Thanks for all the reviews! And as promised, the WEDDING!

(And don't be too surprised by Greg . . .)

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Grissom, by some divine intervention, somehow made it possible for the all the night shift CSIs and Greg to get the night before the wedding off. Unfortunately for Sara, she would have rather been working in the attempt to keep her mind off of the next day. But as luck would have it, the wedding was going to be in the morning, so she had to sleep for at least a few hours beforehand. Not that she got any sleep anyway.

Catherine, Sara, two of Nick's sisters, Rita and Michelle, and Sara's niece, Andrea, all crowded into the little room at the back of the church. After finally figuring out which bridesmaids' dresses belonged to whom, they had under an hour to get ready and transform Sara for the biggest day of her life.

"Okay, Sara," Catherine, who was the maid of honor looking slightly panicky, started, "What have you got that's old, new, borrowed, and blue?"

Sara and the rest of the bridesmaids looked at her like she had just lost her head, when it occurred to them that she was talking about the old wedding tradition. "Well," Sara began, as she looked herself and her belongings over, "the dress is new. I borrowed your wig; Andrea's lent me her bracelet, which is from my aunt, so it's old. Um, but I haven't been able to find anything blue."

Chaos, due to nerves, ensued. Andrea began running in and out of the door in search of something that they could use. Nick's sisters began rifling through their bags only coming up with a blue ballpoint pen. Catherine was pacing until she saw the aforesaid pen. "That's it!" she cried, "We'll just have to draw something on you with the pen!"

A collective, "What?" issued forth from the mouths of all the other woman in the room.

"I said, 'we'll just have to draw something on you with the pen'. It's blue. That's the last thing we need to conform to tradition."

"Nice," Andrea replied, the first one to get over the shock.

"So," Catherine began, all business again, "where do you want the 'tattoo'?"

Sara thought for a moment, trying to find a place where no one would see it. "How about the inside of my ankle. Flower sound good?" she suggested.

"Sounds good," Rita replied with a smile. She proceeded to draw the little flower expertly onto the inside of Sara's left ankle.

"Okay, now that all that stuff is finished, what do you say we play Barbie with our bride?" Catherine asked, trying to make sure that they were all on schedule.

"Okay," Rita and Michelle answered in unison. Rita began on the makeup and Michelle on Sara's hair, since they were, respectively, a makeup artist and hairstylist. Catherine and Andrea stayed well out of the way of the beautification process, but it didn't hinder them from giving some "helpful" hints.

With a little less than five minutes to spare, they were ready, and were making final checks to make sure that they had not forgotten anything.

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"Will you stop moving, man," Warrick complained to Nick, who was fidgeting, "I swear, cockroaches don't move as much, and they can change direction about 25 times a second."

"Sorry, but you're not getting married in about two minutes," Nick replied, looking at his friend who was seated at the grand piano. He began to shift his weight from one foot to the other.

"Nick. Relax." Grissom ordered from where he was standing, just a few feet away from the anxious groom.

"Yeah, bro," Greg called out from beside Warrick, "You might just fall off the platform if you keep moving."

Nick was about to retort in his own defense, when his father walked up the flight of stairs, put his hands firmly on his shoulders, and said, "Son, stop moving. You're going to make yourself an embarrassment. And then your bride won't want to marry you, and I for one, would be very disappointed if you don't get married today." Nick was so shocked that he stood stock still, and barely moved a muscle.

"That's better," Grissom commented.

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The wedding, by all means, was not what one could consider "traditional". For one, half of the groomsmen were up by the altar playing the wedding march, and they didn't have a flower girl, since Lindsay, Catherine's daughter, could not come, and they did not know of any other little girls who would be able to do that.

The first notes resounded through the small church, and Sara didn't even try to fight her smile. She recalled how she and Nick both decided that they did not want to hear the traditional wedding march because it was too cliched, and how she proposed Canon in D Minor. Nick had just shaken his head, and said that the song was also too cliched to be used on their special day. When Sara asked for a suggestion, he had suggested "Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring", or at least, the musical accompaniment. And here it was, with Warrick playing the piano score, and Greg, surprisingly, playing the violin. That fact reinforced the knowledge that they actually didn't know that much about their favorite lab tech. When they had approached Warrick with that favor, Greg had begged almost immediately to play it too, and that's when they found out about his classical musical training.

