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“Paul Baker, you choose. What do you want?” Issa asked, as her eyes lifted to meet his. The question hung in the air, suspended like a held breath. Paul Baker turned slowly, eyes scanning the makeshift gathering like it might offer him answers he didn’t yet have. Billie gave him a smile and a nod. Samir gave a half smile. Issa stood still, with worry etched on her face. Finally, his eyes landed on Anton. Anton, who had known exactly what he was thinking back at the bar. There was something about that night that stuck with him, something honest beneath all the rambling. With Anton, he felt oddly safe, anchored in a way he rarely let himself feel with anyone. He'd remembered everything, even the offhand, half-drunk joke Paul Baker made through a crooked grin about wanting glow sticks at his “real wedding.” _ or a 1x08 missing scene from when Anton and Paul Baker get married!

Fics like We had an American wedding (now what's mine is yours)

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