Note: This is an idea I had been playing around with for awhile. I finally decided to give it a go and post it to see what y'all thought. It will follow the ups and downs of planning a wedding with two geniuses dealing with job and life stressors (because we all know that nothing ever goes smoothly for these two). The timeline will be roughly a year in their lives. I do already have a lot of things planned and written down, however, this will be updated irregularly, as I have other stories I need to finish. Thanks so much and I really hope you enjoy it! Ideas and comments are always welcome! :-)
Chapter 1: Engaged
"Yes," Happy whispered into the stillness of the night. The only other sounds to be heard were the honking of horns from cars in the distance and music quietly playing through a speaker.
"Really?" Toby asked, looking up at her with wide, surprised eyes. Happy could see a bit of caution lacing them too.
She smirked and shrugged one shoulder, "I mean, yeah, I suppose so. I can't imagine anyone else ever annoying me like you do, so why not?"
He furrowed his brow at her response and tightened his grip on her hand, his own shaking slightly. But other than that, he was unmoving, like a statue, just staring up at her.
Letting out a small laugh, Happy's smile grew gentle. She dropped to her own knees in front of him, cupping his face with her hand not currently in his iron grip. "Toby, I'm kidding," she said softly, "Yes, I will marry you. Because I want to, because I love you."
"You're sure?" Toby questioned, still not believing that she was actually saying yes this time.
She nodded, "One hundred percent sure. You're the person I want to marry and spend the rest of my life with." Leaning in, she kissed him quickly, but it was full of love. When she pulled back, she stood up, "Now put the damn ring on my finger, Doc. I think I've waited long enough."
Toby laughed as he slid the custom lug nut ring on her third finger, "You think you've waited long enough," he playfully grumbled, "I've been working up the nerve for over a year to do this again."
Happy rolled her eyes and glared at him as he stood up, "Please, don't ruin this. I don't want to think about that." She stepped into him and wrapped her arms around his waist, propping her chin on his chest, "I especially don't want to think about that right now, not when we're supposed to be happy. And I am, happy I mean." She kissed his chest, "Unbelievably happy. I just want to stay like this."
Toby kissed the top of her head and tightened his grip, "Okay, shutting up now. You know me, I don't mean to ruin things, it just comes naturally."
Laughing, Happy looked up to see him gazing down at her, his eyes full of love. She had to blink back a few tears that had suddenly sprang to her eyes. She loved this man. They had been through hell and back together and now it was finally their time to be happy. Raising up on her toes, she pressed her lips to his, content to be in his arms.
A few minutes later, Happy dropped her heels down and laid her head on Toby's chest after glancing around the roof of the garage. His chest rumbled against her cheek when he spoke.
"So, was this alright?" he asked timidly.
She smiled and nuzzled her cheek further into his chest, "It's perfect," she whispered, taking in her surroundings.
The decorations were simple, just a few lit candles placed around the roof. On a table nearby was a bouquet of wildflowers, along with a blanket and a few beers of their favorite brand. Soft music was playing in the background that Toby slowly started swaying to with Happy.
They stayed like that, wrapped up in each other's arms, gently moving to the music, neither one talking much, except for the occasional 'I love you', sharing a few kisses, for a long time. Eventually, Toby pulled back and grabbed her hand, leading her to the table. He quickly laid the blanket on the ground and moved the drinks and a hidden basket of food to the blanket. Happy couldn't believe that he had done this for her. Sitting down, he spread his arms out in a grand gesture.
"Would you like to sit, my dear lady?" he asked with a strange, not quite British, accent.
"Okay, too much, Doc," she deadpanned, rolling her eyes, but took a seat anyways, unable to resist him and his damn charm.
He smirked, opening the beer and handing it to her, which she took with a smile. They let silence surround them as they finished their drinks, letting their eyes hold a conversation about their love and excitement for the future. They didn't need words to express how they felt about what was to come. It was obvious in their smiles and glances. Once Happy was finished, she crawled over to Toby and kissed him lightly.
"Thank you," she whispered against his lips before kissing him again.
"For what?" he asked as she pushed him so he was laying down.
Straddling him, she leaned down to kiss his neck, "For making this perfect. For loving me. For forgiving me so we could get to this point."
Guiding her head back to his, he placed a featherlight kiss on her lip, "It was easy. You're very easy to love. And I forgave you the second you left the garage that night. But I thought we weren't going to talk about that and ruin the night?"
Happy sighed and slid off him, settling into his side. She pressed another kiss to his neck, "We're not. Because we're just going to focus on the here and now and our engagement." She brushed her lips against his cheek. "I love you," she mumbled, pillowing her head on his shoulder and interlocking her leg with his own. Happy let out a hum and began to draw patterns on Toby's chest with her fingertips, staring at her ring the entire time.
