New York downtown,
"Congratulations, both of you." Caitlin looks at one of the CIA's staff attending her ceremony. She smiles and says her thanks before Flynn coming from her behind and pull her waist softly.
"My bride, have you decide on which place you want to go as our honeymoon destination?" he whispers, and Caitlin turns her body to the man, giggling.
"No yet~ but, anywhere is fine with me. As long as I'm with you." She pushes Flynn's chest before she turns around again and smiles at other guests. Flynn did not force her to decide it now, and when he turned around, he saw a man wearing a brown trench coat while holding a bouquet of pink hydrangea. He looks a bit gloom.
Touch Caitlin's shoulder, Flynn whisper to her again, "Cait, I'll take care of the guests.. you should.." he signal her using his eyes to look at their side. Caitlin seems a little surprised, and she looks back at Flynn.
