One year later…

"Come on, Jesse! We're going to be late…"

The molecular sighed, desperately working on his bow tie. He was about to give up when the door opened, letting in Olivia. His breath got caught as she came his way, slightly shaking her head and a bright smile gracing her lips. She was perfect in that cream colored dress. Everything about her was perfect, even the little scar marring her cheek. She had nearly died that day. A bullet had ricocheted on his massed body, grazing her cheek. A few centimeters below and she would have died. Without her, his life wouldn't have the same glow, the same happiness. His hand lovingly caressed the uneven skin, while she knotted the bow tie.

"Jesse!"

He innocently smiled at her. He knew what her slightly annoyed expression meant. But he didn't care; today was special. His other hand came to rest on her hip and his smile further widened. Olivia sighed again; he was doing it on purpose.

"Don't start now, Jesse. You don't want to be late to the wedding, do you?"

XXX

Emma locked eyes with the man waiting for her and couldn't help but smile as she went down the alley. She was floating on a cloud of happiness, her feet barely touching the ground. Parts of the feeling were not hers. Every person in the church was radiating happiness. Today was special and she felt blessed to be part of it, after all the bad times they had gone through.

The psionic came to stand at the right of the priest, close to Olivia, and turned to face the other end of the alley. As the music started, Shalimar appeared holding Adam's arm. The feral was glowing. They slowly walked down the alley, but Emma wasn't watching them. Her eyes were glued on Brennan. They had come a long way. She had nearly lost him that day. And his recovery had been long, painful. Many times she had thought she would loose him again. Not because of an accident or a mission. No! Their pride had come in the way, threatening the only thing they had fought for nearly to death, their love.

XXX

"Dance with me."

The whispered ordered sang to her heart like the softest melody. She sighed happily and looked up. He had shed his vest on a chair nearby and was standing in front of her like he had so many times before the past year. With a smile on his lips and his love for her written on his face. Taking his hand, she thanked the gods above for that second chance.

As the first notes started, he wrapped his arms around her and they began to sway gently with the other couples. His lips softly brushed her cheek. And that simple innocent kiss strengthened her decision, her belief in them. As he gently released his grip on her, they locked eyes.

"I have something to tell you."

The elemental looked at her and smiled. Somehow he knew that it wasn't unhappy news. So he just waited for Emma to speak. But instead she kept on smiling at him.

"Emma!"

"You are my answer, and our love is my truth."

The elemental closed his eyes, biting on his lower lip. It took all his will to screen his thoughts from her. Her words were the most beautiful he had ever heard. It made him want to ask her right now what he had been dying to ask for months now.

A little commotion erupted and Olivia came to stand near them.

"Sorry to interrupt you but Shal and Patrick are leaving. You don't want to miss Shalimar throwing the bouquet?"

Emma frowned lightly, trying to understand the enigmatic expression gracing her friend's lips. What was she trying to say?

"Come on Emma!"

The molecular dragged her to the entrance where everyone was waiting for the newly weds to come. The couple appeared seconds later, their smile even brighter than during the ceremony. When Emma caught Shalimar's bouquet and caught Brennan staring at her, she knew. This was just the beginning of their journey through life.

The end!