Author's Notes: Can you believe the wedding takes place exactly 300 chapters from Scrubs' first kiss? It's like we PLANNED it or something!

With her father on one side and her uncle on the other, Robin finally understood what her mother had been talking about. She was going to count her blessings from now on. There was no sense wasting time worrying about what could happen. All she cared about was how happy she felt at this moment and how much she wanted to bottle up the emotion and let it out when she needed cheering up.

The music fell away and "At The Beginning" signaled her arrival. She could hear the crowd turn around in their chairs, but her eyes were focused on Patrick's. From where she stood, she could make out tears in his eyes, though they were subtle. Hers had started the second her dad and uncle came to collect her. Absently, she sniffed and laughed at how ridiculous she must look her cheeks blotchy and her eyes puffy. If Patrick shared her opinion, it didn't show in his chocolate eyes. She gulped, realizing that she was suddenly closing the space between them. They must have taken to dragging her because she couldn't remember voluntarily moving.

"You have never looked more beautiful." Robert whispered, squeezing his daughter's right hand.

"I'm go glad you're both here. I don't know if I could have…" Robin's voice fell away when her eyes returned to Patrick's of their own accord. The truth was, she could have done this without them, but she was so thankful that she hadn't had to. She knew in her heart she would have gone through with this even if every person she knew was against it.

"You would have been just fine." Mac insisted, touching her nose through the veil just as he had when she was a little girl.

Robin stopped suddenly, her left hand finding her stomach. She could feel the worried glances from the guests and from her devilishly handsome fiancé, so she made certain to put on a smile for them. There was nothing wrong after all. "He's dancing again." She explained in a voice that everyone could hear without having to yell. Thank God for an outside wedding.

"Do you think we could make it all the way down the aisle this time?" Robert teased, tucking his thumb beneath her chin. "I think I about had a heart attack just now."

"No heart attacks at my wedding. No drama." Robin begged with a smile.

"If you want to hightail it out of here…" Mac offered, though she could tell from his tone he was joking.

"I've made it this far." Robin reasoned. "I think I'm ready to go all the way."

"I think you are." Mac agreed and the three of them finished their journey down the thin strip of red velvet. Robin had insisted the wedding be outside so Maxie had suggested the carpet. If nothing else, she wouldn't have to traipse around in the sticky grass, a disaster Maxie had called it.

The pastor smiled at the beautiful bride as she stopped a single step away from her rightful place at the altar. "Who gives this woman away?"

"We do." Robert spoke up, tears in his eyes. Mac was only able to keep his at bay because of the pressure he was keeping on the inside of his cheek.

"How are you doing? You okay?" Patrick wanted to know as Robin stepped in front of him.

"We're just fine, Daddy." Robin whispered, smiling brilliantly.

"I guess I'm a little overprotective." Patrick admitted unnecessarily.

"You? I never would have guessed." Robin laughed, loosely taking his hands in hers.

"Dearly Beloved." The pastor addressed the crowd. "We are gathered here to witness the union of two very special people. I can still remember when these two were younger, stirring up trouble during my sermons."

"I never…" Robin began, but under the pastor's loving yet stern gaze, she shut her mouth. "I meant well."

"I was just curious by nature." Patrick defended himself.

Lucky covered his laugh by immediately starting a coughing fit. "Sorry. Dust."

"I think everyone here can agree that their road hasn't been an easy one, not separately nor the life they've build together. God doesn't intend for us to have it easy because he wants us to appreciate what we have and fight to keep it. And I have to say, I've never seen a more suited couple."

"Did he just call us suited?" Patrick muttered, giving Robin a worried look.

"It's a compliment." Robin promised with a nod of her head.

Patrick didn't realize the pastor's hand had disappeared behind his back until he felt a smack across his head. "Still interrupting me, I see."

"Sorry." Patrick sheepishly replied.

"As I was saying, though the journey has been difficult, they've come together today to share their joy with all of us. Do we have the rings?" At his question, Morgan left his seat next to Bobbie and dug into the front pocket of his black pants.

"Morgan?" Patrick goaded.

"They're here somewhere." Morgan vowed, digging ever vigilantly into his pocket.

"Maybe the other one?" Patrick suggested, leaving his spot only long enough to bend down and help him.

"Uh oh." Morgan's face reddened.

"What's the matter baby?" Robin wondered, slowly bending down, her left arm grasping Patrick's in case she ever wanted to stand back up.

"Well, Cameron and Lance and me…we were playing with them and…" Morgan glanced down at his empty hands.

"And?" The pastor prodded.

"Well I think I dropped them." Morgan explained his eyes glued to the floor.

"That's okay." Robin told him.

"Got you!" Morgan laughed, extracting them from his back pocket and meeting their eyes. "I got you so good." His arrogant statement caused everyone to giggle to themselves.

"You little devil." Robin grabbed him and tickled him until he released the rings.

"Well what else was I supposed to do?" Morgan challenged. "Everybody was crying. It was freaking me out." He admitted.

"Do you want to stand up here with us?" Robin suggested, scooting him toward the altar. "This isn't just about us today."

"Do I have to say anything?" Morgan whispered.

"Not unless you want to." Patrick stated with a grin. Leave it to Morgan to come up with a unique way to break the tension.

"I guess I can do that then."

"Well don't strain yourself." The pastor chuckled.

All laughter subsided when Patrick took the offered ring and slipped it onto Robin's finger. He didn't realize he was shaking until he felt her other hand cover his reassuringly. "I thought I would know what I was going to say when I got up here." Patrick worked to soothe his scattered nerves. "I was going to recite a poem or a song or maybe just have the band sing it to you, but then I thought about what a disservice that would be to you. So this is what I came up with." He paused, lightly stroking the finger he had placed the ring on. "I didn't know what love was until I loved you. I didn't know how to see until I saw you. I am a better man for knowing you and the luckiest man in the world to have your love."

"I know things started out rough and there have been times when you've wanted to give up, but you never did and I can't begin to tell you how grateful I am for that. You've touched a part of me that I thought had died long ago. You taught me how to live, really live, again. You know my flaws and you still want to be with me; you have the patience of a saint and the most captivating smile. It's hard to believe the world could ever frown after they've seen it. I want all of you today and forever. I love you Robin Scorpio."

Robin was laughing and crying as his speech came to a close. "I thought I had everything planned down the letter, but you know what?" She snatched the folded note from the bouquet Elizabeth was holding and threw it at their feet. "It doesn't come close to what I want to tell you."

"From the moment I met you, I've known you were the most exasperating, stubborn man I had ever met or ever would meet. I didn't ever think you were the type to need anyone. You were always so confident about everything. I hadn't ever felt shy around any other man, but I did around you. I was so worried I was going to start mumbling and make a total idiot of myself. It was easier to believe you didn't have a care in the world, because then I could tell myself that you were better off without me. And then I saw that look in your eyes, that sadness that I immediately recognized. And suddenly I wanted to make that look disappear. I wanted to scare away whatever demons you carried around with you, never realizing that I carried a closet full of my own."

The tears were so thick now she couldn't see his beautiful face any longer. Taking the handkerchief Elizabeth offered, she continued, "I never believed in heroes until I met you. You saved me that day in the car and you've been saving me ever since. I don't know what kind of wife I'll make, but I promise I'm not ever going to give up. I'm not wasting anymore time worrying about a future we can't predict. I look forward to all we don't know because I know you'll be by my side. I love you so much Patrick Drake." Already holding his hands, she easily slipped the ring onto his finger, her bottom lip quivering.

The pastor's voice boomed. "It's my great pleasure to introduce Mr. and Mrs. Patrick Drake!"