The next morning Reid woke up in his bed, rolled over, and found that he was alone. Making a mental note that he never wanted to wake up without Luke again, Reid was nevertheless incredibly nervous about the day. He had never wanted to get married, but then the annoying, Richie Rich, Snyder boy blackmailed and kidnapped him. Now here he was waking up on the day he was getting married to that same annoying, Richie Rich, Snyder boy.

Smiling despite himself, Reid got out of bed and went to the kitchen to make himself breakfast – scrambled eggs and bacon. When he had finished eating and put the dirty dishes in the sink, Reid went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. He had never realized how empty the apartment was without Luke.

Just as he was coming out of the bathroom the doorbell rang. When he opened the door, his best friend and ex-roommate was standing there smiling, dressed in blue dress she had once worn to the disaster of Alison Stewart and Casey Hughes's wedding.

"Hi!" she said very perkily.

"Hi, Katie. Where're Doogie and Jacob?" Reid said, stepping aside so she could enter the apartment.

"They're meeting me at the farm. Why aren't you dressed?" Katie demanded.

"I just woke up," Reid said, shutting the door.

"You're getting married in two hours. You should be heading to the farm!" Katie said.

"Why do I have to get ready now and sit at the farm for two hours? Why can't I just hang out here for an hour and then go over?" Reid said, sitting down on the couch and turning the TV on.

"Because there's stuff to do before the wedding!" Katie said, grabbing the remote out of Reid's hand and shutting off the television, ignoring the digusted look on the doctor's face.

"Go get dressed now!" Katie said, grabbing his hand, pulling him off the couch, and pushing him towards his bedroom.

Ten minutes later, Reid walked back into room wearing a pair of jeans and his favorite maroon button-down shirt.

"You're not serious?" Katie asked, her eyes wide.

"What?"

"You cannot seriously be wearing jeans to your wedding?"

"I'm not. Luke had the tuxedos sent to the farm," Reid said, grabbing a jacket and his keys.

"Phew!" Katie said, relieved.

"Are we going or not?" Reid said, holding the door open for her. She nodded and left, Reid following and shutting the door behind him.

In twenty minutes Reid and Katie were parking in the driveway of the Snyder farm which they could see was decked out for the special occasion.

"I must be nuts to be doing this," Reid said staring at the decorations on the front of the house and not moving to get out of the car.

"Come on," Katie said, unbuckling his seatbelt for him, getting out of the car, and opening his door for him.

"Who am I kidding? I can't do this," Reid said, still resolutely sitting in the car.

"Yes you can," Katie said, taking his hand and pulling him out of the car.

Still horrified that he was getting married, Reid let Katie frog-march him inside the farmhouse where there were more lavish decorations which made him hate himself even more.

Just as the screen door slammed shut behind him, Reid and Katie were greeted with shouts.

"Reeeeid!" Ethan and Natalie came running towards him and nearly knocked him over in their excitement to hug him.

"Natalie, Ethan, come back here! You're not finished!" Lily said, walking into the kitchen holding a hairbrush and looked harried.

"Hello, Reid," she said, smiling. "Hello, Katie."

"Hi, Lily," Katie said, trying to pry Ethan off of Reid.

"Chris and Jacob aren't here yet," Lily said to Katie.

"It's okay," Katie responded, freeing Reid and nudging the kids back to their mother.

"Reid, you're tuxedo is waiting for you in the guest bedroom upstairs," Lily said sitting Ethan and Natalie down at the kitchen table so that she could resume brushing their hair.

"Thanks, Lily," Katie said; Reid simply stared at her. "He's a little nervous," Katie added, seeing the slightly worried look on the Lily's face.

"So is Luke," Lily said, understanding.

"Let's go, Reid," Katie said, again taking his hand and leading him upstairs.

With Katie in the lead, they passed Luke's room – the door was closed to prevent Reid from seeing him – and found the guest room where Reid's tuxedo lay neatly on the bed.

When he saw the penguin suit, Reid seemed to come out of his catatonic state and said, "I really, really am not meant to do this."

"Yes you are! Now put on the tux!" Katie ordered and left the room.

After what she deemed a sufficient amount of time for a brain surgeon to have been able to put on a suit, Katie knocked on the door.

"Reid? Are you okay?"

"Yeah," was the answer, quiet and hoarse.

When she opened the door, Katie found Reid sitting dejectedly in the armchair by the window, staring into space, his bowtie hanging undone around his neck.

"Oh, Reid, you've got really bad cold feet," Katie said, shutting the door.

"Marriage really is not my thing. I mean, really, what's the point? It's not like it makes the love any stronger. I'll love Luke just as much if we're not married than if we are," Reid said, looking at Katie, who had sat down on the bed, and running his hands through his hair.

"I'm absolutely certain that that's true," Katie said. "But you asked Luke to marry you for a reason. What was that reason?"

"I had been having dreams about our wedding," Reid said promptly.

"Okay. And you, Mr. Hotshot Brain Surgeon, know as well as I do, that those kinds of dreams have meanings. You were dreaming about marrying Luke because it's what your heart wanted. You may not like weddings, Reid, but a lot has changed about you since Luke. You've done things that the Dr. Oliver I first met wouldn't have done in a million years. You quit your job because of Luke! If that's not a testament to how much you love him, I don't know what is," Katie said, smiling.

"Exactly!" Reid affirmed, his voice higher and louder than was necessary. "So why do I have to prove it again? Like this?"

"Because you want to," Katie said, getting off the bed, bending over Reid, and tying his bowtie.

Reid stared at her as though he didn't believe her.

"Can you do something for me?" Katie said, taking Reid's hands in hers and sitting back down on the bed.

"What?"

"Close your eyes." Reid continued to stare. "Please. Just humor me." Reid closed his eyes. "Great. Now I want you to clear your head of all thoughts. Just wipe it clean."

"That's not possible. The mind isn't a blank slate. It can't just be erased –" Reid started to say in his most neurologist voice.

"Reid! Just try! Pretend you know no neuroscience, that you know nothing. Almost as if you have amnesia. No thoughts whatsoever. Are you doing it?"

Reid nodded.

"Good. Now I want you to feel. Feel what your heart is telling you to do. What does it want?"

"Luke," Reid said immediately, his eyes still closed. "Forever."

"And what better way to show him that then by standing up in front of his family and marrying him?" Katie said, grinning.

Reid opened his eyes and looked at his friend.

"I still don't think I can do this."

"Then don't think," Katie said. "Sometimes it's about what you feel."