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As usual, the weather in Las Vegas is sunny and hot. The streets are teeming with traffic and people, all going about their normal business.

Sara turns to look at Barry and grins. He looks utterly enthralled with the chaos around them. "Let's stash your stuff in my apartment for now--we can come back later." He nods in agreement, and soon she's driving them to the crime lab.

Sitting in the parking lot, she hesitates before getting out.

"Is everything all right?" His concern touches her, as it always does.

"Yes--it's just a little strange to be here as a visitor."

He takes her hand, squeezing it comfortingly, before they head into the building.

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"The pasta primavera, steamed vegetables, and a small salad," she tells the server, handing back over the menus."

"Only difference between here and the Bar is we will actually have to wait to eat."

"And none of the chefs can turn into fauns. I think. I mean, this is Vegas." He smirks, and that is the last he says about Gil, or any of the others he's worried about back home.

Back home...funny how he thinks of the Bar as home without even thinking about it.

While they wait, Barry instead talks of friends, of Jaina's birthday and how Clarice has invited him to the stables and how Ray named a coffee demon - "Don't ask. It seemed normal to me by now." - DiMaggio. He laughs and grins and sometimes just gets lost in her eyes.

And when dinner comes they eat slowly, enjoying the conversation as much as the food.

"I have yet to see Gil--I hope Sooty's hanging in there." She grins, digging into her food.

"As for the chefs here, for all you know--this is Vegas." She smirks at the dour look he gives her.

"A demon? A coffee demon?" Shaking her head. "Once again, Vegas is seeming normal."

After they finish eating and get more drinks, she smiles. The band chooses that moment to do a new number. "Want to dance?"

"Always."

He takes her in his arms, and sways with her to the music. They flow carefully across the dance floor, forgetting that there is anyone else there. Occasionally, if he knows the song, he sings along with the music softly in her ear.

And every so often, they get a view of the window, overlooking the bright lights of the city.

She had missed both of her proms in favor of academics. She had heard the other girls speaking of the "magic" of the evening.

Dancing with the man she loved, Sara finds herself believing in that magic.

He leans in close as they say around. He thought he would be more nervous. He's not.

"Sara, do you think it's possible to get a room here for the night?"

She stops dancing for a moment, taken completely by surprise.

He begins to blush and stammer.."Yes, I think we can," she cuts him off, joy on her face.

He smiles back at her, totally charmed by how, at some level, she's just as nervous and as excited as he is.

He begins to dance again, with a little more vigor.

"Shall we have dessert here, or order room service?"

"Room service, definitely. The Bellagio specializes in chocolate covered strawberries."

"Oh my." And for the first time since she has known him, and certainly the first time since they fell in love, there is a look on his face of almost sinful anticipation and delight.

"Then shall we get the check and find the front desk?"

"You always have the best ideas, Barry." She smirks, taking care of the formalities in the club.

They walk through the adjoining door to the lobby of the Bellagio, making their way to the front desk.

"One room with a king sized bed for the night," she requests with a smile, pushing over a credit card.

They are both given a keycard for room 2022. "Could a large serving of chocolate covered strawberries be sent up in..two hours?" The lady behind the desk answers in the affirmative, bidding them a pleasant night.

She smiles at Barry.

His grin is one of delight, and love. His heart begins to race faster as they head to the elevator, and they ride up.

Throwing discretion to the wind just a little - it's not like he doesn't see the security cameras - he grabs her in his arms and kisses her with deep passion.

"Have I told you lately how much I love you?"

"You tell me every day, and I never tire of hearing it." She kisses him back fiercely. "And you know I love you. God, Barry, I love you so, so much."

He smiles and is about to kiss her again when the elevator door opens. The hall is empty, and they walk hand in hand to the room.

She opens it, and through drawn curtains, the window shows the night sky and the light of Las Vegas spread out below. He draws her under his arm and they walk into the room. Deftly, and using his speed for the last time this night, he places the Do Not Disturb sign outside the room.

[ooc: it's a wrap?}

She kicks the door shut.

[ooc: It's a wrap. I've got to start heading to class anyway. I can do the link in bar if you like. :)]

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