"Hey guys! We've got some news." Catherine gathered the group's attention. She and Warrick had decided they would tell the guys as a group over breakfast.

"You're not pregnant again, are you?" Greg asked nervously, still recovering from the emotional scars she had given him during her pregnancy.

"No!" She shook her head and shot Greg a look.

"OK then what is it?" Asked an impatient Nick.

"We're engaged!" Catherine grinned and held out her hand to show off her engagement ring.

"Congratulations!" The team sung in unison.

"Catherine, this ring...it's gorgeous!" Sara gasped as she looked at the ring. "Or should I say Warrick, this ring is gorgeous!" She shot him a bright smile.

"So when's the big day?" Nick asked excitedly, feeling a lot more patient now the waitress had brought him his food.

"Oh it won't be for a while yet." Catherine assured them. "It'll take me at least 6 months to a year to plan the whole thing." She looked excitedly at Sara who was avoiding making eye contact with her.

"To a year?" Greg said in disbelief. "How much is there to plan?" He never got an answer to his question just a glare from Catherine and 3 'what are you doing?' looks from the guys.

"Don't worry Greggo!" Cath shot him a smile. "Many hands make light work." She looked pointedly at Sara who reluctantly met her gaze. Warrick gave a little chuckle.

"Yeah and by many hands she means you two." He pointed at Nick and Sara.

"Us? Why only us? Why can't Greg help?" Nick whined. Greg's eyes widened in fear at the thought.

"Because Nicky my boy, you are going to be in the wedding party. I want you to be my best man, man." Warrick smiled at his best friend whose mouth opened and eyes filled up slightly.

"I'd be honoured!" He smiled back and he and Warrick shared a high five.

"And Sara, I was wondering if you would consider being my maid of honour." Catherine asked hopefully. Sara was taken aback.

"Really? Me?"

"Well yeah, we've gotten a lot closer over the last few years and I'd be honoured if you would agree." She smiled at the young brunette sitting facing her with tears in her eyes.

"Of course I will Cath!" She beamed.

"Now our play dates have a purpose." She smiled. Sara forced a smile back. Memories of shopping trips with Catherine flooded into her mind filling her with fear.

-

True to her prediction it took Catherine almost 9 months to plan the wedding, having been slowed down considerably by her return to work, even if it was only part time, and planning Sam's first birthday party. If Sam's party was anything to go by then the wedding would be nothing short of spectacular.

Now with just a week to go before the big day Catherine was in over drive and it was driving everyone around her nuts.

"No! I did not order that! I wanted the peach calla lilies. Peach!...No they are not the same." The florist on the other end of the phone was stressing Catherine out.

"Thank you!" She growled and hung up after the manager had assured her that the correct flowers would be ready for her to pick up the day before the wedding. Taking a deep breath she walked back into the fitting room feeling only slightly calmer than before.

"Oh Lindsey, you look beautiful." She sighed. "Turn! Turn around for me!" She ordered the young blonde. "Oh yes that is perfect!" She smiled at the dress maker kneeling on the floor beside her daughter; finally something was going right.

"Alright Sara! You're turn."

Sara got up from her seat and stood on the small platform by the dressmaker.

"Yes!" Catherine cried out with joy. Delighted that after the disaster that was the last dress fitting, where Lindsey's dress fell off her shoulders and was too big in the hip and Sara's was about a foot too long, that both dresses now fit perfectly. She left the room with the dress maker to settle the bill while Sara and Lindsey changed.

"So do you think the guys are getting it this bad?" Lindsey asked Sara as they dressed.

"Are you kidding? They're probably at your house now playing playstation and drinking beer or something!" Sara rolled her eyes.

"Men!" They both said in unison. Sara laughed at the teenager's attitude. She was a quick study.

"Come on you guys!" Catherine's voice came from the doorway. "I'll buy you a coffee." She smiled at the two tired women in the fitting room and waited for them to follow her out.

-

Six days of frantic phone calls and three breakdowns later the eve of the wedding arrived. Catherine and Warrick's house was going to be used as head quarters for the girls while the guys would be operating out of Sara and Grissom's house.

"Can you believe this?" Warrick asked the other men standing on his front door step. "I'm being kicked out of my own house." He shook his head in disbelief.

