The big day. Light rain outside, but they say rain on one's wedding day is a good omen. So far. So good.

Kate stands next to be soon to be sister-in-law, watching as a hired hairdresser makes her teal lochs into glistening curls. "You look like a mermaid." She mumbles to the woman, "Robin." She pats the woman's leg, "Robin, you look like a mermaid."

"Thank you, Katie." Robin grins down to the girl, trying not to move her head too much. They were, for the most part, all getting ready together. Having rented adjoining rooms at the hotel they'd be wed in on the first floor in the ballroom. The betrothed pair are continually cautious as to not peek through the open doorway into the other room.

"Have you always had mermaid hair?"

"You mean, was I born with teal hair?" When the girl nods, she continues, "Yes, my mother always just colored it mousy brown when I was a kid." She teases.

Kate takes off toward the other room, "Mac, you are marrying a real mermaid!" She yells excitedly.

Sharon shakes her head slowly, "Are you sure you want to marry into this family?" She smirks to the young woman in the chair, her hair having been curled and styled first. She was nearly ready to put on her own gown. She sips from the glass cradled between her fingers filled partially with mimosa.

"I don't know why I can't just have one glass." Eve scowls toward her mother, her own hair flowing with a luscious thick braid holding the upper part of her hair as she lounges on the sofa.

"Shut up."

Robin grins broadly, "Sharon, this is exactly why I want to marry into this family, for the comedy." She waits for the hairdresser to finish for a moment, tilting her head from side to side, realizing her neck was tired after holding it in place for so long, "I'm an only child and I didn't have any cousins until I was a bit older. So it's all pretty new to me."

"Well, I'm happy my children are a source of entertainment. Imagine, just for a moment, living with all of them. I don't recommend it." Sharon teases, taking another sip of her drink, "And the worst, out of all of them, is my husband. He's just more low key than the others. However, I wouldn't change a single thing."

The teal haired woman finally rises from her seat, "I just really want some pizza." She pouts, glancing to her soon to be sister-in-law as she strolls back into the room, "Katie, want some pizza?"

"I always want some pizza." Kate nods, "Forever."

"I'll order it with my phone. Kate, go ask the other room what they want or if they're cool with a shit ton of pizza." Eve offers, waving her eyebrows, "I was just thinking about pizza."

"It's ten in the morning." Sharon gives the her eldest daughter a look, "Besides, I'm not entirely sure we have the time.".

"And I'm sure I can find at least one place that will deliver here at this hour, within the hour." She nods, "Challenge accepted."

Andy made eye contact with his wife across the crowded room. His smirk started to broaden and she knew he had something on his mind. When she nodded toward her office, he followed not far behind. "Mac showed me a picture of your dress."

Sharon began to chuckle, closing the door to her office when he ignored that it was still open. "That's what you were trying to get my attention for?"

"Well, it's uh...it got my attention." He waived his eyebrows a little, as he slowly lowers the shades of her office one by one, "I just have a navy tuxedo. I mean...it looks nice, but...it's not what you've got going on." He turned to face her once he finished, "It's going to look nice on the floor after the reception is over..."

She rolled her eyes a little, amused, "Or draped nicely over a chair."

"I'm...excited, Sharon." Andy moved closer to her, wrapping his arms around her and nuzzling his face in her hair near her neck. He gently brushed his lips against the part of her jaw just under her ear, "You're already breathtaking and...sheer anticipation is...a hell of a thing.".

"And we're at work, honey." Sharon closed her eyes, lifting her hand to place on the back of his silver hair, "We promised one another that we wouldn't...get this close at work..."

"Nah." His hands went under her black blazer, resting against her waist, "You made me promise that...I never agreed really..."

"Andy-" She warned.

"Come on." Andy pulled back a moment to meet her eyes, "I know you secretly have fantasies about this...at work..."

"You do." Sharon tilted her head to the side, "And knowing the rest of our team, they know exactly what those eyes ment...the way you were looking at me. I can only imagine what they believe we're doing in here in just these few minutes just because you closed the blinds." She sighed, "If Chief Patel walks up here..."

