"Agent Prentiss, the gun shot you received shouldn't cause any long term problems. You'll be sore for a while, and you'll need to keep the wound clean and be careful not to burst any stiches, but otherwise you should make a full recovery." The doctor pulled a chair next to the bed. "But I do have some rather unfortunate news."
Emily's forehead wrinkled. She kept an eye on the door, waiting for JJ to find her. "But you just said everything was fine."
The doctor nodded. "Yes, there are no reasons to expect that you'll suffer any long term consequences. But Agent Prentiss, were you aware that you were pregnant?"
Emily's face flushed, her eyes widening with shock. "I was what?"
He smiled sadly. "I guess that's no. I'm sorry, but the baby didn't survive. We'll have to do a minor surgery to remove the… well, we'll get you fixed up in no time."
Emily nodded, completely confused. The doctors that had done her abortion years ago swore she would never be able to have a child. How did this happen?
"Your friends should be here any moment. We'll do the procedure when you're ready and you should be able to go home tonight. You'll just have to take it easy."
The brunette nodded again, muttering a thank you. As he left, JJ and the group pushed past him into the room. Garcia stopped at the foot of her bed and JJ took Emily hand.
Garcia said in a calm voice, "Dearly beloved, we're gathered here today because of seriously deranged psychopath and the loss of an absolutely gorgeous wedding gown." Morgan elbowed her in the side. "I mean we're here to celebrate the love between two people…"
Emily snapped out of her daze, laughing at her friend. "Pen, what are you doing?"
JJ just smiled. "Emily Prentiss, we have now survived three shootings and a kidnapping in the last year- and with every moment that passed, I have grown to love you a little more. Through the tears, the nightmares, the angry moments, and the ones filled with laughter, I have loved you. Emily, you have kept me strong through every moment of weakness; every time I thought I couldn't move forward, you were there to take a step with me. And I am so lucky and so blessed to have you by my side for the rest of my life. And so with this ring I vow: I will care for you when you're sick and injured- assuming you never get shot again-" she paused, smiling, "I will build you up every time you fall , I will protect you when you need it most, and I will love you through every moment whether good or bad. I will love you, Emily Prentiss, from now until the end of time."
"Do you, Emily Prentiss, take Jennifer Jareau to be your unlawfully wedded wife?" Garcia beamed.
Emily had tears in her eyes. "I do."
"Do you, Jennifer Jareau, take Emily Prentiss to be your unlawfully wedded wife?"
JJ laughed at the 'unlawfully' part. "I do." She smiled.
"Then by the power invested in me by myself, I now pronounce you wife and wife. Or whatever kinky names you call each other." She grinned. "Well, what are you waiting for? Start making out!"
Emily laughed and pulled JJ's face to hers. Their lips touched as the room awed at the newlyweds.
When they pulled apart, Emily sadly looked at her friends. "I really appreciate this, I do. But I need to talk to JJ alone before they take me back for surgery."
"Surgery? What surgery?" JJ cried, tightening her hold on Emily's hand.
"What's going on?" Garcia looked to Hotch, "You said she was fine!"
Emily shook her head. "It's just something minor. They said I can go home tonight. JJ can tell you about it later, but I need a minute alone with her."
Garcia scowled as Morgan nodded, dragging her from the room. The others followed without a commotion.
"Emily, what's going on? What do you-"
The brunette interrupted. "JJ, you need to sit down."
JJ's eyes widened as her cheeks went white, but she pulled the chair to the bed and did as she was told.
"I don't really know how to say this, Jen. I really don't. But somehow, I was pregnant."
JJ just started at her. "Pregnant? What do you mean?"
"I mean that when Will raped me, somehow I got pregnant. They always told me I couldn't have kids, but somehow…" her voice trailed off.
"So then what's the surgery for?" JJ tilted her head. Then the realization set in as she realized Emily was using the past tense. "You were shot in the stomach. Oh, Em. I'm so sorry." She sighed sadly, lifting Emily's hand to her lips. "What are you thinking?"
Emily shook her head. "I don't know, honestly. This… I never thought it was possible. I've never thought about kids before."
"Well, how do you feel about it?"
"Sad?" she answered, looking towards the foot of the bed. "I don't know why, but I feel sad like I lost something. It's stupid, I didn't even know that I was… you know. But I just…" her voice cracked.
JJ stood up and shifted Emily's body so she could lay on the bed with her. "It's okay, Em. It's not stupid." She rested her forehead against Emily's cheek. "I love you. No matter what."
"I love you too," Emily whispered, sniffling. "do you want kids?"
JJ smiled. "I think so. I think we'd make good moms, don't you?"
Emily nodded, lifting the blonde's chin so she could kiss her lips. "I think so too. You know, when we're not getting shot at." She forced a smile. "I was thinking… how would you feel about buying a house?"
"Are you serious?" JJ asked, a smile blooming on her lips. "I would love that. But what are we going to tell Garcia?"
Emily shook her head. "She can come too if she wants," the brunette laughed. "I know that you've liked having her living there these last few weeks."
JJ nodded. "We'll buy something with a guest house that we'll turn into Garcia's lair."
Emily smiled a genuine smile. "Be careful what you wish for, Jen. I might just do that."
JJ's face fell. "We've never really had the money conversation, Em. I don't have much to put down on down payment."
Emily kissed the blonde's forehead. "My money is your money now, JJ. And I have enough."
"But I don't want you to spend your entire life's savings, either."
Emily shook her head. "Jen, let's just say that my trust fund is enough for us both to quit our jobs and send fifteen kids to college and still live comfortably."
"But…" JJ paused. "What?"
"I don't talk about it, Jen. Money makes me uncomfortable. But you never have to worry, and we can buy the house of your dreams if you want to."
JJ was quiet, taking it all in. After a minutes she asked, "I know this is soon, especially considering…" her voice trailed off, looking at Emily's stomach. "But do you want kids? You know, with me?"
Emily smiled. "You know, I think I do actually. I didn't really think about it until now, but when I look at you and I think about ten years down the line…. I think of a family. So yes, if you're open to it, I'd like that."
JJ grinned. "I love you, Emily. I truly, truly do."
The doctor knocked on the door and entered before either the blonde or brunette could say 'come in'. "We're ready for you, Agent Prentiss. Agent Jareau?" he asked, nodding towards the blonde.
"That's me." She smiled sadly. "Could you explain what's going to happen a little? When can I take her home?"
"If everything goes smoothly, the procedure will take about 45 minutes. She'll need an hour or two in recovery, and then she's all yours." He smiled back at the blonde. "Don't worry, Agent. We'll take excellent care of her."
A/N: Please review; let me know what you're thinking!