"At least your house hasn't been offered up for invasion." Grissom said pointedly, this was the first he had heard any mention of the plan to use their house for headquarters.

"Oh quit complaining." Catherine rolled her eyes. "Oh and don't forget these." She handed them each a piece of paper.

"What are these?" Greg asked.

"Your schedules." Cath said, as if it should have been obvious.

"Schedules?" The men asked.

"Yes. I don't want any mistakes or surprises, so stick to them." She smiled sweetly at them.

"You should feel lucky." Sara walked up behind Catherine. "Ours are about as thick as War and Peace!" The men suddenly felt lucky and developed an urge to leave.

"Alright now, you boys behave without us." Catherine warned and gave Warrick a long kiss goodbye. Sara did the same to Grissom, promising to make it up to him later for not telling him about the guys staying over earlier. The rest of the night in the girls' house was filled with pampering, gossiping and giggling. The rest of the night in the boys' house was spent drinking beers, swapping stories and laughing.

The following morning organised chaos broke out in Catherine's townhouse. In a combination of nervousness and excitement Catherine was completely hyper and woke everyone up at 6am. Her very groggy bridesmaids were then given their orders and set about carrying them out. Both of them would be very glad when this wedding was over.

The first order of business was getting the children dressed. After feeding Lily Sara cleaned her up and got her ready. She wore a teal coloured dress that puffed out from the waist. It matched the bridesmaids' dresses perfectly and was accompanied by little matching teal shoes. Her curly brown hair fell around her face and was decorated by hair band with a little butterfly on it that Grissom had found to match her dress.

"She looks so adorable!" Cried Lindsey who was currently helping her mother negotiate Samuel into his suit. He looked like a shrunken down man in his tiny black dress pants and matching jacket. His white shirt remained open at the collar under his teal cravat over which he wore an off-white waistcoat. The cravat made his eyes sparkle while his dark curly hair gave him a somewhat cheeky look.

"He's gorgeous!" Sara smiled at the sight of the little man.

"Yeah but how long do you think it will last?" Catherine asked, shaking her head.

It was now time for the bridesmaids to get ready, a task that was made that little bit more difficult by the two children playfully crawling and running around their feet. Their dresses were silken in texture and sheen and deep teal in colour, held up by tiny spaghetti straps that led to a modest cut neckline. The skirt flowed out from the waist and came to rest on the floor. Both Sara and Lindsey had their hair curled.

"You both look so beautiful!" Catherine cried from the doorway, on the verge of tears for what was probably the twentieth time that morning.

"Thanks." They both blushed slightly under their flawless make-up.

"Come on Mom!" Said Lindsey pulling her in the direction of her bedroom. "Time to get you ready."

Half an hour later Catherine was ready safe for the twenty intricate buttons that lined the back of her dress. Sara and Lindsey spent twenty minutes working on the buttons and had only managed about 8 of them. The buttons were tiny and hard to keep hold of and, to add to the difficulty of it all, the buttonholes were not so much buttonholes but rather tiny little loops of elastic through which the buttons had to slide.

"Jeez Cath, what's with the buttons?" Sara said through gritted teeth as she passed button number 11 through its elastic loop counterpart.

"I didn't know they would be this hard to do up." Catherine replied defensively, gasping as Lindsey pinched her while fastening button 12. "They just looked pretty!" Sara couldn't help but laugh at the ridiculousness of the situation.

"Yeah well I doubt Warrick will be quite as patient as us tonight after the wedding. He'll probably just rip..." Sara stopped herself from finishing her sentence when she remembered Lindsey was in the room. The teenager laughed.

"It's ok Sara, I know about the birds and the bees and the desires of men." She looked at her mother her who was smiling back at her. "Although for the sake of my sanity I'm very glad you didn't finish that sentence." She shuddered. The older women laughed.

10 minutes later there was a collective sigh of relief as button number 20 was successfully buttoned. Sara and Lindsey now stepped back to admire the bride. Tears fell down Sara's eyes as she held her eyes open and waved trying to stop them from ruining her make-up. Lindsey gasped slightly as she looked at her mother, tears filling her own blue eyes.

"You look amazing Mom!" The teenager sighed. "Warrick's not going to know what hit him." The mother and daughter shared a hug, then pulled Sara in with them making it a group hug. Breaking apart they then set about waking up the babies and loading them into the wedding car that would be arriving in exactly 10 minutes.

