AN: So this was an idea I had and just had to get it out there before I can finish with my other stories. I've developed a sort of writer's block concerning them so I need to get this out there in order to finish up the others. I hope you enjoy this as it is a slight departure from my normal stuff.

Tomorrow was a day she never thought would come and she wasn't sure how she felt about it. With a shiver, she wrapped her jacket tighter around her. A storm was moving in, and the precipitation was beginning to mist around her, a gentle warning of the coming rain.

"Shouldn't you have an umbrella if you're gonna wander around in a storm?" Brennan jumped at the sound of his voice. She turned to look at Booth and took a moment to calm her suddenly thumping heart.

"Don't sneak up on me like that."

"Sorry. I thought you heard me." He popped open a large umbrella and pulled her in underneath its shelter. Brennan smiled in thanks before looking at him thoughtfully.

"Aren't you supposed to be at your bachelor party?"

"I could ask you the same thing."

"I couldn't take the atmosphere any longer. I needed to get out and clear my head."

"Same here. I'm not one to go to strip clubs and seeing all my friends ogling those women…I just wanted to get out for a while." They began to walk as the rain came in. Light reflecting off of the sidewalk made it shimmer as though it were made of molten silver in the wetness of the evening.

"Are you nervous about tomorrow?" Brennan looked up at Booth's face which was contemplative. After a moment or two, he shook his head.

"No. This is something I've wanted for a while now, you know that."

"I know, but I guess I wanted to be sure."

"Why's that?"

"Well…" Brennan glanced down nervously before taking a deep breath. "I just didn't know if there was anything that would make you change your mind."

"I don't know. I'd probably cancel if there was a terrorist attack or an asteroid hit the earth, or if my best man told me they loved me."

"Funny Booth. Ha ha ha."

"What? I'm being serious."

"Sure you are." Brennan nudged his arm with hers as they continued walking. She shivered slightly as a light breeze blew over them. Booth wrapped his arm around her shoulder as they continued along, neither saying anything. They didn't need to as they moved along. Brennan regarded his words as they moved. She knew he was joking, but she couldn't help but think that there was something that would keep him from saying 'I do' on the morrow. She knew it was what he wanted. He was such the wife, kids and suburban home kind of guy no matter the tough front he'd put up for others.

"Booth?" Seeley looked over at her, curious at her contemplative tone.

"Yeah Bones?"

"How do you know you're in love?"

"It's hard to explain, but I just know. It's…I know you look at love as just a bunch of complimentary hormones or whatever, but there's a lot more to it than that. It's something that I can't really describe only to say that I know who I love and who I'm in love with."

"Ah."

"And what about you?"

"What about me?" They stopped by the reflecting pool, watching as mist created by the weather swirled and muted the light reflecting off of the water. "I guess I've never really looked at it from an emotional standpoint. I know what makes up love biologically, and I've accepted that I have certain attractors that have led me to experience love."

"Isn't there anything you can look at that doesn't involve science? Can't you just take things as they are?"

"I take you as you are. I understand you without having to rely on science. Does that count?" Booth offered her a slight smile, quirking one side of his mouth at her.

"I'll take what I can get I suppose."

"I still can't believe the wedding is tomorrow."

"Technically it's today," Booth said as he checked his watch. "Only a few hours to go."

"Are you nervous?"

"Not really. You know how I feel about marriage and all that." He shrugged as they reached the end of the reflecting pool and turned to head back. "We should probably call it a night since we both have to be up in a few hours."

"You're probably right. I don't envy anyone else their headaches in the morning."

"Neither do I. I told my brother and Hodgins that a bachelor party the night before was a bad idea."

"I said the same thing to Angela. She was determined though, said something about tradition."

"For someone as non-traditional as Angela is, she certainly goes on about it."

"That she does."

"I'm glad I got to see you tonight. Didn't think I'd get the chance to talk before the ceremony."

"Me too, Booth. Me too." She offered him a shy smile and felt herself enveloped in his arms. For a moment she was content, resting her head on his shoulder. When he broke away from her, they walked on in silence, just enjoying each other's company.

XxXxX

"Where did you go last night," Angela asked Brennan as she helped her get dressed. The artist had on some sunglasses to reduce the light sensitivity caused by the intense hangover she was experiencing. The aspirin hadn't kicked in yet, and her coffee wasn't contributing to any mood improvement.

"I went out for a walk. I wanted to clear my head a little bit."

"Funny, Jack said that Booth disappeared around the same time you did last night. Did you see him?"

"Is there some tradition that states I can't see him the night before?"

"Something like that." Angela circled around Brennan, examining her appearance. Her hair was done, makeup applied, and the dress fit beautifully. She was a vision. "Wow, I don't think anyone will be able to take their eyes off of you."

"Angela…"

"I'm being serious Bren. You look incredible. Too good in fact. Now come on, everything starts in about five minutes. Don't want to be late."

"Are you going to be okay? I mean with your hangover and all?"

"I'll be fine. Besides, the only person who'll be looking at me is Jack…not that I mind. Now come on." Angela ushered Brennan out to the entrance hall of the church. As the processional started, the large doors leading into the main area were swung open. The bridesmaids proceeded through with a groomsman heading down the aisle. Brennan took a deep breath before she could move. This was only the second time she'd walked down the aisle of a church, the first being the bridesmaid in Angela's wedding. Well, it was now or never. She stepped in, and began the long march to the front. She could feel Booth's eyes on her as she made her way down the aisle to finally stand next to Booth. He took a moment to look at her and smiled.

"You look beautiful," he whispered and offered her a wink. What was it about this man that could create a warm sensation in the pit of her stomach?

"Still waiting on word from your best man," she teased.

"Don't you know it?" She smiled and looked down at the floor. Now was not the time for this. Now was the time for wedding vows and promises of forever. Brennan's chest seized slightly. Forever was a strong word. It seemed impossible that you could pledge yourself to one person for the rest of your life, and yet that's exactly why they were all gathered in this place of worship.

As the ceremony got underway, she wasn't truly paying attention to what the priest was saying, but was merely trying to remember where to sit, stand and kneel in the appropriate places. This was all part of the tradition, at least for Booth. It still seemed highly foreign to her.

"Is there anyone here who can see fit why these two should not be joined in the bonds of holy matrimony?" Brennan watched as Booth tensed. Did he think that someone was going to intercede? Did he want someone to intercede? Was he having second thoughts at this late stage in the game? She opened her mouth to say something, but wasn't able to get it out. "Then by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

A cheer reverberated through the church and applause broke out as the bride and groom kissed. Brennan wiped away a tear as she watched Booth head up the aisle with his new wife.

AN: I hope the stunned silence I'm receiving at this moment is because maybe you thought you read that last sentence wrong. Well, you didn't. But please keep the outraged cries to a minimum, because I promise you that there is more to this story. Please let me know what you think and whether or not I succeeded in making it seem as though Booth and Brennan were getting married. More to come soon, I promise.