Today is my birthday and the day I get to marry Nick Stokes. Wow. What an incredible thought. He is my best friend and I get to spend the rest of my life with him. Nick's sisters have been a great help in making this day happen. Who knew there was so much to putting a wedding together? I think if they hadn't been there to help me through this, I would have insisted that we elope. My mom and dad are here and so is my brother and his wife. I almost didn't think they'd be here. My mom and dad tend to be a bit flaky.

I'm not sure what it is I'm feeling today. Excitement. Anxiousness. Fatigue. Nervousness. Maybe it's a mixture of all of those feelings. I asked Catherine to stand up with me. Her and I have become much closer since Nick and I got together. I appreciate all that she's done to make sure that this day happens. She found this incredible place. It's way off the strip. There's a beautiful wedding chapel. One of those white clapboard churches that you see way out in the country all over America. It's surrounded by lush gardens. I don't even want to know what their water bill is. This is desert country you know.

I let out a deep breath. It's almost time. I haven't seen Nick since last night and I can't wait to see his face when he sees me in this dress. Somehow, I don't think he will expect this. The dress I've chosen is very simple really. I chuckle as I look at myself in the mirror. This dress actually makes me look like I've got a larger chest than I actually do. I hope Nick's not disappointed when he sees the real thing. I grin. I can't wait to make love with Nick. It wasn't that we intentionally set out to wait until we got married to sleep together. Our friends just have the worst timing on the planet, and as the wedding got closer, we gave up trying. After we're married, I think we'll just ignore the phone and the door, or maybe we'll just be blunt and tell them we're having sex so they can be embarrassed.

I'm glad Catherine suggested that I put my hair up. The hairdresser did a nice job. Much better than I could have done. I'm also glad Catherine suggested I go tanning. I'm not sure how this dress with it's spaghetti straps would look otherwise. I hear someone coming and I turn around. It's Catherine.

"You look great, Sara. Nick is one lucky man." She grins at me.

I know I'm grinning. "I'm the lucky one, Cath. He is the most amazing man I've ever known."

Catherine chuckles at me. "Are you about ready?"

I nod.

"Ok, they're ready when you are." Catherine answers.

I look at her a let out a deep breath. "Ok, let's go."

Catherine hands me my bouquet and then I she leaves as I wait for the music and my cue to walk down the aisle. I know that Lindsey and Nick's nephew Patrick will walk down the aisle together. Then Catherine will follow. Then it's my turn.

A grin spreads across my face as I think about that. My turn to walk down the aisle and marry Nick Stokes. Suddenly, it's time. I hear the music and I begin to walk toward the door. As I come through the doorway, everyone is standing. The only person I see though is Nick. He looks amazing in that tux. Tears form in my eyes as I grin as I realize that he's crying. I love this man.

I finally get to the front of the church and Nick takes my hand. "Oh, Sara, you look so beautiful." He looks so happy. I know I'm happy.

We exchange our vows and before I know it, the pastor pronounces us husband and wife. I am married to Nick Stokes. Oh, yeah, I almost forgot, Nick gets to kiss his bride. That's me. I love kissing Nick.

Someone clears their throat and laughter erupts as Nick and I finally break apart grinning. We're married.

We walk back down the aisle hand in hand grinning like a couple of fools. Mr. and Mrs. Nick Stokes. Wow.

Our reception was a blur. I have images in my mind of dancing with Nick and hugging more people than I ever thought I knew. All I want to do is to be alone with Nick.

Finally, we had the opportunity. We're spending one night in Vegas, but then we're headed to California. My friend is letting us use her house in Malibu for two weeks. By the time we got to our hotel that night, we were both exhausted. I had heard from people that quite often people were too tired to have sex on their wedding night, but I never believed it. I do now. Nick and I collapsed into bed and just held each other as we drifted off to sleep. We leave early in the morning for Malibu. Thankfully, we're flying. I'm pretty sure I know what Nick will want to do as soon as we get there. It's the one thing that's on my mind too.