Please note: I do not intend this to be serious in any way. This is just something that I hope will make all the anti-Willers out there laugh. I know it's dumb. :)
I also do not own Criminal Minds or any of that jazz. If I did, this would totally make a gag reel, though.
Will LaMontagne perched on the side of his hospital bed. JJ had just agreed to marry him and he was the happiest man on earth! He'd survived one hell of a day, and now it was getting so much better!
David Rossi was watching and listening in from just outside the room. He had Will and JJ's young son with him.
"Henry, why don't you go find uncle Spencer," he said, directing the young boy to the waiting room. When he was well out of ear and eye shot, David pulled his gun.
He did not hesitate in the slightest as he pulled the trigger and put one squarely in Will's head.
"ROSSI! Why in the hell did you just do that?" JJ screamed.
"I just did you a favor. That bastard was going to ruin the rest of your life. Now you're free to do whatever you want! Or rather, whomever. Like a certain man who wears his ties too tight."
"Jesus Christ, Dave, you could have just said something," JJ said, stalking out the room. She really didn't care that Will was dead, except how it would impact her son. She was wondering how to tell him that uncle Dave shot Daddy. Maybe now was the time to tell him Hotch was his real father.
And then JJ married Hotch instead of Will (duh, he's dead), Derek and Garcia got married (and they had tons of threesomes with Reid!), while Dave and Emily retired to the beach together. The end!