-

Over in the boys' house getting ready was a much more calm and relaxed affair. The men got up, got breakfast and then took it in turns to shower. No fuss. Nick then headed to pick up the girls' flowers from the florist, promptly at 10am as per Catherine's schedule. By the time he came back the rest of the guys were almost ready. Taking the last available room, he couldn't help but laugh to himself as he got ready in Lily's sunflower yellow and grass green room complete with bug stickers.

Warrick was in the master bedroom adjusting his cravat when Grissom walked in to retrieve his cuff links.

"Nervous?" He asked the young CSI; Grissom always did have a soft spot for Warrick.

"Excited." He sighed then dropped his head and smiled. "And yeah, nervous."

Grissom laughed and put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"Don't worry about it, it's natural." The older man smiled. "Just means you love her."

"Yeah, I know, just jitters you know?"

"When Sara and I got married...let's just say it was a good thing she was the one walking down the aisle because I don't think my legs would have worked." Grissom laughed, as did Warrick. Feeling a lot better Warrick pulled on his suit jacket.

"Thanks Griss!" He smiled appreciatively at his boss.

"Don't mention it." Holding up the schedule Grissom pointed at it and informed the young man he didn't have time to mention it because the wedding car would be arriving in exactly 3 minutes to pick them all up.

-

The room was decorated to perfection. Flowers decorated the chairs at the ends of the rows and there was a big bunch of calla lilies dressing the 'altar' which was lined with a white silk cloth. Candles hung on the walls in holders giving the room a soft glow and adding to the romantic ambiance. Warrick took his place at the altar with Nick, Greg and Grissom behind him. Brass stood at the entrance and directed the guests to their designated seats. It was also his responsibility to cue the band when Catherine was entering.

The congregation was small, comprised of their closest friends, their remaining family members and a few other people from the office and their neighbourhood. Warrick checked his watch again. He couldn't make out what time the numbers were saying, he was just nervous. Fortunately he didn't have to wait much longer. With a nod Brass instructed the band to begin playing and he made his way to his seat.

The first people to walk, or rather toddle, down the aisle were Lily and Sam. When they reached the altar, Grissom picked Lily up in his arms and Sam stood beside Warrick. The resemblance between them was apparent as they stood side by side in their matching outfits.

Next Sara and Lindsey walked down the aisle together. Their teal coloured dresses floating along the carpet that covered the aisle. In front of them they held the bouquets of peach calla lilies that Nick had picked up from the florists; the peach complimented their dresses beautifully. They took their places facing the boys and turned to watch Catherine as she walked down the aisle.

Walked wasn't exactly the word to describe it, it looked more like she was floating down the aisle in her off-white, off the shoulder wedding gown. With each step she took, more of the detailed in the material that lined the pleat in the front of the dress revealed itself. Her hair was wavy and hanging round her face, upon which there was the biggest grin any of the crowd had ever seen her wear. She looked stunning.

"You look beautiful!" Warrick said softly as she took her place beside him. "Are you ready?" He asked, his voice carrying a hint of nervousness.

"Let's do this." She smiled back at him and they both turned to face the priest.

Tears filled the eyes of their guests as they watched their two friends finally exchange their vows.

"Do you, Warrick Brown, take this woman, Catherine Willows, to be your lawful wedded wife? To have and to hold, for richer and for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death parts you?" The minister asked. Warrick gave his partner a bright smile and replied.

"I do."

"Do you, Catherine Willows, take this man, Warrick Brown, to be your lawful wedded husband? To have and to hold, for richer and for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death parts you?" The minister turned to Catherine who looked into Warrick's sparkling green eyes and, blinking back tears of her own, responded.

"I do."

"Well then, by the power vested in me by the state of Nevada I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

The minister gave Warrick a small nod and he leaned in and planted a soft but searing kiss on his bride before they turned to face to congregation as man and wife. Warrick picked Sam up in his arms and Catherine wrapped her arm around Lindsey and they walked up the aisle as one, big, happy family.

A/N: So I didn't want to break this to you at the start of the chapter, because well I thought it best not to spoil it for ya's, but I think this is going to be the last chapter of this fic. I want to thank all you you who read it and especially tose of you who took the time to write a review. You're support helped keep the story going. I only hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it

Thanks, Emma