Shutting the door to the rented storage locker, Cameron pressed her thumb against the keypad, allowing it to read her print. Satisfied her backpack was safe for the time being, Cameron picked up a second pack and shouldered it. Checking the area around the small, family run storage business, Cameron deemed it safe to leave and stepped out into the crowded throng of shoppers and passersby.

Calling up her HUD, Cameron checked the coordinates of her present location and selected the quickest route to the abbey. With plenty of time to spare, Cameron decided to make a stop at a small shop. Ignoring the other customers, she walked slowly about the shop, looking for what a specific pair of items.

Spotting her objective, Cameron scanned the two items. Satisfied, she motioned for the shopkeeper. He hurried over and smiled, asking Cameron if she had found something of interest. She said nothing in response, merely pointing at the two objects.

"Would you like to examine these, ma'am?"

Cameron nodded and placed her hands on the counter.

"You have a good eye," the proprietor said in his cheerful banter trying to engage Cameron. He placed the items on a black cloth for Cameron to examine. She leaned over and examined each carefully, touching neither. Satisfied, Cameron stood up and fished out a small coin purse. She examined the contents of the purse and fished out several coins, placing them on the black cloth.

"Ma'am, I'd be happy to sell these, but that's not the price," the proprietor said firmly, motioning towards the coins Cameron had offered in payment.

"It is what you will accept," Cameron replied, her soft voice edged with menace. "The serial numbers have been removed from both. These are illegal."

"Those have serial numbers," the man protested.

"New ones have been engraved," Cameron monotoned. "The original serial numbers were…"

"Okay, okay," the proprietor said, noting the blank expression on Cameron's face had been replaced with a stern look of foreboding.

Pocketing the coins, he picked the two items up and wrapped each in a black cloth before placing each in a small wooden box. Cameron picked up the boxes and placed them in her pack.

Watching his customer leave, the proprietor shook his head. Customers like the young woman were bad for business. She knew too much and was able to drive a hard bargain. His profit had been a mere ten percent, exactly ten percent.

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"Where is Cameron?"

"Mom, I don't know," John answered harshly. "She knows what time the ceremony starts. Cameron won't be late."

Frustrated with his mother's constant pacing and questions about Cameron and anything else Sarah could think of was getting on John's nerves. Wearing a rented suit wasn't helping his mood either. Inara had despaired of calming Sarah and wisely departed from the room where the Connors waited.

Creaking doors announced Cameron's arrival in the abbey's chapel. Nonchalantly, the cyborg made her way into the room located on the side of the chapel. Seconds later she emerged and made her way to the room where Sarah waited.

"Where have you been girlie?"

"I had several errands to run. There was plenty of time," Cameron noted with her usual irritating calm. She sat down and pulled her boots off, neatly placing them beside the chair. Just as neatly she stuffed her socks down in the boots.

"You could have contacted us," John said.

"Don't be snippy," Cameron replied, ignoring John. She stood up, unfastened her belt, and unbuttoned her form fitting pants. With a wiggle of her hips, Cameron let the pants fall to the floor. Before Sarah or John could say a word, Cameron slipped her t-shirt off, unfastened her bra, and tossed both on top of her pants.

"Cameron!"

"Sarah, John is my husband now," Cameron monotoned. Pulling open her pack, Cameron extracted the blue dress River had made. Without so much as a glance at John, who was busy ogling his wife, Cameron slipped the dress on. "Besides, you are likely to be in a similar state of undress a few hours from now with your new husband. Please don't criticize me for doing the same thing."

"Oh! Brain damage, Cameron! How many times do I have to tell you not to put those images in my mind!"

"John, the power of suggestion is not that strong in your case," Cameron replied coolly. "It they were, you would have married me much sooner."

Sputtering in anger but too embarrassed to press home an effective verbal attack against Cameron, Sarah stood and watched as the terminatress combed her hair, fixed her makeup, and checked her behind in the mirror before finally smoothing the dress one final time.

Without speaking Cameron examined Sarah, shook her head in dismay and began brushing the older woman's hair with her fingers. Stepping back to admire her handiwork, Cameron smiled.

"You look perfect."

"Where have you been," Sarah finally got out.

"If you must know," Cameron began.

"I insist, Tin Miss! This is a big day for me and for John!"

Cameron frowned in disapproval at being chastised. "I was picking up wedding gifts for you and Jayne."

The door to the room cracked open and Inara's face peeked in. "It's almost time." Slipping through the door and shutting it gently behind her, Inara looked her former rival over closely with the practiced eye of a companion.

"Sarah, you look stunning!"

"Thank you. The dress fits perfectly."

Inara smiled sweetly, keeping her snide comment to herself. Today was not the day to point out the fact the companion had been forced to let the dress out nearly an inch to accommodate Sarah's rear end.

Noting the expression on Inara's face and correctly judging the companion's silent thought, Cameron moved close and whispered.

"If you should wear this wedding gown again for a client's fantasy or possibly your own wedding, you'll have to let the gown out even more. Either that or lose three pounds of mass in your gluteal area," Cameron added, smiling faintly as she left the room to look for River.

Spotting her friend standing at the back of the chapel with Derek and the other members of the crew, Cameron walked over and pulled River aside.

"Twin and the girl look stunning in the same dress, don't you think?"

"Yes," Cameron replied quickly. "Everyone looks pretty in the blue dresses you made for us."

"Twin is grumpy today," River noted. "Happy day! Twin should be pleased for Mother Sarah and Jayne not a girl."

"I am," Cameron replied before whispering, "Was Simon able to find a supplier?"

"Yes, but only for about half of what is needed. Did Twin find what she was looking for?"

"Yes and no," Cameron answered. "I will have to seek the other items elsewhere."

"Mother Sarah must marry first."

"I know."

"Simon will need to discuss matters with you before you look for the other items."

Cameron nodded and did not speak. River gently guided Cameron back to the group where they waited patiently for Jayne and the Captain to arrive.

"Simon, isn't this exciting and romantic?" Kaylee warbled.

For once, Simon answered correctly.

"Yes, Kaylee. You're right."