A warm breeze blew in from the ocean causing Piper's light blue skirt to move around her ankles. She stood in front of Dean, holding a small bouquet of flowers. Her feet were bare, and she let her toes curl in the sand.

Dean held her hands, a huge smile on his face. His long hair was tied back into a ponytail, and he was dressed comfortably in a white shirt and khaki pants. His feet were also bare.

The gentleman standing before them cleared his throat. "Do you, Dean Christopher Raymond, take thee, Piper Jean Gallimore, to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do."

The man turned to Piper and posed the same question. She waited a beat before she smiled and answered.

"I do."

From their spot in the front row, Chloe leaned against JC. "Well, it's about time," she grinned. "I don't know anybody who takes this long to realize they're in love.

JC chuckled as he looked down at her. "Oh, no, no one." His kissed his wife, and then turned his attention back to the ceremony.

"With the power vested in me," the preacher announced. "I now pronounce you man and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Dean didn't have to be asked twice. Pulling Piper into his arms, he kissed her.