Toby captured her hand and started playing with the ring on her finger. "Do you like it?" he asked nervously.
Her smiled grew as she nodded. "I love it. It's just the thing I would've picked out," she responded sleepily.
Sighing in relief, Toby brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it gently, "Good. Can you believe it, Hap? We're going to get married."
Happy closed her eyes and further relaxed into him, "I always thought I'd end up alone; just me and my machines. I never thought I'd be engaged to marry a man I loved, never thought I'd let somebody in or trust someone enough. And now I can't wait for that to happen - to marry you."
Toby lifted his head to stare at her, "Why are you not freaking out?"
"Why should I be?" she asked opening her eyes and frowning.
Shrugging, he laid his head back down and starting rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb, "I don't know. It's just - you don't like change all that much, especially when it comes to personal stuff. I guess I was worried that you'd be freaking out and second guessing your decision."
Happy leaned over to kiss his jaw and then laid her head back down, closing her eyes, "No second guesses here. I want this, Toby. Maybe even more than you. You're my home and this makes it even more permanent. I know that I'll always have you, you've shown me that time and time again, so I don't need to freak out." She pulled herself closer to his side, "But it's early. There's still plenty of time to freak out," she joked.
Toby laughed and managed to get out an 'I love you'. After a few seconds of silence, Toby spoke up again, "God, Hap, engaged," he said, still astonished by that thought, "You're marrying me. You are my fiancée. That's crazy. I love it. I've never been this happy in my life." He sighed happily and rambled on, not noticing her silence, "This is right, I can feel it. I've never felt that way. Even before, with Amy, it felt wrong. But you, you are oh so right. This is going to work, I know it. I love you so much. You're my forever."
He waited for a response, but all he got was the shallow, steady breathing coming from her slightly parted lips. She had fallen asleep. Toby smiled. It didn't surprise him, they had an emotional day tracking down a foster runaway who had hacked police records to get rid of his record. Happy had taken the case personally and Toby had almost cancelled his plans to propose tonight, but when he saw how Happy interacted with boy, it made Toby fall even more and he couldn't wait another second. So he popped the question and now they were supposed to be celebrating, but obviously the tiring day got in the way of that. Toby chuckled and yawned, letting himself drift off to sleep, his thoughts filled with Happy.
Happy groaned and stretched as she slowly woke two hours later. Briefly, she forgot where she was and was left wondering when her and Toby's bed had become so uncomfortable. But when she opened her eyes and saw the night sky above her, she realized she was on the roof and it all came rushing back. The proposal, the ring, Toby - it had all been perfect and now they were getting married. She could call Toby her fiancé if she wanted to, not that she'd ever be caught dead gushing about that in public...but maybe in private it wouldn't be so bad to call him that. Knowing Toby, he'd love it.
Toby moaned and pulled her closer, mumbling, "Five more minutes babe."
Happy chuckled and propped herself up, leaning down to kiss Toby. "Hi fiancé," she mumbled against his lips with a smile.
His eyes flew open and he captured her lips in a fierce, passionate kiss. "Hi," he grinned once he pulled back.
She sat up, pulling him with her, despite his complaining. "We fell asleep," she chuckled.
Toby smirked and ran his hand through his hair, "Yeah, I noticed that. I didn't think that's what we'd be doing an hour after getting engaged. I definitely had other plans for us."
Happy rolled her eyes and shoved his shoulder as she stood up, a small moan escaping her lips as she stretched again. "It was a long day," she said. She held up her hand to look at her ring again, still in awe of it. A grin lit up her entire face. She turned to help him up. "Think of it this way," she said, bending down to pick up the blanket before turning to him with a sly smile on her face, "now we're rested. That means we won't be tired for whatever you have planned for us."
Toby grinned and pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her waist, "Good point, my wonderful and amazing fiancée." He kissed the tip of her nose.
She rested her hands on his chest and smiled up at him, "The team is probably wondering what happened to us. We should go tell them."
Opening his eyes in mock shock, Toby laughed, "You, Happy Quinn, actually want to tell the team about us? What happened to the girl who wanted to keep us a secret when we started dating?"
She rolled her eyes and kissed his jaw, "She started dating a shrink who wouldn't let her keep secrets and helped her realize how much better it is when you don't have to sneak around."
Toby puffed up his chest, "Well who could that be? He sounds good for you."
Patting his chest, she smiled lovingly up at him, "He's the best for me." She rose on the tips of her toes to kiss him again; she was so happy that she couldn't seem to stop herself from doing so. "Now come on, let's go get this over with. The sooner we do that, the sooner we can go home."
"Or," he muttered, leaning in to kiss the soft skin on her neck, "you know, we could always tell them tomorrow and go home to celebrate instead right now? Having a secret for one day wouldn't kill us. It's actually fun having this all to ourselves."
