Ducks In a Row: The Eternal Bliss of Greg Sanders

by singingstarryknights

Asking Sara for her opinion? no problem. Asking Sara for help? easy. Asking Sara to marry you? Harder than it looks.... Number 9 without the epilogue in the Ducks in a Row Series

4. In Which Mr Sanders Finds Eternal Bliss

4. In Which Mr Sanders Gets His Ducks in a Row (Epilogue)

Three months later, Greg nervously fidgeted with his tie, even after Nick adjusted it. In the tiny chapel he and Sara had chosen, the his few family members who had made it form New York sat, intermingled with the rest of the graveyard shift, a few lab techs, and a few cops and detectives.

Greg glanced at the mirror in the back room once more, and decided that this was what he truly wanted. He squinted his eyes, trying to remember his own vows, and nervously shook out his arms to relieve tension.

Out at the tiny altar, he grinned at Lindsey as she tossed flower petals from the basket they had handed to her earlier. She returned his grin, and flashed him a thumbs up when she found her seat.

Then there was Sara.

Sara in a plain white summer dress that loved her curves almost as much as he did.

Sara, who chose to walk to Greg alone, because she alone was giving herself to him.

Sara, who stopped his heart and stopped his breath.

As she met him at the front of the chapel, and took his hand, squeezing his fingers gently, He finally found that all that other stuff didn't matter, the cases, the lab, the bickering, the banter, the late nights and the early mornings.

As he bent to place a delicate kiss to her lips, even before the Reverend began to speak, Greg Sanders found that he had reached eternal bliss, Sara had placed the last of his ducks in a row.