For Danny - Maid of Honor

[sluttylyingliar]

The sheer amount of crow that Rachel is going to need to eat now that she's decided to get married is just ridiculous. And she's really letting Danny have this one, because he was really, really right. Plus, now it's turning into an actual wedding, not just signing the book. It's going to be small and NOT a big deal, but it's still a wedding. 

And now she needs a maid of honor. She makes her way up his porch and bangs on the door, half hoping she's interrupting something awesome.

"Danny!" she yells, Jess strapped to her chest. "Are you in there? Are you naked?"

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[haolehothead]

Danny's been washing the dishes. He shifts to the door, nudging it open with his foot while shooting Rachel a wary look. "Jesus, you're loud enough to scare off animals," he complains, getting out the dishrag to dry the plates they've gone through. "What, what is it? Where's the fire?"

[sluttylyingliar]

"No fire," she says as she breezes in, unstrapping Jess from his containment. "But I've got a favor to ask. One that you're probably going to moan about but also say yes so let's just skip to that part."

[haolehothead]

Danny watches her go through the routine with vague amusement, given that he hasn't given any indication that he wants the baby. Still, he puts the towels aside and reaches both hands out in order to claim him since he won't ever say no to Jess-time. "Why am I moaning? What's there to moan about?"

[sluttylyingliar]

Rachel doesn't really care if he wants the baby or not, he's getting him. "So, July 14th. We're gonna do a wedding. A small wedding, but still a wedding. And I want you to be my maid of honor. You don't have to wear a dress."

[haolehothead]

"He-ey, kiddo," Danny says, a bubbling happy smile on his lips as he takes Jess into his arms, heading over to the cupboard to find a banana. With Jess on one hip, he starts to mash it up in a little bowl, dabbing his index finger in it so that he can slide it against Jess' inner cheek to give him some flavor and vitamins. "Maid of honor, huh? At -- what kind of event is this again? It's a place where people get -- what?"

[sluttylyingliar]

Jess sucks on Danny's finger, kicking his little feet excitedly.

"A wedding," she says, crossing her arms and totally unable not to smirk. The shithead. "Yeah, yeah, fuck you. You were right. We're getting hitched. Now, you want to be the maid of honor or what?"

[haolehothead]

Danny eases him into a gentle rock, trying to keep him vaguely amused while the grown-ups talk. "I don't know, what does maid of honor entail? I mean, aren't you going to get into a recruiting speech here, tell me about how you can't live without me, etcetera, etcetera?"

[sluttylyingliar]

"You know, you might have gotten such a speech, before you replaced me with a pregnant upgrade," she points out, hoping up onto the counter. "But, you know, because I care? You're my best friend, I love you, and unlike some people, I am exclusive about who gets that title."

[haolehothead]

"Hey, it's not my fault that wherever I go, people get pregnant," he teases, supporting Jess' head as he follows Rachel, idly resting his cheek to Jess' fuzzy hair as he pretends to mull it over. "Yeah, yeah, all right, all right, I'll be your maid of honour. If you find a bow, I'll even wear it to make up for the lack of a dress."

[sluttylyingliar]

"I don't think you even need to get that dressed up, honestly," she says, rubbing a thumb along Jess's soft cheek. "I'm just wearing whatever white cotton dress I can come up with. Raylan will probably wear a suit. As long as you wear those indecently tight dress pants you like, I'm all good."

[haolehothead]

"I don't see how my pants are indecently tight!" he protests, keeping his voice down from the usual loud level he can achieve. "They're normal. They are a normal fit for my height and I'd like to see you find something better for me," he says, defensive as he gets.

[sluttylyingliar]

"Babe, there is not one thing I would change about your pants," she says, leaning to get a better look. The pants are normal, your ass is not. Your ass is fucking phenomenal. I am jealous of your ass."

[haolehothead]

"Don't talk this way around your kid or his first word is going to be 'a-s-s'," Danny warns knowingly, smacking at her with his free hand and trying to turn so that she's not just getting a prime look at the goods. "It's a behind. A rear. A posterior. Everyone's got one."

[sluttylyingliar]

"Not one like that," she points out with a knowing nod. "Anyway, do you think maybe the bakery could do a cake? I thought we'd do a small, quick something on the beach and then have a party at the house. Drinks and food and dancing. I just want it to be as low key as possible."

[haolehothead]

"Well, on behalf of my behind, I'm thanking you," is all Danny says, glad that they're moving on to other topics before this has the chance to get even weirder. "And I think Shari can definitely get you a cake. You want something special? Cowboy hat or something?"

[sluttylyingliar]

"Simple. Low key," she says, watching as Jess starts to squirm and fuss. "You gonna be completely mortified if I feed the kid in front of you?"

[haolehothead]

Danny hands him over gently, giving Rachel a look that implies he's seen so much worse. "I've seen Grace being fed a thousand times over the course of her infanthood, babe, you're not gonna scar me. Go for it. Just...don't tell Raylan, okay?"

[sluttylyingliar]

Rachel grins as she takes Jess, unhooking her nursing bra and hiking her shirt up until all Danny's going to get is a flash of underboob and her (almost) flat stomach.

Almost.

"Let's just hope that Steve doesn't bust on through here. I think this would weird even him out. So, you realize as the maid of honor, I'm going to need a speech, right?"

[haolehothead]

"Please, if he comes in here now, it'd just help to prove my point about his lemon-puppy face," Danny says dismissively, waving a hand to assure Rachel that they're in the clear and don't need to worry. "Also, I resent the implication that I don't give great speeches."

[sluttylyingliar]

"Yeah, but the speech needs to be comprised of something other than 'I told you so'. But, seriously, there's no one I'd rather do this," she says with a careful shrug. "It means a lot to me. This is all so far out of the scope that I thought I could ever have. It still doesn't feel real."

[haolehothead]

"You know I'm going to give you a beautiful speech. Didn't you like my vows, huh? I mean, okay, I probably threatened violence about two times too many to be romantic, but I think they were beautiful. I think they were a shining paragon of an example of what I can do."

[sluttylyingliar]

"I look forward to the amazing shit you come up with for us," she snorts, wincing a little as Jess nips particularly hard. "So, did you feel different after you got married to Steve? Like, did you guys feel different?"

[haolehothead]

"What, with Steve? No," he says, shaking his head because he doesn't really think that things got too different after the wedding. "I mean, okay," he says, a stupid grin on his lips, "I really like introducing myself to new people as Danny McGarrett-Williams," he says, stupid grin on his face. "I like it -- a lot."

[sluttylyingliar]

"Yeah," she says with a bit of a soppy grin. "We decided I'd take his name. Rachel Givens. Besides, our names are sort of weirdly similar. We're going to try and make the Givens name something less associated with child abusers and rednecks."

[haolehothead]

"I like that," Danny says, considering the name and murmuring it on his lips for a moment. "I mean, now you're pretty much condemning yourself to a life of being Mrs. Givens," he warns, eyes widening like he's going to doom her to a life of being an old wife.