"Holtzmann!"

Jillian grinned at the exclamation of her closest friend.

"You know I love you Abs, but that thing is just ridiculous." She waved the video camera at Abby's head, being amused at the whole scene. They were in a private dressing room, getting ready for a big event in Abby's life. She was finally going to marry the love of her life, Erin Gilbert. It had been a very frustrating and trying time being apart from Erin for 16 years. But they got back together after everything with Rowan and were enjoying rediscovering each other. Which had basically involved a lot of ribbing from their fellow Ghostbusters, and being absolute nerds on every scrap of paper in the firehouse.

"Yeah, well... the whole thing is ridiculous, but this is what Erin wanted," Abby said, grimacing as she adjusted the lapel of the suit jacket she was wearing.

"I can't believe you of all people are going to get married," said Holtz, smacking her gum she had been chewing just to annoy Patty, who had been doing her best to make sure Holtzmann stayed looking her best till after the ceremony.

Abby frowned in the full length mirror. "I don't mind being married, but I'd rather have done it in the municipal building and just made it quick and simple."

Holtz gestured with the video camera. "It's Erin. When is anything quick and simple?"

"You wanna elope?" smirked Abby.

"Not with that bow-tie," said Holtzmann, pointing the camera right at it. "Seriously Abby, that thing is way, way too tiny. I think it's the progeny of Erin's collection. Are you sure you're not wearing a baby bow-tie?"

"It came with the suit," said Abby. Holtz snorted at Abby's corny joke.

"Erin is wearing off on you."

"It felt like I was practically wearing her last night. She didn't want to stop."

"Abbbbby," said Holtz, looking a little surprised at her friend's words.

"What? Seriously Holtzmann, I would think you of all people could take a joke like that on today of all days."

"You two are like friggin' ice cubes when you talk about your love life. I would make dirtier jokes than Erin does in a coma."

"I might have had a shot or two before I left the firehouse this morning."

"Patty?" grinned Jillian.

"She was very helpful in trying to calm my nerves."

"We used to teach college kids Abby. How can you be afraid of a crowd?"

"Yes, but that was physics, which didn't involve my other best friend who sometimes is a little squirrely."

"Erin's a squirrel?" said Holtz, her eyes going wide. "That explains the tiny bow-ties."

"As much as I'd like to refute the imagery... that's actually a pretty good one," laughed Abby. She and Holtz both grinned at that.

"Never tell her that," said Abby. "Please."

"Unless a good joke can be made, or you have invoked my wrath..."

Abby rolled her eyes. "Of course." She started straightening the red bow-tie she was wearing.

"It is a little bit on the small side."

"I told you." She put down the camera. "Come here." Abby went towards Jillian, who put her hands up around Abby's neck and untied the bow-tie. She re-tied the tie expertly, as if she didn't have to think about it at all. Holtz smiled a little as she pulled it just enough to stand out at Abby's neck. Her friend was smirking at her when she looked up at Abby's face.

"Don't give me that look. You're the one marrying Gilbert."

"Finally," said Abby, picking at Holtz's flowers on her tuxedo jacket. "Think it took her long enough?"

"Only about 17 years to come to her senses." Holtz picked up the video camera again. "She picked a good one though to marry." Holtzmann hummed as she did a full shot of Abby in a tuxedo. The brunette rolled her eyes.

"You're having fun with this, aren't you?"

"Incredibly Abby," said the engineer. "This video is going to be so awesome to post. Ghostbusters Gettin' Hitched!"

"Yeah, I'm sure it'll go viral," said Abby sarcastically.

"It will when they see how incredibly in love you are."

Abby's eyes softened at that. Holtzmann leaned over with a big smile and kissed her friend on the cheek and took one more shot of the whole look. The fitted black tuxedo with crisp white shirt and smart white vest looked great on Abby. The red cummerbund stood out, as did the two red roses on the lapel. Holtz loved the braids Patty had done before they had put Abby's hair up in a bun. It was simple and looked great with Abby's dark brown locks.

"Now come on and let's get out of here before Patty comes after me about my hair."

"Like she'd ever do anything to the Holtzmann coif," scoffed Abby, fiddling with the Ghostbusters logo cuff links Holtz had made. It had been silly, but really, she and Erin wouldn't be anything without the team. She smiled as Holtz closed the door behind them and bounced a couple of steps ahead to start filming.

"Abby Yates, walking the long dramatic walk to her doom..."

"Holtz!"

The blonde grinned and took her yellow tinted glasses out of the inner pocket of her tuxedo and put them on.

"I can't wait to see your squirrel bride."

"One of these days Holtzy, Abby is going to stab you while you sleep," said Patty, coming up to the pair as they were walking. Patty was dressed in a beautiful red dress with a shimmering gold overlay, which matched perfectly with the gold in Erin's own gown.

"Poison would be better," said Abby. "Neater."

"Nah, you guys love me too much," said Holtz. "Who else would bring so much joy in your lives?"

"I still have burns on my elbow from that joy," said Patty, glaring at Holtz. "And where is your cummerbund baby?"

"... Oops." Jillian shut off the camera and ran back to the dressing room. Abby could only laugh as they watched. Patty chuckled and wiped off Abby's shoulders.

"Erin said to give you this," Patty said, giving Abby a hug. "And to tell you thank you for the surprise in her dressing room."

"Tell her to hurry up," said Abby. "Or I'm afraid Holtzmann is going to lose her wedding ring while she's trying to rewire the building."

"That is a definite worry," said Patty. "I'll let her know." She waved goodbye to Abby.

"Geez, can the woman wear even higher heels?" Abby said, shaking her head and the delicate gold ones that adorned Patty's feet that made her appear even taller.

Holtz came back not even a second or two later, still fastening her cummerbund in the back and looking at Abby.

"Let's go get you married, shall we?"

"Still got the ring?" smirked Abby.

"My dearest Abigail, would I let you down?"

"Do I even need to mention Yonkers?"

"You would," said Holtz, huffing. She pulled out a black box.

"Happy?"

"With you, always. This situation with a church and everything, not so much."

"Alright, cheesesteaks and drinks are on me later."

"You are the best lady a gal could ever hope for." Holtz slung an arm around Abby's shoulders and started leading her towards the sanctuary.