A/N: I dom't own anything but the plot. And even that could be credited to the television series "The Brady Bunch." I'm just playing with our little friends, powers that be. Don't sue me.

A/N2: Inspired by the "BAU Bunch" Youtube video that I watched over 10 times tonight alone.

A/N3: Reviews totally accepted regardless of how you feel about the story.

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It was a bright, sunny Saturday May morning at the Wyndham Pointe Apartments, Dumfries, Virginia. The same sun streamed through the beige blinds to reach the coral colored bedroom. A 36-year-old, blonde haired woman, named Erin Elizabeth Strauss, sat on the bed while her three children sat around on the floor.

"There's no time for this. The wedding is due to start in just over three hours, Erin," a man knocked on the door in a charcoal grey pinstriped suit. "Jenny still has to do all of your hair." Erin got off the bed and started to pace around the room as her three girls looked at their mother. Erin's dad, Richard Strauss, tapped his wrist and closed the door again.

'I think it's going to be perfect, Grandpa. It's going to be perfect." The girl, 15, whose had her hair dyed from blonde like her mother's to jet black, Emily, spoke.

"Me too," the most innocent of the three, Erin's youngest, Jennifer (JJ), 6, was quick to chime in.

Erin Strauss turned to look at her children, "How can you say that when everything is off to such a bad start?"

J.J. got off the floor, going over to quickly hug her mother. "Because we love you?"

"You guys really like Supervisory Special Agent David Rossi, don't you?" After a beat of not responding, Erin Strauss allowed herself a small smile that still felt foreign on her face.

"Of course we like him!" Erin's most original (in a good way) and middle child at age 11, Penelope's said enthusiastically.

"A lot!" J.J. agreed. "Know how much we like him?"

Erin Strauss smiled at her youngest child, fearing the gleam in the child's steel blue eyes. "How much?"

The young girl pounced on her mother, throwing her in a big hug. "This much!"

Erin Strauss gave a nod and smile of amusement, returning her daughter's hug before Emily wrangled JJ off their mother. "I'm happy that we're all going to be happy. You're going to be happy. David Rossi is going to be happy. As are Aaron , Derek, and Spencer."

Penelope looked confused at her mother. "If everyone is going to be happy, why don't you look happy too, Momma?"

"I am perfectly happy." Erin Strauss said with a sad smile on her face.

"Liar," Her oldest groaned. The FBI unit chief shot her eldest a fortified glare, but her cell phone buzzed with the ringtone, "The Way You Look Tonight," just before Erin could answer her daughter's accusation.

"I bet it's David Rossi!" Penelope's head bounced up and down as she sung.

"Get down from there." Erin chided her daughter's thoughts before answering.

"Strauss." Erin growled into the phone. The three girls looked up at their mother and when Erin pointed at Penelope she squeaked in her correct guess. "How are you?"

"Nervous." Her betrothed's voice whispered over the phone,

"It's the same over here." Erin Strauss admitted after a pause. A knock on the door again took the four Strauss women out of their trance. "Why don't you children go get yourselves dressed." Erin covered the mouthpiece of her phone to talk to her girls. "I'll see to you later."

"Come on, you guys." Emily herded the two youngest out the door to their waiting grandfather. "The big people want to talk." Em's voice went down an octave as her eyebrows wiggled. "Alone."

"Yes," Richard took JJ's hand, "alone."

"Alone." J.J. echoed definitively.

"Sorry, what?" Erin exhaled as the door shut. "My kids were in the room."

"Spencer checked to make sure that I was wearing pants at breakfast." Dave chuckled. Erin heard the lightness in her fiancé's voice and couldn't help but plaster a smile on her face.

"Smart boy," Erin nodded to nobody, "I wouldn't put it past you to forget something so important."

"ERIN!"

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A/N4: Happy Anniversary Jayne Atkinson (Erin Strauss) and her fabulous real life hubby, Michel Gill!