"Rose wake up!" shouted Skye as she jostled Rose out of bed the next morning, "it's your wedding day!"

Rose mumbled something incoherent and ran her fingers through her hair. She sat up slowly and yawned, stretching her arms wide open. Skye and Jemma took this opportunity to grab her hands and pull her out of bed. Rose let out a small yelp of surprise but laughed nonetheless.

"What's first?" she asked, now wide awake thanks to her friends.

"Your hair," said Skye as she looked at Rose and grabbed her car keys and wedding dress, "but we can do that there, let's go!"

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"Oh Rose, this place is gorgeous!" Jemma gasped as she saw the amazing venue.

"Thanks, we thought it was pretty great too," she replied looking around the good-sized dining hall filled with Roman columns and beautiful assortments of flowers.

"Who picked out the flowers?" Skye asked, smelling them as she made her way to the Bride's suite where they were getting ready.

"My mum," Rose laughed, "it was the only thing that she asked to do for the wedding so I figured that I'd let her before she decided just to do everything."

"Smart," said Skye as she laughed.

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"Sit," Jemma ordered as she pointed to a chair in the Bride's suite. Rose did as she was told and sat down, folding her hands in her lap.

Skye moved behind her and took the messy bun out of Rose's hair and went through it with a brush, gathering it all in the back. She moved her hands to the front of Rose's head and picked up a few small strands, braiding them together, slowly adding more as she went. When she finally finished the braid, she tied it off with a clear elastic and wound it up into a bun, making it take the shape of a flower. She gently tugged the outsides of the bun, stressing the 'petal' look.

"Bobby pin," Skye said, holding her hand out to Jemma.

Jemma handed her a pin that had pearl-looking decorations on the end of it and Skye applied the pin and many more to Rose's hair, making sure the hairstyle was firmly in place.

"You heated up the curling iron, right?" Skye asked.

Jemma nodded and handed it to her.

"Thanks," Skye said as she took the few strands near the front of Rose's face that had fallen out of the braid and curled them.

"Perfect!" Skye exclaimed when she had finished, half an hour after she began.

The sudden noise made Rose jump and she slowly stood up, moving to look at herself in the mirror.

She gasped, "Skye it's amazing! Where did you learn to do this?"

Skye shrugged, "there were plenty of teenage girls in the orphanage who loved to have their hair played with, so I had a lot of people to practice on."

"It looks amazing," Rose and Jemma both assured her.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome," Jemma replied, "now Rose, time for your makeup."

Rose sat back down in the chair as Jemma grabbed her makeup kit and applied it expertly to Rose's face. She started with concealer and next added a light pink shade of blush. Next she moved to Rose's eyes, deciding that a smoky color would look best on her. She dipped her brush in the makeup and applied it Rose's eyes, next applying the eyeliner and mascara. She next grabbed her lip gloss and applied a thin layer to Rose's lips, making them shine.

"All done!" she said cheerfully.

Rose gasped and lightly touched her face, "I don't even recognize myself."

"Now it's time for your dress and shoes!"

"Great!" Rose said.

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"The boys are here. So are Maria, Natasha, and May," Skye said as she reappeared in the Bride's suite.

"Good. Send them in," said Jemma, "they need to get ready."

Skye nodded and ran out the door.

"Thanks for everything so far, guys," Rose said.

Jemma smiled, "of course Rose."

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"Everybody ready?" Natasha asked as Rose was admiring her dress in the mirror.

Jemma and Skye nodded, "I think so."

"Alrighty then," interrupted Maria, "places everyone! We have a wedding to start!"