The only light in the dark room came from the floor to ceiling window next to the bed. The crescent moon peeked out from behind a cloud to shine on them. Her skin appeared to glow from under her golden locks. His eyes shined as he watched her inhale and exhale slowly. They laid together in a twist of sheets, some having fallen down upon their clothes.

Jaime trailed his fingers along her arm softly. He was careful not to wake her after such a tiring day. They had been apart for the first half and dancing the last half. They could barely get a second alone before a well-meaning friend came to congratulate them on getting married. By the time they got to the hotel they were ready to collapse. They helped each other out of their clothes, getting a bit frisky along the way. After a few activities they managed to fall asleep.

Cassie had fallen asleep and stayed that way. Jaime slept for a while until the scarab alerted him to yelling coming from outside. He had to get up, stumble to the window, and watch as a group of drunken women to confirm the scarab his suspicions. After he crawled back into bed sleep kept slipping from his grasp. It didn't matter that he only slept ten minutes or that it was that time when it could either be very late at night or very early in the morning.

He brought the covers up to her shoulders when she shivered slightly. Deciding that that wasn't enough he placed a hand against her back. After a few nudges he managed to get her against his chest. She fidgeted slightly at the displacement, but stayed asleep.

Putting on clothes would be a more effective way to get warm.

He couldn't be that annoyed with the scarab. It had been good at keeping his comments to a minimum throughout the day. He must have understood how important this was to Jaime, even though he didn't get why a ceremony had to take place when the Wondergirl was already his. Jaime was grateful for it.

It was still hard for him to believe they just got married. Everything went by in such a blur that he was glad there would be recordings and pictures to look at. The only things that remained vivid in his mind was Cassie. Cassie walking down the aisle. Cassie saying I do. Placing the ring on Cassie. Kissing Cassie. Dancing with Cassie. Cutting the cake with Cassie. Cassie smiling.

"Jai?" He looked down at Cassie who was staring at him with one eye still closed. "Why aren't you sleeping?"

The corner of his mouth quirked up. "I'm scared that when I wake up all this will be a dream."

"Dork," She lifted her hand and let gravity bring it down on his shoulder. "We have a plane to catch at…"

"Seven. And I'll sleep ya mismo."

Cassie opened both her eyes, lifting up their intertwined hands. Their rings could barely be seen in the dark surrounding them. "So we're married now."

"That's why you bought that white dress." He placed small kisses on her fingers.

She closed her eyes again, cuddling up to her personal space heater. Scenes of the wedding replaying in her mind. Freaking out over not having the right color lipstick. Worrying that she would trip down the aisle. Happily dancing with all her friends and family. Getting to the hotel. And Jaime.

"This is the first time we sleep in the same bed as a married couple. Do you feel different?" She opened her eyes to watch his expression.

He thought about it for a while. His eyebrows lifting up slightly in thought. "I feel like the luckiest man in el mundo, but that's nothing new. You?"

Her heart had not slowed down since she became Mrs. Reyes. She had just married the man she loved more than anyone else. She had her whole future in front of her with endless possibilities and challenges. They were flying out to the Caribbean tomorrow – er, today.

"I feel…extremely happy."

"How happy is extremely?"

"I'm over the moon," she said through a yawn. "We really need to sleep."

The Wondergirl is correct. Readings show that if you do not you will not be able to function correctly.

He let out a yawn much to her amusement. Jaime kissed her once before making himself more comfortable. "Buenas noches, wife."

"Good night, esposo."