Lying in the green grass

Underneath the blue sky

Looking at a good man

And I know he's the right guy

He's got that kinda heart that

Any girl would die for

How could I want more? So, how could I want more?

How Could I Want More? - Jamie Lynn Spears

:: Emma's POV ::

"The guys are all in place and just waiting on us."

Monica opened the doors to the bridal suite and my eyes instantly landed on my father before falling on Noah who stood at his side, both patiently waiting for me to exit the room I had been in all morning preparing for this very moment that was about to take place. Seeing Noah all dressed up in his suit and tie was nearly enough to send my emotions over the edge, he looked so grown up and he had insisted on his suit matching JJ's.

Before I could even choke my emotions back enough to say a word, Noah's small arms wrapped tightly around my waist, his head resting on the baby bump that hid tucked away beneath the flowing ivory material that fell around me. It only reminded me of how special today actually is, we were all becoming a family and we were doing it in front of the people we loved most in this world.

My bridesmaids began to file out of the gorgeous french doors that over looked the lush gardens of our ceremony grounds. Their soft aqua colored chiffon dresses blowing ever so slightly in the warm spring air as they walked down the grassy path that was beautifully riddled with baby pink rose petals the flower girls had left behind. The path they were taking would be leading them to the ornate wooden pergola arbor that was flawlessly draped in the most stunning array of flowers and greenery one had ever seen. I would be marrying my soul mate under that same arbor in a matter of minutes

"Dad..."

The tears welled in my eyes as I looked at my father whose emotions had over taken him before hugging him closely, seeing my father cry was something I have never remembered seeing in my twenty five years of life. He was always the strong one, the one that held the family together. I knew his tears were not tears of sadness but of happiness knowing that I had finally found the man he prayed I would. My father has always been one of my biggest supporters and he was there for me with everything I went through as a single mother struggling to raise my little boy. I knew JJ was the answer to his prayers; he had made that clear to me so many times.

"You are both lucky to have found each other and your mother and I are so grateful that you did." My father dried his eyes as he reassured me that I was definitely marrying the man I was meant to marry. Not that I needed any reassurance, I had never been so sure of anything.

"You guys ready?" Monica's voice was gentle as if she were careful not to interrupt the moment my father and I were sharing, "We don't want the groom to think you got cold feet."

My father and I laughed at Monica's attempt at wedding humor, I knew she was trying to take our minds of the emotional moment we shared in order to prepare me for the emotions that were going to hit me the moment I walked out those doors.

We took our place at the door; I held my bouquet in my left hand and linked my right arm through my fathers, Noah standing at my left side. At this point we didn't really exchange many words, they weren't really needed. As the doors opened I heard the violinist began to play Christina Perri's "A Thousand Years" and the sound of all of our guests rising to their feet sent my heart to overdrive.

I could feel everyone's eyes on me as I began my walk down the aisle, down to my future. My eyes finally found JJ who stood tall, his hands crossed in front of him. His large, tall frame draped in the same soft beige suit Noah, my father and the groomsmen wore. The soft aqua colored satin tie that peeked out of his buttoned suit coat and rested against his crisp white dress shirt really brought out the blue in his eyes and I mentally thanked myself for picking that color. His blond hair gelled up in the perfectly messy spiky look that I loved allowed me to really see his face and take in his true handsome form.

The closer I got to him, the more I could see the emotion that he was trying so hard to hold back. It wasn't long before he was grasping his mouth in awe with his left hand, the fact he was crying becoming clearer to any of those that laid their eyes on him. I had only hoped one of the photographers was capturing him in this truly raw and real moment.

I wanted to run to him, to wrap him in my arms and console him. I knew his tears were happy ones but I hated to see him in such a state of emotion none the less. I was instantaneously thankful as Derek's hand came up and rested on JJ's shoulder almost as if he were trying to provide him some kind of comfort.

I swore that it seemed as if days had passed before I arrived at the altar we had created with the arbor and the hoards of flowers. I turned to face my father as he kissed one cheek than the next, swiftly and carefully wiping the tears on my cheeks before he took his seat beside my mother.

"Who gives this woman to be married to this man?" The pastor's voice came out over the small microphone he wore against his robe as I looked down at Noah who was fidgeting anxiously.

"I do!" Noah called out, so proud of himself and the guests all shared a laugh at the sweetness of the moment and Noah's eagerness to hand me over to JJ. He had been practicing those words for the last month, afraid he was going to forget and that I wouldn't be allowed to get married.

I bent over to kiss Noah on his cheek before sending him off to sit with my parents and immediately accepted the outstretched hand JJ held out for me and handed my bouquet over to Rachel. My eyes locked with his and it sent a wave of chills over my body. I could feel in his simple touch how badly he wanted to kiss me until my knees fell weak.

"On behalf of Emma and JJ let me just express how much gratitude they have for all of you to be here as family and friends. As you can imagine this is an amazing day in their lives and it means a lot that you're here to celebrate with them." Pastor Mike's words fell over the guests who were seated before us.

As he began the ceremony I swear mine and JJ's eyes never left one another's. I studied his eyes and the way they sparkled in the sunlight, the love and passion he feels for me was more obvious now than it had ever been before. As we stood there, my hands in his, getting completely lost in one another it almost felt as if our journey was ending when in all reality it was just beginning. We were actually just ending one chapter and starting another.

"JJ and Emma I understand you have written your vows..." JJ and I both nodded as we looked from each other to the pastor, "JJ, why don't you go first."

JJ reached inside his suit coat and removed a piece of paper from the pocket hidden inside carefully unfolding it before taking my right hand in his left once again. I could already feel myself choking back the tears before he even spoke a word. A wedding day is emotional as it is, the pregnancy hormones definitely make the water works a losing battle.

I battled the tears that fell from my eyes with the handkerchief Rachel handed me. I had no idea how they expected me to get my vows out after hearing JJ's. I was beyond emotional and was so captivated by the beauty of his words; there was not a dry eye in sight. Even my cynical sister was in tears and I couldn't wait to point that out to her for the rest of our lives.

"Emma, it's your turn."

I looked behind me to Jillian who handed me my vows on the piece of paper I had written them on. I returned to my focus to JJ and allowed him to regain possession of my hand before taking a deep breath and looking into his eyes. I knew I wasn't going to make it through this without having to stop to regain my composure. Everyone warned me that writing our own vows would magnify all of these emotions but I wouldn't change it for anything.

I attempted to laugh through my tears as Pastor Mike tried to lighten the intensity of the moment. I think we all welcomed that, I had never seen so many grown men moved to tears in my life. I felt so blessed that the love JJ and I shared was strong enough for all of our guests to feel it. For even the media to be able to convey that our love is real and pure and genuine and that it can and it will withstand anything.

As the ceremony continued JJ and I exchanged rings and I will say I never felt prouder than I did sliding that ring on to his finger. To be that girl that changed everything he believed in, to be the girl that is lucky enough to have him love her for the rest of her life. Out of everything I have accomplished in my life, creating this family was by far one that could never be topped.

"I now pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Justin James Watt..." Pastor Mike slowly closed his ceremony book before continuing on, "You may now kiss your bride."

The guests hooted and hollered as I threw my arms around JJ and kissed him with so much passion it could be felt around the room. It felt as if nothing else existed in this moment but the two of us and our lips had all they could to stop exploring one another long enough to snap back into reality. The ceremony was more beautiful that I could have ever dreamed of and I couldn't believe that it was already over.

It wasn't long before little arms wrapped around our legs, JJ and I smiled against one another's lips before he reached over to pick Noah up. We were now The Watt Family and all we need in our lives to be happy is , and nothing will ever break that.