Shalimar sighed and shuffled her way down the hall. She couldn't help but smile at the thoughts of all the happiness today was going to bring her.

As she continued down the hall she suddenly heard a loud banging sound that caught her attention. She turned to notice it had come from the kitchen and she quickly headed down the hall. As she entered the kitchen the scent of burnt food quickly overtook her nose. She waved her hand in front of her face to try and brush aside some of the smoke that filtered through the air. She coughed as she stepped further into the kitchen in shock at what she was seeing.

"What the hell?"

Shalimar looked across the kitchen and saw Adam stand upright from behind the counter with potholders on his hands and holding a pan.

"Oh, Shalimar, hey."

"Uh, hey, Adam. Need a hand here?"

Shalimar walked across the floor, over ashes and pieces of rubbish, to stand before him as he placed the pan on the counter and closed the smoking oven.

"Um, what's that?" she asked and pointed down to the black circles on the pan in front of her.

"Well, chocolate chip cookies."

"Yeah, well I got news for ya, they look more like charcoal chip cookies."

"Ok, maybe I left them in a little too long."

Shalimar laughed and poked one of the cookies which collapsed into a pile of black dust.

"What gave it away?"

Adam flashed her a cocky grin.

"I guess even geniuses are entitled to off days huh," Shalimar joked. "And what's this catastrophe?" she asked as she walked over to the mountain of frosting dripping from the adjacent counter.

"Well, it was one of your wedding cakes."

Shalimar couldn't help but laugh at Adams mistakes in the kitchen.

"What is it, Adam, you can splice genes but you can't mix batter?"

"Well, I was trying to think of it like science-"

Adam stopped himself as the sound of the pots on the other stove bubbling over caught his attention. Shalimar headed over and opened the top of the large pot to see the spaghetti sauce inside splatter all over her blonde hair, plastering the walls and counters with red, Italian flavor. She stood still in shock and Adam quickly made his way over to turn the stove off and remove the now nearly empty pot. He placed it in the sink and removed his oven gloves.

"Sorry, Shalimar, cooking isn't really my best trait."

Adam grabbed the paper towels on the counter and began to help Shalimar wipe down. Shalimar licked her fingers and grinned at Adam.

"You think so, Emeril?

"I'm sorry, I'll fix it."

"Ok, just wait 'til I'm gone ok."

Shalimar looked at Adam covered in flour from his hair to his pants and now spaghetti sauce from helping her clean up and laughed. He whipped his hands on his white apron and looked back to Shalimar with a questioning look.

"What?"

"Nothing you just look kinda funny."

She giggled again at seeing him.

"I'm glad we decided to get our food on the outside."

"Well, don't worry. I'll take care of everything in here and you'll have the extra food for the reception I promised," Adam reassured.

"Alright."

Shalimar looked down to her feet and shoes now covered in the sauce the lay across the floor like a red flood.

"Uh," she said as she lifted her foot to allow some of it to drip back down to the floor. "I think I better take a shower."

She turned and headed to the door, picking some of the sauce from her hair as she did so.

"By the way," she said when she reached the doorway. "There's too much garlic in that sauce."

Shalimar grinned and headed out the doorway, hearing another small explosion as soon as she did so.

"Don't worry about it!" Adam called.

Shalimar shook her head and walked down the hall towards her room.

"A scientist in the kitchen. I shoulda guessed this would happen."

"So," Jesse said with a smile over to Emma as the three sat in the Helix. "You got butterflies in your stomach?"

"Yeah," Emma replied. "Not just because I'm nervous about getting married 'cause I'm really excited but I'm also kinda worried."

"About what?"

"Just ya know normal things like something will go wrong."

"I think you two have had more than enough hardships. You've definitely earned a beautiful wedding."

"Yeah, and we're gonna make sure you get it," Brennan reassured and rubbed her shoulder.

"Thanks, guys, I hope everything really does go perfect."

"Well, you're marrying your perfect mate, that's all that really matters but I'm sure it'll be beautiful," Brennan said.

"Yeah but our bad luck usually comes in tens or more. Remember our anniversary vacation?"

"Yeah but that was six months ago. Nothing like that has happened since. I wouldn't worry about it," Jesse reassured while checking his computer screen. "We're almost there, guys, I'm gonna let you off in the field up ahead."

Soon enough they had lowered themselves down to the field and Emma and Brennan were preparing to exit.

"You guys will have to walk to the car from here," Jesse informed.

"No problem," Brennan said as he took Emma's hand to help her up. "Thanks a lot."

"I'll see you guys later," Jesse said. "Oh, and can you pick me up one of those smoothies at the corner?"

"Ok, Jess," Emma said with a smile. "We'll see ya later."

Jesse pulled away after letting them off and decided to check in on things back at Sanctuary.

"Hey, Adam, you there?"

"What?" Jesse heard Adam say somewhat shocked among all the background noise.

"Adam, what's goin' on?"

"Oh, nothing, Jess, I'm just doing a little cooking."

"Cooking? You need some help?"

"Now why does everyone assume I can't cook? I mean I did build this kitchen."

"Yeah and how quickly you forget your Valentine's Day cookie massacre."

Jesse laughed as he recalled Adam's attempt at making holiday cookies in the past. His curiosity peeked at hearing the loud noises over the link.

"Is everything ok there?"

"Uh, yeah, it's fine. I'll talk to you later, Jess."

"Alright, oh and, Adam, if you're making that spaghetti sauce don't overload it with garlic this time ok. I couldn't get a date for weeks after your last one."

"Thanks for the tip," Adam said in a grunt.

"Where's Shalimar?"

"She's uh, taking a cat bath."

"Well, I'll be back shortly so make sure she's ready to get to work."

"I'll sure she'll be fresh and pasta free."

"What?"

Jesse almost jumped at the loud bang he heard.

"Gotta go, Jess, see ya soon."

"Ok, see-"

Jesse started but got no answer. He shook his head laughed to himself.

"Just don't burn down Sanctuary."