Tim checked his reflection in the mirror; letting his mother and sister get involved in his wedding to Jeannie might possibly have been a grievous error, particularly with the cry of glee with which they had fallen on the arrangements, aided by Raylan's ex-not-ex wife, Winona. The result, a slightly creepy extravaganza that Tim was pretty sure had taken over his life, and rendered his bride to be ever so slightly insane. He sighed heavily. The waistcoat was a bit much, but the stiff wing collar shirt was already rubbing his neck, so he knew which item of clothing he liked the least. The only consolation in this was that Raylan was as uncomfortable as he was, the cowboy had been stripped of his hat and his boots by Winona, forced into the barber's shop to get, as Winona put it, a decent hair cut.

Raylan's hair having been the source of Art's fury, and Tim and Rachel's amusement, especially when he came back off suspension with it longer than his sister's, and taken his hat off, sporting a pert Yorkie ponytail which made Art fume.

Of course, they had waited until Raylan's feet were back under his desk, before Raejeanne had dropped her bombshell over lunch with her brother, that Tim strategically avoided. She was moving back to Lexington permanently. At which point Tim had chosen to come clean to Raylan that he had asked Raejeanne Ilyra Givens for her hand in marriage and she had accepted.

Right at the very beginning, everyone in the office assumed that Raylan's family were all estranged from him. Finding out that Jeannie existed came as something of a shock. Raylan hadn't wanted to explain anything, so he offered up the bare minimum. So Tim didn't feel too badly that he'd kept a few secrets of his own.

It all came out. How Jeannie had come to the office looking for her brother, and met Tim, who offered to drive her to Raylan's unfortunate accommodation, how Jeannie had rolled her eyes, and desired Tim to drive her to the nearest hotel that wasn't a flophouse with rooms by the hour; how Tim had then, fascinated by the gorgeous tall sexy creature that was Raylan Givens' sister, invited her out to hear a local band, and it had all snowballed from there.

"You've been dating my sister on the downlow for TWO YEARS!"

It would have been very unwise for Tim to point out that Raylan and his sister looked like twins, even though Raylan was older and greyer, and he had the same slinky hips that his sister had, and sometimes the way he moved reminded Tim so much of Raejeanne that it had literally tortured Tim for two years. So fair exchange was no robbery. As it would also have been unwise to admit that several times when Raylan thought that Tim was out on loan to Ohio or Virginia, and even one time, memorably, New York, he and Jeannie had in fact been enjoying an uninhibited and unbridled weekends of fantastic sex in various fine inns and establishments neatly scattered all over the Mid to North East United States.

Raylan was Best Man. But despite three months to get over the revelations he was still looking at the Groom funny.

Of course, some of that might well have been the view of the hickey sustained in the oh my god we made it and we're still alive and nobody shot you and we're getting married tomorrow sex that he and Jeannie had indulged in in a store cupboard at the hotel where Tim and Raylan had been banished to for the night before the wedding.

The toilet flushed and the bathroom door opened.

Tim didn't turn around. "Going to the toilet a lot is a sign of nerves." A beat. "Have you got the rings?"

"Well you learn something every day. How many times you been?" Raylan scowled and patted the side of his jacket with the inside pocket.

"Eight. Maybe." Tim couldn't say for certain why, but messing with his soon to be officially brother in law was fun.

He studied his reflection again. Tweaked his tie.

"Y'know…" Raylan's face was a study in moody, but there was something tender in his eyes "Y'look okay."

Tim widened his eyes, and smirked a little. "Is that obnoxious soon to be brother in law speak for y'look kinda nice."

Raylan grinned, "maybe."

Tim was trying to think of a suitably crushing reply, payback for the two and something years that Raylan had driven Tim crazy when there was a knock at the door. Bob Sweeney stuck his head round the door. "It's time."

Tim straightened his back, and was about to follow Bob when Raylan's hand landed on his shoulder. The cowboy's hand strayed to Tim's tie, and he tweaked it gently.

"We good." Tim genuinely wanted to know, teasing Raylan was one thing, but the guy was about to be his brother in law, and well that changed things.

"We're good." Raylan gave Tim a little nod, a gesture that Tim had long since learned conveyed Raylan's kinder emotions. Sometimes Jeannie went way deep inside like that and silently Tim cursed Arlo Givens, man who hurt his children so badly they didn't cope with the normal range of emotions.

Raylan's hand gave Tim's shoulder a little pat, and then they were walking out to the bower, and the hundred guests that Tim's mother and sister and Raylan's wife had scared up from somewhere to watch Tim Gutterson and Raejeanne Givens become man and wife.

And it wasn't even slightly scary.