A moment, a love,
A dream, a laugh,
A kiss, a cry,
Our rights, our wrongs.

The Temper Trap - Sweet Disposition

January 2019

'Don't freak out.' Wendell thought when he saw the ring on his not-anymore girlfriend's hand. It was completely obvious what had happened last night.

"Hey." Carlie said waking up rubbing her head with her left hand. "How much did we drink last night?"

"Enough to… look at your hand." Wendell said and Carlie looked at her right hand. "Other hand Carls." She looked at her left hand.

"Oh."

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Twelve Hours Earlier

"Ok, so where do we put your Uncle Phil?" Carlie asked lying flat on her stomach with a pencil in her hand and a writing pad on the bed.

"Preferably not next to your Aunt Sophia." Wendell said handing her the whiskey bottle.

"Oh my God. Why is this so bloody hard?"

"Because our families are weird." Wendell answered. "Why we have to make it big I don't know."

"Me neither. Maybe we should just screw it and go to a wedding chapel here and do it."

"Are you being serious?"

"No of course not. Unless you want to."

"I would marry you tomorrow if it didn't mean dragging all our friends and relatives out to D.C. to do this."

"You know what, let's just do it because this is about you and me and the fact we love each other and we don't need to prove it to anyone else but ourselves." Carlie said getting up and waved her arms.

"You're drunk." Wendell said wrapping his arms around her waist.

"I know what I want to do and I want to marry you today Wendell Bray."

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"Oh?" Wendell asked in confusion.

"Yeah, oh. We got drunk and went to the Chapel of Love and made it official." Carlie answered.

"And you are not freaking out? How are you not remotely freaked out by this?" Wendell asked as Carlie pulled on his shirt.

"I don't know, maybe because I love you and want to spend the rest of my life with you. Like what I told you last night." Carlie said. "You wanted to do this properly didn't you? Not just an impulsion fuelled by alcohol." She smiled understandingly.

"Pretty much."

"Well, for one we are not a normal couple. Marrying in a church would never have happened. When was the last time we did something crazy?"

"Maybe you are right."

"You know I'm right." said Carlie wrapping her arms round his neck and kissed him.

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"Carls, wait are you sure you want to do this?" Wendell asked once he and Carlie arrived at the Chapel of Love.

"Yeah, I'm sure. Are you certain?"

"If it means spending my life with you then yes." answered Wendell kissing her forehead.

"Have you got the rings?"

"Always have them with me baby." He said.

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"This is a great ring. Slight problem though." Carlie said. "It keeps slipping off. Isn't this your grandmother's ring right?"

"Well, your hand is more slender than my grandmother's."

"In other words, I have baby hands."

"Not baby hands. It's just she had man hands."

"I have an idea." She unclipped her necklace and slipped her ring onto it. "Better."

"Looks great on you." Wendell said as he kissed her bare shoulder. "So how are we going to tell the others?"

"We could tell them today but I assume after Booth and Hodgins' shenanigans last night, they won't remember tomorrow because they have massive hangovers. Compared to them, we're sober."

Wendell smiled softly at his wife and cupped her cheek before kissing her softly. "I love you Mrs Bray." He whispered.

"Oh my God. I'm Mrs Carla Jane Bray." Carlie said giggling slightly as she was rolled on top of her husband. "I love you too Dr Bray." She stroked her thumb over his cheekbone before they made love for the rest of the morning.