"Honey," Sara's dad asked as they maneuvered themselves into the aisle, "Who picked this music? It's heavenly."

"Nick did."

"You mean your man from Texas? I thought all he knew was country music," her dad replied in shock.

"That's what I thought too, until I saw his collection of classical CDs mixed in with an array of everything else from reggae to folk music."

"I'd have to say you found yourself a winner, Sara."

"I know."

They marched slowly down the aisle, camera flashes going off every couple of seconds or so. Sara could make out Nick's face by that time, and was pleased to see the emotions that were so evident on it. She looked over to the right, where Warrick and Greg were playing. Warrick looked intent on playing the piano music perfectly, and it did sound amazing, but Greg was inspirational. His eyes were closed, and he swayed with the music, putting so much heart into it that Sara could practically feel the passion he had for it as the sweet sound poured out of his instrument.

They got to the altar, and Nick eagerly took Sara's hands as her father "gave her away".

The whole ceremony was a blur for both of them, except for the exchange of their vows, which they had taken a bit of liberty in and rewrote parts of it. Their vows remained clearly etched into their memories.

"I, Nicholas Arthur Stokes, take you, Sara Anne Sidle, to be my lawfully wedded wife, in sickness and in health, in richness and in poverty. I promise I will love you until the day I die, and I will cherish you forever."

"I, Sara Anne Sidle, take you, Nicholas Arthur Stokes, to be my lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health, in richness and in poverty. I will love and cherish you for as long as god gives us to be together and for the rest of eternity."

They vaguely recalled Warrick handing them each their rings and slipping them onto each other's ring fingers, but they were completely in a daze, that is, until the priest said, "You may kiss the bride." Nick snapped out of his reverie and promptly did just that while all the camera shutters went off.

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Warrick tapped on his wineglass with his knife loudly. "Can everybody be quiet," he called out, "I have to make my speech before I get stage fright." Everyone shared a hearty laugh at that. As soon as he had everyone's attention, he continued, "For two or three years, Nick and I had been battling it out over who had a better chance at winning Sara's heart. Needless to say, it's obvious that Nick did, since he every so cunningly went behind my back and made his move first. I remember how I would not leave them alone, so much so, that our friend, here, Greg, started calling us the CSI Trinity. I guess I'm going to have to find some other people to do that with. These two are taken." A new wave of laughter resounded through the hall at Warrick's last comment. Picking up where he left off, he said, "Anyway, I remember when Nick proposed to Sara. And I thought it was one of the worst times to do it. The rest of us had just gone at it with Sara and criticized how she never stopped working and never sleeps, and Nick just decided it was time. So, I wonder, how will Nick cope with Sara now that they're married? She probably going to want to do some things while all Nick will want to do is sleep." Warrick said the last part with a huge wink. It took a few seconds to register in the minds of everyone present, but when they did get it, the older people just nodded their heads in agreement, and the teenagers laughed. Sara and Nick were just grateful that he didn't mention that was when Sara fainted due to the tumor on her spine. Warrick continued on for a few minutes more, stopping only when his watch started beeping, indicating that five minutes was up. "And that's all I have to say," Warrick said, "I'm glad it lasted five minutes, I was worried I'd have to dance for all of you if I forgot what I was saying." People laughed at his odd humor. "And on that note, I believe that everyone can hit the dance floor once the bride and groom have had their first dance." Nick took Sara's hand and guided her to the middle of the floor. Music poured out of the speakers.

I could lose my heart tonight

If you don't turn and walk away

Cause the way I feel I might

Lose control and let you stay

Cause I could take you in my arms

And never let go

I could fall in love with you

I could fall in love with you

I can only wonder how

Touching you would make me feel

But if I take that chance right now

Tomorrow will you want me still

So I should keep this to myself

And never let you down

Chorus:

I could fall in love with you

I could fall in love with you

And I know it's not right

But I guess I should try

To do what I should do

But I could fall in love with you

I could fall in love with you

So I should keep this to myself

And never let you down

Chorus:

I could fall in love with you

I could fall in love with you

And I know it's not right

But I guess I should try

To do what I should do

But I could fall in love with you

I could fall in love with you

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And there you have it ladies and gentlemen! The wedding!

And as for Greg and playing the violin, I just had to take that artistic license and do that (weird ideas are running rampant in my head!) And what I meant by his eyes being closed, etc., well, have you ever seen those REALLY really good musicians? That's what I mean.

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