A/N: Well, it's time for this story to come to a close. Thanks to all that read and reviewed it. As always-ya'll are the best-PCGirl.
John and Natalie stood in the middle of the dance floor, oblivious to anything but each other. His hands were on her sides as he stared down at the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen—his wife of less than an hour.
And now here they were at Rodi's—surrounded by family and friends as they danced their first dance as husband and wife. Natalie couldn't take her eyes off John—he was so relaxed and all she could think about was the months and years to come. She sighed as she finally relinquished the gaze she had on him and put her head on his shoulder, noticing John's FBI buddies were standing at the bar talking.
"What do you think they are talking about?" she asked as she closed her eyes for a moment. The day had already been so long and the pregnancy wore her out more than she had expected to—maybe Jess had been right when she suggested waiting til the baby was born to get married. But Natalie didn't want to wait—they'd waited so long already to get to this point.
"Hmmm?" said John as he looked over to see the guys and he grinned. "Who knows. They are egging Aaron on about something though."
"Want to share what that look is for, Romeo?" asked Craig as he watched his friend stare at the newlyweds on the floor.
"I—I don't know. Just thinking how I want to be like that one day."
"Dancing with Irish?" teased Brett, though he knew exactly where this was going. Watching those two on the floor reminded himself of what he had with his wife.
"I really expected that to come from Mouth, not you," said Aaron with a sideways glance before continuing to talk. "I've watched Irish these past few months and he's got it right. The wife, the job, the family on the way—I want that. I don't want to find the girl for right now—I want to find the girl forever. I want that to be me one day—staring into the eyes of my soul mate and knowing—no matter where we live that place is home."
The other two men nodded—understanding what he was getting at as they continued to watch the couple dance. A home isn't a building—it's where you feel safe, loved, and protected from whatever storms may come. John and Natalie had found their home.