"Well this is fun." Morgan commented as they sat drinking bottles of beer on JJ and Reid's couch.
"Sorry for ruining your plans." Reid apologised.
"Reid it's your bachelor party." Hotch pointed out. "They never turn out how you plan."
"What did you do for yours?" Reid asked.
"I don't remember most of it, only that I woke up dressed only in my underwear in the middle of a football field about fifty miles from home."
"I'm not going to even ask." Morgan smiled.
"Hayley wasn't impressed that I almost missed the wedding." Hotch recalled. "JJ's parents arriving sometime tomorrow aren't they?"
"Yes. JJ's Mom was going to fly out a few days ago for JJ's surprise bridal shower, which is now going to be tomorrow afternoon."
"If it is a surprise how do you know about it?" Morgan asked.
"They needed my help with something. They had to reschedule since we were out of town for a week. It was about the same time Garcia asked if I minded if they had a stripper."
"How did they get a stripper when I was under pains of death from JJ if I ordered one?" Morgan sounded slightly annoyed.
"Garcia was getting one whether I agreed or not. It was easier to say yes." Reid shrugged. "Is anyone hungry? Franco will deliver in twenty minutes."
"You made friends with the pizza guy." Hotch guessed.
"I can barely cook just ask JJ about the time she tried to teach me to make French toast. It was either order out or starve." Reid said.
"You're a genius, you can't figure it out?" Morgan asked.
"I can tell you word for word the recipe it's just the practical part I have problems with." Reid explained. "So pizza?"
"Why not?" Hotch said.
"One other thing, if you talk to JJ's father don't mention we're already married."
"She hasn't told him yet?" Hotch asked.
"Not yet, but she will."
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It was just gone midnight when JJ got home.
The three men were asleep in their seats. JJ cleaned up a little and took a couple of pictures before she woke Reid up.
"Hey Spence." She whispered.
"Hi." He said when he woke up.
"How are you feeling?"
"A bit sore, but I'm fine."
"It's time for bed. Come on." She held out a hand to help him up.
"What about them?"
"They may as well stay where they are. " JJ replied.
Morgan woke up the next morning with a yawn and stretched out, narrowly avoiding hitting Hotch in the face. It took him a minute to remember where he was and why he was still dressed in his clothes.
He heard a noise from the kitchen and went to find the source.
"Morning." JJ smiled at him. "How's the head?"
"It's fine."
"There's aspirin on the counter." She indicated over her shoulder. "And juice in the fridge."
"Thanks."
"I'm making pancakes do you want some?" She offered.
"Sure. Can I help?"
"Get the syrup out the fridge."
"Reid said I should ask you about the time you tried to teach him to make French toast."
JJ blushed remembering how they had gotten distracted and the toast had burnt.
Morgan noticed but didn't comment.
"So I heard you had a stripper."
"His name was Noah, Garcia invited him to the reception but it's his niece's birthday party tomorrow." JJ informed him.
"Did you get his life history?"
"He's paying his way through grad school, he's an archaeologist."
"Indiana Jones." Morgan scoffed.
"That was the doctor from last night." JJ reminded him. "Can you grab the plates, in the cupboard above your head?"
"Sure."
TBC
