"Hey, Rae. You are aware that other people have to change before the wedding, right?" Amanda called through the heavy wood door of the bathroom. I adjusted the strap on my white "wedding" dress, then gave my hair one last fluff.

"I'm the bride, I'm allowed to take my time!" I shouted back. I cringed as my voice echoed off of the walls and high ceiling. My intern for the day, Natalie, smiled at me in the mirror. She had helped me into my dress and even a little with my hair. The hospital had put me on temporary release for six hours so that Bosco and I could get ready for the wedding, have the actual ceremony, and then a reception, but had made it mandatory that I take an intern. In case I ended up overextending myself. They had also put a quick strike against an immediate honeymoon, leaving Bosco and I with the only option of waiting until I was released from the hospital by myself.

The hospital's lovely wedding gift was a bouquet of flowers, complete with a charming oxygen tank and a fashionable wheelchair. Needless to say, I was elated. My nurses and Donovan, however, had pitched in and bought Bosco and I a new set of silverware and 20 coupons for free Edy's Ice Cream since they had caught Bosco sneaking in ice cream for me countless times.

I wheeled myself to the door and opened it. Three pairs of eyes flew toward me.

"Wow, look at you!" my Mom cried, her eyes promptly filling with joyous tears.

"Sexy," Amanda winked playfully.

"I wish I was getting married," Cassie sighed deeply. I could tell her mind was on her recent breakup with her longtime boyfriend, Jason. I smiled what I hope was a comforting smile, then let Amanda into the bathroom. She and Cassie were to be my bridesmaids and had picked out matching powder-baby blue dresses, but with different lengths. I couldn't pick a maid of honor between the two, so Jimmy was volunteered by Kim and Carlos to dress in drag and take the title. He had given them the dirtiest of looks and told me that he'd walk me down the aisle instead. Which worked out fine, since I hadn't seen my father since I was three.

"What's wrong?" I asked Mom, noticing an odd look on her face. She shook her head, but the sigh she let out told me something was wrong. "Mom, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," she plastered a smile on her lips. I sighed inwardly, growing tired of the game she played when she didn't want to ruin the moment.

"Mother," I said more sternly.

"I just wish you would've called us while you were in the hospital. That's all," she answered in a tiny voice. I felt my heart drop into the soles of my high heels. "But, we're here now. That's all that matters. You enjoy your day, sweetheart."

* * *

Bosco pushed himself off of the wooden bench with a deep sigh and crossed the room. He adjusted his tie in the large mirror, then smoothed down a stray hair. Not that it would matter, since his officer's hat would be perched on his head in a few minutes. He stared critically into the mirror, inspecting every inch of his body. He was in his best uniform, the one they were supposed to wear at funerals and weddings. Black, shiny patent leather shoes, black trousers, a pressed white button-down shirt with a black tie, and his black blazer - adorned with the appropriate awards and a gold 55 in each of the lapels.

"Nervous?"

"Huh?" Bosco drug his eyes away from the mirror and let them land on Jimmy. He was wearing his best firefighter's suit, smiling from ear to ear. His uniform wasn't much different than Bosco's. They looked the same except for Jimmy's gold stripe up the pant legs, gold trimming on the wrists, white gloves, and a white hat with gold trim.

"That's the fifth time you've fixed you tie in a span of two minutes. Nervous?"

"Not really," Bosco answered non-chalantly. Jimmy rolled his eyes, then pulled his hat on. He glanced at the large plastic clock on the wall of the church.

"Ten minutes and counting," he grinned. Bosco's mouth dropped a little in surprise. He could've sworn last time he checked there was still two hours, but sure enough, when he checked there was ten minutes until the ceremony would begin. He placed his palms on the wall and leaned toward the mirror for an even more critical overview of his appearance. His suit was pressed, not a wrinkle to be found anywhere, his shoes were glistening underneath the fluorescent lighting. He looked away from his inspection as someone knocked and peered in.

"Hey, are you ready?" Ty nodded at Jimmy. He stepped in and promptly shut the door. Unfortunately he shut it in his partner's face. Sully pushed through the shutting door, then shut the door himself. He shot an annoyed look at the back of Ty's head. They were both dressed in their own uniforms.

"Yea, I was just harassing Bosco," Jimmy smiled good-naturedly. He joined Bosco at the mirror, giving himself a quick look-over. He clapped Bosco on his padded shoulder and gave him a teasing grin. "Hubby's nervous."

"Yea, bite me," Bosco smirked sarcastically. He slid the uncomfortable police hat onto his head and turned to his friends. He threw his palms out to the air in a "So? How do I look?" gesture. He was answered by three pairs of thumbs ups. Bosco threw his own thumbs into the air, then clapped his hands together. "Alright. Let's hit the road."