The camera came to light to show everyone sitting around the break room. Nick was taping everyone, when Grissom walked in.
"Why do you have a camera in here?" He asked.
"Entertainment value," he explained, "It has been deemed necessary that since you and Sara did not have a formal wedding, we will have our own, right here-"
"Are you inviting me to my own wedding?" Sara asked, coming to stand behind Grissom.
"and now. Warrick will be serving as our priest, since Grissom is no longer the one with the vow of celebacy around here anymore."
Warrick laughed as he stood up, "If we were going by that, Greg would be up here."
Brass entered the room, "Am I late?"
"Nope, we were about to start," Catherine explained, "You know, since you were here for their real 'wedding' I don't think you should be invited to this one."
Brass held up his hands, "Hey, whoa, I wasn't invited to that one. I just happened to show up on their doorstep because I needed his signature on something. They're the ones who dragged me out to officiate it."
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to officiate the holy bonding of these two people, Sara Sidle-"
"Grissom," Sara interrupted.
"And Gil Grissom. Although I do not know the official preceedings, I will be acting as their union-er. Gil Grissom is a man of great intelligence. It might have been better suited for a protista, since he was still not smart enough to hook up with our Miss Sidle until two years ago. Sara Sidle could kick my ass if she wants to, and by the look she is giving me, I bet she does. Yet, we need a wedding to commit to film so that we can see for generations these two lovely people, since only Brass was invited."
"Once again, I was shang-heighed," Brass protested from his seat.
"Seriously, now, I cannot think of two more intelligent people who were better suited for each other. I am so happy for the both of you. Grissom has been a mentor for all of us, and a personal father figure to me. Sara came here to save my ass, for which I am forever grateful, and has been a sister to me, and I'm sure my fellow coworkers can agree. Now, Greg, do you have the rings?"
"Wait, what?" Sara asked warily.
Greg bounced up to Warrick and held out two plastic spider rings.
"Gil, Sara, if you wouldn't mind," Warrick asked, giving both of them a ring, "With this ring, I thee wed," He prompted.
Grissom slipped a third ring on Sara's finger, "With this ring, I thee wed. Again."
Sara put hers on Grissom's finger, "With this plastic spider ring which you probably approve of, I thee wed."
Grissom scowled playfully at her, "Of course I don't approve of them. What kind of arachnid are they supposed to be. Nothing I have ever studied ever had such a torso:leg ratio of 1 to 12"
He continued scoffing as Warrick moved on, "You may now kiss the bride."
Grissom had continued to talk to Sara through this, and she was now carrying on the conversation.
"So the company came up with a new species, you could call them arachnid plastica. I could make you a case if you wanted some. I know that besides the average black one they can come in orange, white, purple-"
"Kiss already," Nick yelled at them, again from behind the camera. They both scowled at him. Grissom turned back to Sara, and when she looked at him, gave her a little peck.
"Oh, no, no, no. That won't do, this is your wedding kiss. If you want, I could have Brass describe it," Catherine threatened.
"No, I won't," protested Brass.
Grissom turned to Sara, shrugging. He put his hands on her hips, making her stand closer. One of her hands found his shoulder and the other found the back of his neck. He whispered something in her ear before his mouth came down on her laughing one. The room instantly thickened.
She pressed herself into Grissom as he wrapped his hands on her back, pulling her as close as he could. Her hands moved to his face, thumb playing against the jaw line. Before they knew it, they went into a full necking session, forgetting they were being recorded.
When they finally stepped back, both were red faced and a little out of breath.
"Whooo, haven't you guys ever heard about too much wedding kiss?" Nick hollered from behind the camera. He panned the room to see shocked coworkers.
"I think the wedding's over," Grissom stated, picking up the slips he had put on the table.
Just before the camera went out, Nick captured Grissom hold Sara's hand back before she went to sit down. He whispered something to her, making her smile and share a small kiss.