The way he sounded like such a promise that Annie wanted to reach down and pinch her leg to make sure that the whole 'married in Vegas' thing wasn't some kind of surreal dream. An entire married life with Webb was what she'd wanted, complete with relaxing Sundays on the couch and now she had it.

"I'm glad," was what she said, very quietly, before relaxing further into him. She wasn't going to fall asleep in her dinner, though, even without making the promise. She just wanted to get comfortable. "I love you."

Now that she could say it again, she wasn't going to stop. Even if it just sounded weird at times.