A few days later, after spending every day with her soul mate, she was stood in the registry office in a white summer dress, that flowed in the soft breeze, she stood beside the man she loved with all her heart and smiled happily at him, his arms wrapped around her as they were pronounced man and wife. The happiest day of their lives, she smiled brightly, natural and without make-up, the way he loved it. He grinned and cupped her cheek, gently kissing her passionately and deeply.
Their six year old daughter; Carrie sat in Ziva's lap, beside Jethro. A small intimate affair with only the close members of the family in the room. Carrie put her arms up for her mother, truth be told Sarah had not been lucky enough to give birth to the little miracle child, but was able to raise her, after all, she loved her just like her own. If given the choice, she would have given birth to the little girl.
Sarah smiled and leant her head on her new husband's chest as they took a photo of them and Sarah moved to her daughter and picked her up, being careful of the unborn baby within. Carrie snuggled into her mother, as her adoptive father hugged both the child and mother, and unborn child.
He kissed Carrie's head, a small gesture, which made Carrie smile more and to make Sarah smile, it meant a lot for her to have this man and her child with her, and even more for them both to get on so well, Carrie was Tony's child, Sarah held onto her, happy to have her, and glad that there had been no problems in taking her with her when she left him.
Sarah wasn't taking any notice of anything else, until the room went silent, and she heard his voice, shivers went down her spine and her fake smile came out to play, her fake calmness, as she held her daughter closer, unconsciously closer and tighter, as Carrie's hand rested upon Sarah's stomach.
She saw him come closer, and could feel her child's fear, as she clung to her mother, and without thinking quickly moved to shield her daughter as the man's rough hands came forward to angrily snatch the child from her mothers grip, his fist connected with her stomach making her stumble backwards, David caught his wife not having expected Tony to do anything, he was shocked as was Jethro and Ziva. Ziva took Carrie and sat her down away from everyone else, as David helped Sarah stand, brushing him off and telling him that her and the baby were fine, and there was no need to go to the hospital, not knowing what was truly going on inside of her.
Gibbs had grabbed Tony and taken him out of the room already, as the cops came in, the registrar had called them when she dashed from the room at the connecting hit to the pregnant brides stomach.
Sarah leant against the bannister and leant her head in her hands, as David held her close, she cried, she was scared, her walls that once protected her was coming further down, she didn't want to lose her walls...she needed them to stop her tears. She brushed off once again the question of hospital, not realising that less than 12 hours later she would lay in hospital with a fresh batch of tears, and no baby within her.