"If Patel walks up here, she'll see the blinds closed...and the doors locked. Can't accuse what you can't see..." When he received a look from his wife, he backed away slightly, "Patel will see her Commander hard at work." When the woman he loves continued to give him a look, he sighed, bringing his hand behind his head, "Listen, Sharon...I just...sometimes I just...want to have relations with my breathtaking wife. I know, I know, hard to imagine-"

"Now, Lieutenant Flynn, you're going to adjust my blinds, unlock my doors, and return to your desk with that hard-on." She knew he loves it when she uses such crass terms, "And you're going to sit at your desk and try to hide it...in pure anticipation of what I'll do to you when we get home."

Andy began to smirk, "And what could that be?"

Sharon moved behind her desk, taking a seat, and gently began playing with her earlobe, another thing she knew to drive him crazy, "You'll have to wait to find out, Lieutenant."

"You look great, baby." Andy adjusts the ivory colored rose on his daughter's lapel. She wore a white tuxedo jacket, matched with navy tuxedo pants. "I can't believe you're getting married today. My baby girl...getting married."

"Well, there's still Kate." Mac shrugs, a smirk playing at her lips. "Don't know who would consider putting up with her though...honestly." She grins more, "I just...I can't wait to see Robin. I love her so much and...my skin tingles because of how...happy I am. Just...genuinely happy." She shakes her head a little, "I haven't felt this in a long time...if ever..."

He leans in, softly placing a kiss on her forehead, "The first time I laid eyes on Sharon...I knew I'd end up with her some day. It was supposed to be that way. No matter how it was set to happen, it was going to happen." His constant smirk begins to grow into a genuine smile, "And when she waltzed into the Murder Room...years after seeing her last, I couldn't believe she didn't change. Not one bit...it was freaky."

The young woman chuckles softly, "I'm sure your wife wants to hear that you thought she looked freaky."

"Breathtaking," Andy pauses, feeling the word wasn't enough, "Graceful-"

"My mother's never been described as graceful. Clumsy as hell, that one." Eve steps through the adjoined doorway between the rooms, adjusting her nude colored pump as she does so, "I've seen you trip over absolutely nothing...just...walking along and trip-"

"Not true!" Sharon calls out, having heard her daughter. She walks up next to her, peeking her head through the doorway as well, "We're going to head down in a little bit. You all want to get down there to help people sit?"

"Why do I need to help people sit?" Rusty furrows his brow, never actually being to a single wedding before that wasn't hosted at the Justice of the Peace. "Can't they sit on their own? I thought hotel staff-"

"Rusty." She scowls slightly, playfully toward her son, "Follow Julio's orders, same with you, Chad. He should be back in a moment. He went to get the girls some crackers. Mac will stay with your father since he's walking her down the aisle."

Andy glances over, catching sight of his wife for the first time since the morning. Her face made up, hair done perfectly, dress wrapped ever so around her figure. "Hey." He begins to grin, having immediate tunnel vision on his wife, "You look..."

"The kids are here." Sharon blushes, stepping into the room more when he moves over toward her. She notices her daughter move away from them, giving the two a quiet moment together. "You got all excited about my dress, you neglected to mention how... amazing you look in a navy tuxedo."

"I clean up well." He licks his lips, "I want to kiss you, but I know you'd probably hit me if I did that."

"I would." She smirks, "With all the time and effort the makeup artist put into this...had to bring in the trow and plaster..." She teases, chuckling with him.

"I didn't even notice you were wearing any." Andy takes hold of her hand, lifting it to his lips to gently kiss her knuckles. "I know you love weddings."

"I do." Sharon nods, holding his hand still. "Robin looks amazing...her anxiety is getting to her slightly, but I think she'll be a bit better when all eyes aren't on her." She lets out a self reassuring breath. "Everything will be fine. Did Provenza say people have started to arrive? Have you talked to him this morning?"

"He went with us to breakfast and just left an hour or so ago." He shrugs, "I haven't spoken to him since he left."

"Call him, please. Check in."

"I'm not married to him, you know..." Andy teases, reaching a hand into his pocket, removing his mobile phone within it.

"You even chose a phone case to match your tuxedo?" Sharon smirks again, "I got a personalized travel mug and you got a phone case. I'll probably be stealing that."

"I'd expect no less." He chuckles, "You girls finish up. Mac still needed to get her stuff done, but you know her..."

"I'm keeping it simple, Dad." Mac calls out, hearing her name being mentioned.

"We still have plenty to do and only an hour to do it." Sharon waves her eyebrows, reaching her hand up to gently stroke her husband's cheek, "I'll see you in a little bit, handsome. Don't forget your room key for later."

"The phone case has a card slot." Andy grins broadly, watching her walk away.