"Ready?"
"Yes."
"You've got nothing to worry about, you look gorgeous."
"Thanks."
The music started and Catherine began to walk down the isle. Her dress was a light blue with spaghetti straps.
The music was not the traditional march, but was perfect for Grissom and Sara.
Sara took Brass's arm, and began to walk. Her smile seemed brighten than the sun. Her dress swayed slightly in the breeze, it was a straight gown, the silk perfect, and flowing down her body.
Brass put her hand in Grissom's and stepped away. Catherine took Sara's flowers. The sun played across her features, making Grissom beleive she was the most beautiful woman in the world.
The Sheriff began, and vows and rings were exchanged. They both looked into each others eyes and kissed, Sara threw her arms around Grissom's neck and he picked her up and spun around before putting her down. The two walked down the isle with equal smiles.
In the limo Sara kissed Grissom again. She then sat down next to him and placed her head on his shoulder. He tilted her face up and kissed her.
"I Love you."
"I Love you too."
"I wasn't too little, too late was I?"
"Gil, you know you could never be to late. to think that two years ago if someone told me that I would be Mrs. Sara Grissom, I would have laughed in their face."
"I'm sorry."
"You have made everything up to me. I am extremely glad that I waited."
"Me too."
"I Love you."
"I love you, too."