Happy giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck, arching her back to press closer to him, "I like the way you think, Doc." Then she let herself get swept up in his searing kiss, before he dragged her down the stairs and to her truck, ignoring the questioning glances from the team, to take them home for a celebration that lasted all night.
Chapter 1: Engaged
"Yes," Happy whispered into the stillness of the night. The only other sounds to be heard were the honking of horns from cars in the distance and music quietly playing through a speaker.
"Really?" Toby asked, looking up at her with wide, surprised eyes. Happy could see a bit of caution lacing them too.
She smirked and shrugged one shoulder, "I mean, yeah, I suppose so. I can't imagine anyone else ever annoying me like you do, so why not?"
He furrowed his brow at her response and tightened his grip on her hand, his own shaking slightly. But other than that, he was unmoving, like a statue, just staring up at her.
Letting out a small laugh, Happy's smile grew gentle. She dropped to her own knees in front of him, cupping his face with her hand not currently in his iron grip. "Toby, I'm kidding," she said softly, "Yes, I will marry you. Because I want to, because I love you."
"You're sure?" Toby questioned, still not believing that she was actually saying yes this time.
She nodded, "One hundred percent sure. You're the person I want to marry and spend the rest of my life with." Leaning in, she kissed him quickly, but it was full of love. When she pulled back, she stood up, "Now put the damn ring on my finger, Doc. I think I've waited long enough."
Toby laughed as he slid the custom lug nut ring on her third finger, "You think you've waited long enough," he playfully grumbled, "I've been working up the nerve for over a year to do this again."
Happy rolled her eyes and glared at him as he stood up, "Please, don't ruin this. I don't want to think about that." She stepped into him and wrapped her arms around his waist, propping her chin on his chest, "I especially don't want to think about that right now, not when we're supposed to be happy. And I am, happy I mean." She kissed his chest, "Unbelievably happy. I just want to stay like this."
Toby kissed the top of her head and tightened his grip, "Okay, shutting up now. You know me, I don't mean to ruin things, it just comes naturally."
Laughing, Happy looked up to see him gazing down at her, his eyes full of love. She had to blink back a few tears that had suddenly sprang to her eyes. She loved this man. They had been through hell and back together and now it was finally their time to be happy. Raising up on her toes, she pressed her lips to his, content to be in his arms.
A few minutes later, Happy dropped her heels down and laid her head on Toby's chest after glancing around the roof of the garage. His chest rumbled against her cheek when he spoke.
"So, was this alright?" he asked timidly.
She smiled and nuzzled her cheek further into his chest, "It's perfect," she whispered, taking in her surroundings.
The decorations were simple, just a few lit candles placed around the roof. On a table nearby was a bouquet of wildflowers, along with a blanket and a few beers of their favorite brand. Soft music was playing in the background that Toby slowly started swaying to with Happy.
They stayed like that, wrapped up in each other's arms, gently moving to the music, neither one talking much, except for the occasional 'I love you', sharing a few kisses, for a long time. Eventually, Toby pulled back and grabbed her hand, leading her to the table. He quickly laid the blanket on the ground and moved the drinks and a hidden basket of food to the blanket. Happy couldn't believe that he had done this for her. Sitting down, he spread his arms out in a grand gesture.
"Would you like to sit, my dear lady?" he asked with a strange, not quite British, accent.
"Okay, too much, Doc," she deadpanned, rolling her eyes, but took a seat anyways, unable to resist him and his damn charm.
He smirked, opening the beer and handing it to her, which she took with a smile. They let silence surround them as they finished their drinks, letting their eyes hold a conversation about their love and excitement for the future. They didn't need words to express how they felt about what was to come. It was obvious in their smiles and glances. Once Happy was finished, she crawled over to Toby and kissed him lightly.
"Thank you," she whispered against his lips before kissing him again.
"For what?" he asked as she pushed him so he was laying down.
Straddling him, she leaned down to kiss his neck, "For making this perfect. For loving me. For forgiving me so we could get to this point."
Guiding her head back to his, he placed a featherlight kiss on her lip, "It was easy. You're very easy to love. And I forgave you the second you left the garage that night. But I thought we weren't going to talk about that and ruin the night?"
Happy sighed and slid off him, settling into his side. She pressed another kiss to his neck, "We're not. Because we're just going to focus on the here and now and our engagement." She brushed her lips against his cheek. "I love you," she mumbled, pillowing her head on his shoulder and interlocking her leg with his own. Happy let out a hum and began to draw patterns on Toby's chest with her fingertips, staring at her ring the entire time.
Toby captured her hand and started playing with the ring on her finger. "Do you like it?" he asked nervously.
Her smiled grew as she nodded. "I love it. It's just the thing I would've picked out," she responded sleepily.
Sighing in relief, Toby brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it gently, "Good. Can you believe it, Hap? We're going to get married."
