Eirene

Eirene stares at the door she was just unceremoniously shoved out of, and then at the picnic basket in her hands. "Clark? I think we were just evicted." She can hear Martha puttering around inside the farmhouse, humming to herself or the kids, and decides that she just isn't up for stalking back inside and rescuing her children from their grandmother.

Jon is already over a year old now, and Spring beckons on the horizon. Or, rather, it beckons by sight and smell across the fertile earth of the Kent farm. They're known in town now, because Eirene won't let them be completely reclusive, and she even participated in decorations for the previous year's homecoming -- even though the Kent offspring wont attend Smallville High for years yet.

So far, it's a good life, even if she does still miss her mother and sisters on a regular basis.

"Clark? Feel like a picnic?"

Adjusting the basket to her other hand, the goddess goes in search of her husband.

Las Vegas is something of a shock and surprise for people who have never seen it before. The lights, the glitter, the population of a small, Third World country; anything and everything you could possibly think of is there. And it never goes to sleep.

Which totally explains the eclectic group assembled in a 'twenty-four hour' wedding Chapel just off the strip. Oliver Queen (in a green tux), Arthur Curry (in an orange tux), Lois Lane, Bart Allen, Victor Stone, Chloe Sullivan, Martha Kent, Eunomia, Themis, Bruce Wayne, Diana Prince and Kara Zor-El are probably not trying to intimidate the judge pulled in to do the ceremony(he's a friend of Ollie's), but doing a bang up job of it anyway.

Eirene? Is having a small panic attack in the waiting room. What if she forgets what she's supposed to say? The goddess has never been married before, despite having attended many of them over her lifetime. And if she does something like trip, isn't that a bad omen or something? Today, she's going to walk down that aisle and bind her life, legally, to Clark's. And it would be really nice to have--

"We made it, 'rene!" Dike announces cheerfully, as she steps inside the building, followed by a mature, very handsome gentleman who looks to be in his late forties. "I'm heading inside to let the music coordinator know we're ready."

Zeus, for once, is not dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and slacks, but a formal (and very storm-gray) tux. He's also stepping forward to wind her arm around his and lead her into the main room, and up the aisle as only a proud father can. It probably helps that she forgave him in those few seconds, to judge by the radiant smile on her face as they drift up to where Clark waits with his best woman, Chloe. Zeus takes his daughter's hand and places it into Clark's before beating a hasty retreat to sit next to Themis and the rest of the bride's contingent.

And Eirene isn't nervous anymore, because she goes first.

"In the presence of our families and friends, I claim you, Clark Jerome Kent, as my lifemate. I belong to you. I offer my life for you. I give to you my protection, my allegiance, my heart, my soul and my body. I take into my keeping the same that is yours. Your life, happiness and welfare will be cherished and placed above my own for all time. You are my lifemate, bound to me for all eternity and always in my care."