Twinkle Time Chapter 7

A/N- I noticed that I haven't posted in forever. Have you ever tried to type with a ringpop on your finger. So not worth it, but still, all my mistakes, blame it on the strawberry ring pop!

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Vegas was always bright and gaudy, but was somehow different in the holidays. Sara and Grissom walked in the colder breeze of the night. It wasn't all that often that they got a day off together. Two days after the new year, and they were walking the streets full of holiday cheer, just starting to wind down.

Sara was wearing a trademark scarf, and Grissom's arm on her hip. Grissom, his new leather jacket. The lights blinked and twinkled. Sort of. They continued to walk, chatting and having discussions about little things.

Stopping in one of the store fronts, Grissom looked in at the different sparkles.

"What do you think?" He asked Sara, who was staring up at the many lights.

"About what? They're pretty."

"No, about the whole thing."

"I...don't know."

"If I asked you right now, what would you say?"

"I think I'd say yes, but maybe not for the sames reasons you would want to."

"What are your reasons?"

"I don't know. Having something stable. Perminance in a hectic off-balance world." She smiled at him.

"I'd do it for love."

"Love?"

"Yes."

They both stood there.

"Sara Sidle, marry me."

"Okay."

"Now."

"Now?"

"Yes. Let's go to the lab, pick everyone up, and just find someone to marry us."

"Are you even thinking about what you're saying?"

"I've never thought about anything more."

Sara stod there, looking at him. "Okay."

"Really?"

"Yes."

First, they stopped at PD to pick up Brass.
Getting back to the lab, they walked through the halls looking for everyone.

The first person who they bumped into was Greg.

"Hey guys, I thought you two had off? Do we have a case."

"C'mon Greg," Sara smiled, looping her arm in his.

"Well, okay, Sara," Greg smiled, silenced by Sara's arm.

They wove through to the breakroom.

Nick and Warrick were playing PS2.

"Oh, ohh, ohh, Now I got'cha!" Nick yelled as he turned sideways.

"You're such a cheat," complained Warrick.

"Hey guys," Grissom interrupted.

"Hey, what are you guys doing here? What's going on?"

Greg piped up from Sara's arm, "Come on, they're taking us hostage somewhere.

"Beats sitting around here."

The two rose and joined the rest of the group.

The final stop was Catherine's office. She was on the phone when they pushed the door open. Within three seconds, she wrapped up the call. "What's everyone doing here?"

"Taking a rode trip, "Offered Warrick.

"Where?"

"You'll see," hinted Grissom as everyone headed out to the parking lot. They piled into a single Denali, Grissom driving with Catherine next to him, Brass and Warrick in the backseat, and Sara squeezed in between Nick and Greg in the middle.

"Is someone going to tell us where we're going?" Called Brass.

"It's a suprise," Grissom said for the last time.

The trip took a thirty minute drive out of town, to a little hall. Everyone jumped out, and Sara caught up with Grissom.

"Where are we?"

"Is this okay? I know someone who owes me a favor."

"Uh, okay?"

They walked through the many halls to one of the rooms. Grissom knocked lightly. The door opened to reveal an older man, in a nice suit.

"Gil? Gil Grissom?! How long has it been! I haven't seen you in forever!"

"Yes, years flies fast when older and they shorter."

"Is that why you're here? Have your years flown fast?" The man's eyes twinkled knowingly.

"Yes they have."

"Wonderful! I'll be ready in a very short time. Head down to room one, you remember where it is, right?"

"Of course, we'll be waiting."

They walked down the halls, following Grissom.

"Who was that, and what are we doing here?"Catherine called from the back of the group

"That is an old friend, Micheal, who is now a justice of the peace."

They reached a room that Grissom opened the door to, flicking the lights. The soft blue walls were displayed in the white lights. Grissom looked around with his eyebrows creased.

Just then Micheal entered, book in hands. "Okay, let's get going."

"Mike?" Grissom asked.

"Yeah?"

"Can we take this outside?"

"Whatever you want, it's your big day," He whispered under his breath, "finally."

"I heard that," Grissom smirked.

"I wanted you to."

So, the lights were turned out and the procession was led outside, all the time trying to get Grissom to spill about what the hell was going on.

Once they were outside, Grissom stood next to Mike.

"Okay, darling let's stand over here," he held out a hand to Catherine.

"Mike?"

"What now? To the roof?" He joked.

"Wrong person," Grissom mentioned.

"Oh, I get it," He held his hand out to Brass, "Then you're going to have to stand over here."

Grissom chuckled and the team looked at each other. Who the hell had heard Grissom chuckle before?

Sara cleared her throat from the other side of Brass.

"OH! What a relief! You had me scared there for a second, Gil. Let's go sweatheart."

Sara grasped Mike's hand and stood across from Grissom.

Greg called out from the back of the group, "If we're gonna make a crop circle, we're doing it all wrong!"

Sara glared at him, and Mike made no attention, starting, "Dearly beloved-"

"OH MY GOD!" Catherine yelled, "You're getting MARRIED! What is WRONG with you two! It's the middle of the night and SARA! You're wearing jeans and a scarf!"

Sara smirked, "Not true, I'm wearing my butterfly necklace also, she took the chain out from under her shirt.

Catherine rolled her eyes, "I object! You two have to have a normal wedding! Please! I'll plan it!"

"Catherine, we would like to continue, if you want, you can go back to the car and sulk, or you can be happy that we're getting married," Grissom calmly told her.

Catherine stood there, "But Sara...is...jeans," She started, and put her hand over her mouth as tears started flowing. She hugged Sara, "Oh my god! You could have warned me!"

"You're not the one who's supposed to be crying," Sara pointed out, smiling.

"You're right, I'm going back to my patch of grass."

Catherine stood back in her spot, and Warrick wrapped an arm around her.

So the ceremony continued, and everyone, though fairly surprised were ultimately happy for the couple.