We started this a while ago, and I thought it was high time we began posting it. I hope you enjoy, just really want to so 'em tie the knot ASAP so we took that into to our own hands. Remember to favorite and review! (I tried to make it historically accurate as possible)

-heather

5 Days 'till the Wedding

The day was dawning bright and clear over Station House Number Four. Murdoch was already there, having not been able to sleep the previous night. The sun was streaming in his office window, as he tried to concentrate on an old case file. He could hear a loud banging noise come from the front. Brackenreid was arriving for the day. Murdoch closed the file and stood up. Brackenreid always hated when Murdoch was there early. He thought Murdoch was pushing himself too hard.

Murdoch walked out into the main floor and watched silently as Brackenreid checked his pigeonhole for mail. The first of the Constables that worked the day shift were arriving.

"Good morning sir!" he called out into the mostly empty Station house.

"Bloody hell Murdoch! What are you doing here?" Brackenreid shouted as he made his way towards Murdoch.

"I couldn't sleep" he replied, honestly.

"Wedding nerves, me ol' mucker?" Brackenreid said as he slapped his arm teasingly.

"Yes sir." He replied sheepishly.

Brackenreid laughed softly as he made his way to his office, he gestured for Murdoch to follow. Brackenreid took off his hat and coat and gestured with his head for Murdoch to sit down. He sat on the chair facing away from the windows that looked onto the constable's desks.

"Alright, Murdoch, what are you nervous about?" Brackenreid asked as he poured himself a scotch. Murdoch opened his mouth to point out the time but decided against it; it probably wouldn't stop him, and would make the inspector irritable if he tried.

"It's just I've been waiting for so long; I don't want anything to go wrong."

"Look, Murdoch, nothing is going to go wrong."

"I know, sir, it's just…"

"Come on, spit it out."

"It feels like a dream, sir. I feel like I'm going to wake up and she'll still be in Buffalo." He said looking anxious.

"Murdoch, you're here and she's here and you're getting married. Do you want me to pinch you?"

"I don't think that will be necessary sir."

"Well then, get a hold of yourself." He said as he took a large swig of his scotch.

"Sir. Were you like this before your wedding?"

"Well, I can't say I was, but then again, things were a little different for Margaret and I."

"Yes, I suppose."

"Everything going to be fine, Murdoch."

Outside the office, Murdoch could hear Higgins telling off George, for what he couldn't hear. He could also hear the other Constables starting to arrive. Today was just going to be another average day; with files to read and paperwork to fill out.

"I should get back to work." Murdoch said standing up.

"Yes, and quit worrying, everything will be fine."

"Thank you sir. I appreciate it."

"Don't mention it. Now, go finish that paper work."

"Yes, sir."