Post-Butterflied
Disclaimer: Coocookachu (don't ask, even I'm not sure about this one), I don't own a thing when it comes to the rights of CSI.
Chapter 27
"Okay, Catherine, I know nothing about dresses or anything like that, so as my maid of honor, I'm asking you for some major help," Sara pleaded.
"I'm glad you asked, I was afraid you might have me wearing some hideous dress," Catherine teased.
"Thanks," Sara laughed, "but this is exactly why I asked you."
"I'd love to help you," Catherine grinned, "so has Grissom decided on a best man?"
"No, and I don't know how he's going to do it, no matter who he asks, the others will be upset," Sara shook her head, "lucky me that there's only one other woman on nightshift."
"Oh, so this is just a matter of convenience for you? You don't actually consider me a good friend," Catherine teased.
"Yes, that's it, I'm sorry, does that fact bother you?" Sara could barely contain her laughter.
"I wasn't expecting that," Catherine laughed, "but seriously, I'm glad to help you out. Have thought about any sort of color theme or anything? Or are we dealing with a blank slate here?"
"Blank slate," Sara told her, "I told you, I know nothing."
"You know what, I think we need to visit a bridal shop, so at least you can get an idea what you're up against," Catherine stood, "we've still got a couple hours before work."
"Right now?" Sara asked.
"Yes, you have no idea how much work goes into a wedding, it's not all easy. Come on, it's not going to kill you to do a little shopping," Catherine practically dragged her friend out the door of the restaurant they were sitting in.
"Guys, look, I'm going to get right to it, I have to pick a best man, but I don't know how to do it without offending someone," Grissom explained, "I really don't know what to do."
"Okay. What are we supposed to do?" Nick asked.
"Yeah, are you trying to say you want us to decide for you?" Warrick asked.
"No, I'm just saying, I have no idea what to do," Grissom shook his head, "I need to do this, but I'm lost. I've never had to pick anyone over anyone else before."
"It really doesn't matter to me, man, whoever you pick, I understand it's because you have to have just one," Nick offered.
"Yeah, whoever you decide on, we know it's not because you like one of us better than the other," Warrick said.
"Thanks guys, I guess that will make me feel a little less guilty about whoever I choose," Grissom sighed and pushed his plate aside, "lucky Sara. At least the decision isn't hard for her."
"Of course the girls always have to worry about a lot more than we do, with dresses and all," Nick smirked, "don't tell me you're jealous of that."
"No," Grissom laughed, "I guess that's one thing to be happy about. So where did Greg say he was? I thought he was going to come."
"I don't know," Warrick shrugged, "I thought he'd be here too."
"Maybe he was feeling a little intimidated. You know, we've all been CSIs for a long time and we work together often whereas he's just started his CSI training," Nick suggested.
"Just because he's new doesn't mean I don't want him here. I wouldn't have invited him if I didn't like him," Grissom said, "oh well. I have the feeling Sara is going to get on my case if I don't decide soon."
"Are you kidding? Sara? If anyone knows as little or less about weddings than you, it's Sara," Nick laughed.
"If it wasn't for Catherine, I think she might be completely lost," Warrick chuckled.
"What was I thinking? I should know Sara isn't into all this fancy stuff. At least it's only a small ceremony," Grissom smiled, "I have the feeling if it was all up to her, we wouldn't make a big deal out of this at all."
"Yeah, but for most people, they only get married once. She may not act like it, but if she goes through with all this 'fancy stuff' she'll be grateful for it later," Nick said.
"I suppose. So do you think the girls are having a more productive meeting than we are?" Grissom asked, checking his watch.
"Are you kidding? If I know women, they've got this whole thing planned out already," Warrick laughed.
"Really?" Grissom looked worried.
"Maybe, but don't worry about. We're just a bunch of guys, they won't expect much out of us," Nick smiled.
Sara managed to make it through an hour and a half of looking at dresses with Catherine. She couldn't believe how many styles and colors of dresses there were and the ridiculous amounts of money they charged for them. They had looked at bridesmaid dresses for a little while, then Catherine insisted they look at dresses for Sara. When they arrived at the lab, she practically ran away from Catherine.
She spotted Grissom in his office and slipped inside, looking harried.
"You okay there?" Grissom noticed as she plopped down in front of him.
"Oh my God," Sara moaned, "you wouldn't believe how many different kinds of dresses there are."
A smile made its way across Grissom's face, "That much fun, huh?"
Sara glared at him, "Can't we just skip this whole process?"
"Come on, sweetie, you agreed that you wanted to do this the traditional way," Grissom reminded her.
"Can I plead temporary insanity?" Sara joked.
"At least you know who your maid of honor is. I still don't know how I'm going to choose a best man," Grissom said.
"About that, I was thinking, and of course it's entirely up to you, but I think you could go with Warrick. That way he and Catherine would be walking down the aisle together right before us. You know, it might give them an idea," Sara told him conspiratorially.
"Where do you get ideas like that?" Grissom shook his head, "hmm. Maybe it's not such a bad idea."
"You don't think Nicky will be too upset if you don't pick him?" Sara asked.
"No, they both said they didn't care who I pick," Grissom told her.
"Besides, he will still be at the wedding. I'm just afraid your portion of the guest list will be longer than mine," Sara suddenly frowned, "I don't even have any family to invite."
Grissom stood and moved around his desk to embrace her, "Honey, I love you and it doesn't matter how many guests you bring. What matters is we love each other right? I know it probably hurts not to have any family to bring along, but once we're married, you'll have all the family you need in me."
Sara looked into his eyes, "You're right. I love you so much."
"So, Catherine's pretty much in charge of this, isn't she?" Grissom asked.
"Yeah," Sara smiled, "I have no idea what I'm doing. She's been married before. She knows what's going on when it comes to these sort of things."
"Just don't let her boss you around too much," Grissom chuckled, "because it is our wedding after all."
"Well, with any luck, she won't let me screw things up too much," Sara joked.
A/N: Go figure, when I actually want to write this, I get a life and get too busy to write! I'm thinking maybe two or three more chapters to this. I'm not quite sure how I'm going to end it, so give it a little time before the next update comes along. The end of this chapter is all the farther I have written at the moment. Decisions, decisions!
