After the reception was over, Nick and Sara strolled back to their room
hand in hand. Sara kicked her shoes off as they entered and walked over
and sat on the bed just staring at the ring on her finger. Nick couldn't
restrain his grin as he hung up his suit jacket and took his shoes off. He
walked over and sat on the bed next to her.
She glanced up at him smiling. "I still can't believe you proposed to me."
"I still can't believe you said yes." Nick looked at her in wonder.
Sara studied him for a minute. "Let's talk." She scooted up and leaned against the headboard.
Nick chuckled softly and scooted up to sit next to her. "Ok. What do you want to talk about?"
Sara linked her arm through his and stared at her hand again. "How did you know I would say yes?"
He looked at her very seriously. "I didn't."
"But you bought this ring." Sara was dumbstruck.
He nodded and looked her in the eye. "I did. I knew I was in love with you, and I knew I needed to tell you."
Sara held out her hand and played with how the diamond refracted the light from the lamp sitting on the bedside table.
"I also knew that I didn't just want to date you. I've been in love with you for a while and I knew that I could see myself growing old with you."
Sara glanced at him with an amused smile.
"Of course, some of us will remain timeless." He nudged her with his elbow and grinned.
Sara giggled. "Remind me to thank your mom and sisters for putting you through the Stokes charm school."
Nick leaned over and kissed Sara's cheek. "I will."
Sara rested her head against Nick's shoulder. "I still can't believe you asked me to marry you. No one is going to believe this."
Nick chuckled. "I think when they see that ring on your finger; the evidence will speak for itself."
"Why did you buy it?" She wrinkled her brow as she studied the ring.
"It looked like it was made for you. And I decided that if you told me that you loved me too that I was going to ask you to marry me. I didn't think you'd take me too seriously if I just asked you. I wanted you to know I meant it and when I saw that ring on your finger at Tiffany's, I knew I had to buy it for you." Nick let out a contented sigh.
"You meant everything you said at the rehearsal dinner, didn't you?" Sara glanced at him with a lopsided smile.
He nodded. "Yeah, I did. You did too, didn't you?" He raised an eyebrow inquisitively.
She nodded. "Yeah. Nothing like telling the truth when the other person thinks you're lying."
Nick chuckled. "I'll have to remember that as an interrogation technique."
"That's why you're such a damn good CSI." Sara remarked flexing her hand to see how the light played off the sapphires flanking the diamond. "You really proposed to me." Sara was still trying to get the idea to sink in.
Nick chuckled. "And you said yes." He brought her hand to his lips and kissed it. "Now that I think about it, this is another reason I bought that ring."
Sara giggled. "Oh, because I still can't quite believe it?"
"Exactly." He grinned at her. "You'd wake up in the morning and wonder if this really happened. Of course you wouldn't want to ask me if it had in case it hadn't and I'd be too stupid to realize why you were so quiet and we'd get all the way back to Vegas without saying a word."
Sara giggled again. "You know, it scares me that you can read my mind."
"Don't worry, Sara, I can't read it all the time." Nick chuckled softly.
Her cheeks started to turn a little pink. "Good."
Nick glanced over at her and started laughing. "Now I'd really like to know what's going on inside that pretty head of yours."
She tried to swallow her smile unsuccessfully.
Nick decided to change the subject. "What time do you want to leave in the morning?"
She let out a sigh. "I suppose we should leave early, we both have to work tomorrow night."
Nick glanced at his watch and chuckled. He loosened his tie and pulled it off, setting it on the bedside table. "It's already early. If we're going to get any sleep at all, we should probably go to bed."
Sara giggled. "We're already in bed, Nick."
Nick smiled. "Well, we're not exactly dressed for it."
"I don't feel like moving right now." Sara slid her arm around his waist and let out a contented sigh as she studied her ring.
Nick shook his head and grinned. "Can we at least lay down then? As much as I love you and I love your ring, I'm driving us back to Vegas in the morning and I need a little sleep."
Sara giggled again. "Ok. But I'm not tired."
They scooted down the bed so they could lie down. Sara nestled herself next to Nick and continued to flex her hand.
Nick couldn't help but laugh. "You're not going to get any sleep, are you?"
Sara leaned up and kissed him softly. "Probably not. I'm a little too distracted by all of this. This entire day has been a little overwhelming."
Nick cupped her face in his hand and kissed her again. "Yeah, it has. I love you, Sara."
Sara beamed at him. "I love you, Nick."
