The sound of the wind chimes on the porch drifted in on the breeze softly blowing through the open window of the cabin. Sara drew lazy circles on Nick's bare chest as she lay in the comfort of his embrace. Nick's fingers stroked Sara's hair. Sara smiled as she spoke, "I can't believe we're really here."

Nick chuckled, "Me either. You were so worth the wait."

The last few months had been a whirlwind. They barely had an evening off together and when they did, Grissom seemed to always need one or both of them on a case. In the midst of that though, they had managed to plan a wedding.

Catherine had been an immense help to Sara. They managed to get a designer wedding gown at half the price. And on Sara's willowy frame, the gown was mesmerizing. Nick was speechless as he watched her walk down the aisle.

Could anyone have been more handsome than Nick as he stood there waiting for Sara next to the minister? Sara didn't think so. All eyes were on the bride and groom who only had eyes for each other.

Nick's parents had insisted on renting out a prestigious country club in Vegas for the wedding. His entire family had come from Texas and his grandmother kept dabbing at her eyes throughout the ceremony as Nick and Sara pledged their vows to each other.

Sara's parents had come in from San Francisco. Her brother and his wife almost didn't make it. Their plane had engine trouble and almost had to turn around and land in LA, but they made it in time.

Sara had Catherine stand in as her maid of honor, and Nick had Warrick as his best man. Lindsey and one of Nick's nephews made up the rest of the small wedding party as flower girl and ring bearer.

Nick chuckled.

Sara turned her head to look at him, "What's so funny, Nicky?"

He grinned at her, "I was just thinking about how Grissom caught the garter."

Sara giggled, "Yeah, the look on his face was priceless."

Nick's fingers trailed up and down Sara's bare back, "Nice touch throwing the bouquet at Catherine."

"I just think the two of them could use a good shove." Sara concluded.

A large smile had spread across Catherine's face as Sara had flung the bouquet at her. And a wry grin had crossed it when she had seen how Nick made sure Grissom caught the garter, which was no small fete considering how many nephews he had.

Nick's fingers trailed down to Sara's hip. "You know, I can think of much more interesting things to do than talk about our coworkers."

Sara grinned and allowed her fingers to trail down his chest, coming to rest just above his belly button. "Really? Like what?"

Nick's fingers caressed her waist, "Oh, I don't know. We've got a week alone in this cabin with no cell phones."

"Hmm, so it's doubtful we'll be interrupted by Grissom." Sara observed, her fingers tracing his belly button.

"Or anyone else for that matter." Nick grinned and rolled onto his side, pushing Sara onto her back.

Sara looked up at her husband, and grinned back, "Hmm. So far I'm really liking this scenario." Her fingers reached up and caressed his cheek.

Nick's fingers fanned out over her tiny waist, his thumb caressing her belly button. He grinned devilishly and his fingers began to lightly graze her bare side and she began to squirm as giggles broke out.

Between giggles, Sara managed to blurt out, "Nick Stokes, that tickles!"

Nick rolled on top of her and pinned her to the mattress as he continued tickling her. Sara finally managed to grab one of his hands, lacing her fingers with his. Her other hand cupped the nape of his neck, fingers playing at his short hair. As her giggles subsided, she looked up at him with a mischievous expression, "Mmm, that's not really what I had in mind, Mr. Stokes."

Nick grinned at her, "What did you have in mind, Mrs. Stokes?"

"Oh, something more like this," Sara pulled Nick down for a kiss.

"I like how you think," Nick replied, deepening the kiss. Their lips parted and they allowed their tongues to explore and dance. Hands slowly caressed bare skin, a peppering of kisses followed. Fingers caressed and explored, guided by cries of pleasure. Nick's hands gripped Sara's hips; their legs tangling in an intimate embrace as their bodies became one.

The sound of wind chimes on the porch drifted in through the open window as the newlyweds lay entwined in each others arms, spent from the bliss they had just shared.

~*~*~* The End *~*~*~