As the limo rolled to a stop in front of the church, Jack didn't even have time to reach the handle of the door before it was thrown open from the outside. Will leaned down and took Jack's hand, firmly grasping it as Jack stood from the car.

"Hey guys!" Will greeted enthusiastically, as he pulled Jack into a tight hug. Jack kissed his cheek.

"Hi, Will," Karen smiled as he helped her out of the limo next. He pecked her on the lips.

"Karen, looking gorgeous as always," he told her, taking a step back to examine her outfit. "How do you look so good?"

"This is just a little Noxzema and the love of a good man, honey," she told him, wrapping her arm around Jack's. Will smiled at the two best friends as they shared a content and happy look. "Where's Vince?"

"Oh he's pulling the car around," Will told them, leading them up the steps of the large church. "We've got all the corsages and Laila's bouquet in the trunk, so we just need to transfer them inside."

"How's Grace holding up?" Jack asked Will, as they stepped into the lobby of the old basilica.

"She's good, she's a little emotional, but good," Will told them. They nodded. "You know, her only daughter and all…"

"Well, she'll be well taken care of by your boy," Jack reassured, patting Will on the arm. He beamed.

"I just can't believe it…" he mumbled, obviously overjoyed.

"I'm so glad they decided to get married in the city," Karen added. "It seems like it's been ages since the six of us were all together."

It was true - ever since Will and Grace had had their children and Karen had moved in with Jack, The group hadn't seen as much of each other. Now that the kids were all out of the house it afforded more time for socializing, but as we age, taking the time out to do such things becomes less of a priority. And today, as excited as Will and Grace were about their children's marriage, Jack and Karen were equally as excited to have such a momentous reason to spend time with all of their closest friends.

Just then, a door behind them burst open, causing them all to turn. Grace came through it, her faded red hair pinned back elegantly, highlighting her prominent cheekbones. She must have heard their voices through the crack in the door, as she came out with her arms outstretched to Jack and Karen. Karen made it to Grace first, throwing her arms around her and kissing her cheek as Grace laughed.

"Hi, honey," Karen chirped.

"Hey, Kare," Grace replied, smiling at Jack over Karen's shoulder.

"Gracie," Jack greeted her, as she released Karen and embraced him instead.

"Jack, you look so handsome!" she proclaimed. She turned back towards the three of them. "It's so good to see you guys." Karen nodded in enthusiastic agreement.

"Where's the blushing bride?" she asked.

Grace threw her head to the right, towards the door she had just come out of.

"She's just getting into her dress," she told them, grabbing Karen's hand and leading her towards the door. "Can you guys manage without Kare? Laila wanted to see her."

"Absolutely," Will responded, just as Vince's car became visible through the glass double doors. He and Jack turned their backs on the women, rushing out to help him with the flowers. Karen frowned as she watched Jack struggle to keep up with Will, his movements forced and strained-looking. Grace noticed it, too, and put her arm around Karen's shoulder.

"We're all getting older," she stated, reading the worry on Karen's face. Karen sighed and forced a smile as they turned and went through the wooden door to where the bride was waiting.

"Karen!" Laila nearly shouted as she spotted Karen entering the room behind her mother.

"Hi, babe," Karen greeted her as Laila kissed her cheek lightly and took Karen's hands in her own. "Look at you! You look absolutely stunning." Karen released one of Laila's hands and used the other to spin her around, examining her wedding dress. Grace watched them silently from the corner, glad that Karen could be part of this day since she would never had a daughter of her own to marry off.

"You like it?" Laila asked, obviously pleased by Karen's compliment.

"Oh honey, I love it!" Karen reiterated. "Well I haven't seen such a beautiful bride since…well, since your mother married your father."

Laila smiled and turned back to the mirror.

"Thanks, Kare," she said, studying her reflection. "Hey how come I've never seen any of your wedding pictures? You must've been stunning."

"She was," Grace interjected.

"Oh, honey, I've got so many wedding pictures I don't even know where to put them all…I think they're stuffed in a drawer somewhere in the manse," Karen explained, taking a seat next to Grace as Laila continued to check herself out.

"God, Karen, did that ever freak you out? You know, marrying guy after guy?" Laila asked. Her young innocence and lack of tact made Karen laugh out loud.

"Probably," she answered, "on some level. My last marriage ended so long ago I don't even really remember the other ones."

"I hope Ben's the one. The only one," Laila muttered. Karen and Grace exchanged a knowing look.

"I'm sure he is, honey," Karen reassured her. "But all that really matters, in the end, is that you're happy, no matter who it is you're with."

"Are you happy?" Grace asked softly, turning her body towards Karen. Grace knew that Karen had problems in the past dealing with being single. And while she knew how special of a bond she and Jack had, nothing is ever the same as having a man that is fully committed to you. What she didn't realize was just how committed to Karen Jack was.

Karen closed her eyes and thought a minute before answering. She hadn't been married in more than 20 years, and since then had been living with a gay guy. With Jack. Her Jack.

"Very."