Nick laid his head back on the pillow and closed his eyes as Sara cuddled against him, laying her head on his shoulder. Nick was asleep in minutes. Sara, however, couldn't bear to go to sleep for fear that she'd wake up and this whole thing would just be a wonderful dream.
"I still can't believe you said yes." Nick looked at her in wonder.
Sara studied him for a minute. "Let's talk." She scooted up and leaned against the headboard.
Nick chuckled softly and scooted up to sit next to her. "Ok. What do you want to talk about?"
Sara linked her arm through his and stared at her hand again. "How did you know I would say yes?"
He looked at her very seriously. "I didn't."
"But you bought this ring." Sara was dumbstruck.
He nodded and looked her in the eye. "I did. I knew I was in love with you, and I knew I needed to tell you."
Sara held out her hand and played with how the diamond refracted the light from the lamp sitting on the bedside table.
"I also knew that I didn't just want to date you. I've been in love with you for a while and I knew that I could see myself growing old with you."
Sara glanced at him with an amused smile.
"Of course, some of us will remain timeless." He nudged her with his elbow and grinned.
Sara giggled. "Remind me to thank your mom and sisters for putting you through the Stokes charm school."
Nick leaned over and kissed Sara's cheek. "I will."
Sara rested her head against Nick's shoulder. "I still can't believe you asked me to marry you. No one is going to believe this."
Nick chuckled. "I think when they see that ring on your finger; the evidence will speak for itself."
"Why did you buy it?" She wrinkled her brow as she studied the ring.
"It looked like it was made for you. And I decided that if you told me that you loved me too that I was going to ask you to marry me. I didn't think you'd take me too seriously if I just asked you. I wanted you to know I meant it and when I saw that ring on your finger at Tiffany's, I knew I had to buy it for you." Nick let out a contented sigh.
"You meant everything you said at the rehearsal dinner, didn't you?" Sara glanced at him with a lopsided smile.
He nodded. "Yeah, I did. You did too, didn't you?" He raised an eyebrow inquisitively.
She nodded. "Yeah. Nothing like telling the truth when the other person thinks you're lying."
Nick chuckled. "I'll have to remember that as an interrogation technique."
"That's why you're such a damn good CSI." Sara remarked flexing her hand to see how the light played off the sapphires flanking the diamond. "You really proposed to me." Sara was still trying to get the idea to sink in.
Nick chuckled. "And you said yes." He brought her hand to his lips and kissed it. "Now that I think about it, this is another reason I bought that ring."
Sara giggled. "Oh, because I still can't quite believe it?"
"Exactly." He grinned at her. "You'd wake up in the morning and wonder if this really happened. Of course you wouldn't want to ask me if it had in case it hadn't and I'd be too stupid to realize why you were so quiet and we'd get all the way back to Vegas without saying a word."
Sara giggled again. "You know, it scares me that you can read my mind."
"Don't worry, Sara, I can't read it all the time." Nick chuckled softly.
Her cheeks started to turn a little pink. "Good."
Nick glanced over at her and started laughing. "Now I'd really like to know what's going on inside that pretty head of yours."
She tried to swallow her smile unsuccessfully.
Nick decided to change the subject. "What time do you want to leave in the morning?"
She let out a sigh. "I suppose we should leave early, we both have to work tomorrow night."
Nick glanced at his watch and chuckled. He loosened his tie and pulled it off, setting it on the bedside table. "It's already early. If we're going to get any sleep at all, we should probably go to bed."
Sara giggled. "We're already in bed, Nick."
Nick smiled. "Well, we're not exactly dressed for it."
"I don't feel like moving right now." Sara slid her arm around his waist and let out a contented sigh as she studied her ring.
Nick shook his head and grinned. "Can we at least lay down then? As much as I love you and I love your ring, I'm driving us back to Vegas in the morning and I need a little sleep."
Sara giggled again. "Ok. But I'm not tired."
They scooted down the bed so they could lie down. Sara nestled herself next to Nick and continued to flex her hand.
Nick couldn't help but laugh. "You're not going to get any sleep, are you?"
Sara leaned up and kissed him softly. "Probably not. I'm a little too distracted by all of this. This entire day has been a little overwhelming."
Nick cupped her face in his hand and kissed her again. "Yeah, it has. I love you, Sara."
Sara beamed at him. "I love you, Nick."
Nick laid his head back on the pillow and closed his eyes as Sara cuddled against him, laying her head on his shoulder. Nick was asleep in minutes. Sara, however, couldn't bear to go to sleep for fear that she'd wake up and this whole thing would just be a wonderful dream.