Happy closed her eyes and further relaxed into him, "I always thought I'd end up alone; just me and my machines. I never thought I'd be engaged to marry a man I loved, never thought I'd let somebody in or trust someone enough. And now I can't wait for that to happen - to marry you."
Toby lifted his head to stare at her, "Why are you not freaking out?"
"Why should I be?" she asked opening her eyes and frowning.
Shrugging, he laid his head back down and starting rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb, "I don't know. It's just - you don't like change all that much, especially when it comes to personal stuff. I guess I was worried that you'd be freaking out and second guessing your decision."
Happy leaned over to kiss his jaw and then laid her head back down, closing her eyes, "No second guesses here. I want this, Toby. Maybe even more than you. You're my home and this makes it even more permanent. I know that I'll always have you, you've shown me that time and time again, so I don't need to freak out." She pulled herself closer to his side, "But it's early. There's still plenty of time to freak out," she joked.
Toby laughed and managed to get out an 'I love you'. After a few seconds of silence, Toby spoke up again, "God, Hap, engaged," he said, still astonished by that thought, "You're marrying me. You are my fiancée. That's crazy. I love it. I've never been this happy in my life." He sighed happily and rambled on, not noticing her silence, "This is right, I can feel it. I've never felt that way. Even before, with Amy, it felt wrong. But you, you are oh so right. This is going to work, I know it. I love you so much. You're my forever."
He waited for a response, but all he got was the shallow, steady breathing coming from her slightly parted lips. She had fallen asleep. Toby smiled. It didn't surprise him, they had an emotional day tracking down a foster runaway who had hacked police records to get rid of his record. Happy had taken the case personally and Toby had almost cancelled his plans to propose tonight, but when he saw how Happy interacted with boy, it made Toby fall even more and he couldn't wait another second. So he popped the question and now they were supposed to be celebrating, but obviously the tiring day got in the way of that. Toby chuckled and yawned, letting himself drift off to sleep, his thoughts filled with Happy.
Happy groaned and stretched as she slowly woke two hours later. Briefly, she forgot where she was and was left wondering when her and Toby's bed had become so uncomfortable. But when she opened her eyes and saw the night sky above her, she realized she was on the roof and it all came rushing back. The proposal, the ring, Toby - it had all been perfect and now they were getting married. She could call Toby her fiancé if she wanted to, not that she'd ever be caught dead gushing about that in public...but maybe in private it wouldn't be so bad to call him that. Knowing Toby, he'd love it.
Toby moaned and pulled her closer, mumbling, "Five more minutes babe."
Happy chuckled and propped herself up, leaning down to kiss Toby. "Hi fiancé," she mumbled against his lips with a smile.
His eyes flew open and he captured her lips in a fierce, passionate kiss. "Hi," he grinned once he pulled back.
She sat up, pulling him with her, despite his complaining. "We fell asleep," she chuckled.
Toby smirked and ran his hand through his hair, "Yeah, I noticed that. I didn't think that's what we'd be doing an hour after getting engaged. I definitely had other plans for us."
Happy rolled her eyes and shoved his shoulder as she stood up, a small moan escaping her lips as she stretched again. "It was a long day," she said. She held up her hand to look at her ring again, still in awe of it. A grin lit up her entire face. She turned to help him up. "Think of it this way," she said, bending down to pick up the blanket before turning to him with a sly smile on her face, "now we're rested. That means we won't be tired for whatever you have planned for us."
Toby grinned and pulled her to him, wrapping his arms around her waist, "Good point, my wonderful and amazing fiancée." He kissed the tip of her nose.
She rested her hands on his chest and smiled up at him, "The team is probably wondering what happened to us. We should go tell them."
Opening his eyes in mock shock, Toby laughed, "You, Happy Quinn, actually want to tell the team about us? What happened to the girl who wanted to keep us a secret when we started dating?"
She rolled her eyes and kissed his jaw, "She started dating a shrink who wouldn't let her keep secrets and helped her realize how much better it is when you don't have to sneak around."
Toby puffed up his chest, "Well who could that be? He sounds good for you."
Patting his chest, she smiled lovingly up at him, "He's the best for me." She rose on the tips of her toes to kiss him again; she was so happy that she couldn't seem to stop herself from doing so. "Now come on, let's go get this over with. The sooner we do that, the sooner we can go home."
"Or," he muttered, leaning in to kiss the soft skin on her neck, "you know, we could always tell them tomorrow and go home to celebrate instead right now? Having a secret for one day wouldn't kill us. It's actually fun having this all to ourselves."
Happy giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck, arching her back to press closer to him, "I like the way you think, Doc." Then she let herself get swept up in his searing kiss, before he dragged her down the stairs and to her truck, ignoring the questioning glances from the team, to take them home for a celebration that lasted all night.