(I recommend listening to never let me go by Florence and the machine whilst reading this chapter :)
It had been 7 months, 7 months without Emily in his life. He was distant from the team, he was more serious and he realised that all of the team were the same. Nobody had been the same after Emily's death. Even though, he knew she was alive, he had grieved her just as much because she wasn't there.
He knew he couldn't go and visit her, although everything inside him urged him to go and see her and hold her. He knew he couldn't.
But the day had finally come, they had got her back and Doyle was dead. I'm fact, he had shot Doyle himself. He knew the team were confused and felt betrayed by not knowing, but it was the only way him and JJ could guarantee Emily's safety.
Once Doyle was dead, Emily ran into him arms, as he stroked the back of her head. "It's all over." He whispered, kissing her head.
She nodded, "I've missed you so much." She said, letting out a sigh of relief.
By this point, the team were all looking and it was pretty obvious to all of them that they were together. They were all happy for them, despite some of them still feeling a little hurt for being kept in the dark about her being alive.
They had decided to not waste another second, the day after Emily was reinstated into the FBI they had all taken a few days off. Emily and Aaron had decided to get married, and to have a small, private ceremony. The wedding involved the team and Jack. It wasn't anything big, but they were both private people and didn't want to waste any time in waiting for a venue.
They were all in Rossi's garden which had been transformed into a small ceremony. Reid obviously was already legally registered to officiate marriages, and had officiated them. It was a short, but sweet service. Soon night fell, and the first dance was here. They had decided to use the song Never Let Me Go by Florence and the machine, it seemed fitting.
Emily had her hand on Aaron's shoulder and one in his as he had his other hand on her waist, they were dancing slowly.
"I can't believe this day came." Emily chuckled, she had looked beautiful, she was wearing a lace, white dress. Garcia, JJ and herself had managed to pull some strings at a bridal shop and buy the dress Emily had wanted.
"Me neither" Aaron smiled, "Have I mentioned how gorgeous my WIFE looks today?" He smirked.
She chuckled, "So does my HUSBAND." She said before she gasped as he spun around.
"This is everything I've ever wanted, Aaron. It's perfect." She smiled widely.
"I plan to keep it that way, forever Mrs Hotchner" he smirked before spinning her around once more.
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Emily had moved into Aaron's house, and had sold her apartment. Both of them had never been happier, on weekends Aaron had Jack they'd all spend going on days out, or chill movie days. It was all perfect, and Emily had finally felt happy.
She had been lonely in her months in Paris, she'd missed everyone deeply, especially Aaron. But she knew it was all over now, and she gotten all her family back.
The whole team had decided to go on a night out, Emily had even persuaded Aaron as he was reluctant. They were all meeting at 7PM at a bar called Joe's.
It was 6:45 and Emily was still getting ready, "What is it with women and getting ready?" Aaron said, coming upstairs and looking at his watch. "We're going to be late."
She rolled her eyes, "A few minutes never killed anyone" she said as she came out the bathroom. She had a tight black dress on which stopped just above her knees, it clung to her curves, emphasising them perfectly. "Who are you trying to impress?" He smirked, moving his hands on her hips as he looked her up and down.
She pressed her lips together, "Oh, nobody special. Just the section chief who's coming out with us tonight" she said, looking up at him with a smirk.
He trailed a hand up her thigh, "You know, like you said..a couple minutes never harmed anyone, right?" He said, pushing her to the wall.
She bit her lip, nodding softly, "I'm sure..they'll be fine without us..for a while" she said, as she moved into kiss him roughly.
He smirked, unzipping the back of her dress and pulling it down roughly.
As he placed a hand on her throat, she unbuckled his pants, pulling them down with his underwear. He pulled her small thong off, as she pulled his black shirt off, throwing it across the room.
He pulled her up, as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He pushed her head up, moving down and kissing her neck, sucking on her soft spot.
She bit her lip, letting out a small moan as he pushed himself inside her.
She tightened her grip on his waist, as he stated thrusting fast into her, moving back up and kissing her roughly.
She moaned, moving her hands up and gripping his arms, "Aaron.." she whispered in pleasure.
He smirked, pulling out and picking her up and throwing her onto the bed and going down onto her, pushing into her roughly. She moaned, moving her hands out and gripping the bed. She wrapped her legs around his shoulders, as he moved in deeper, grabbing her throat tighter.
She let out a cry, her legs shaking, as she closed her eyes in pleasure. "Aaron.." she moaned, as she felt herself release inside him.
He grinned as he felt her release, he pushed her legs off his shoulders and moved himself down onto the bed, pulling her on top of him.
She smirked, trailing kisses down his body as she moved and sat on his dick, entering into him deeply. He grabbed her waist tightly, as she bounced up and down, moving her hips in rhythm. He groaned, moving his head back, closing his eyes. She bit her lip, moaning softly as she pushed deeper into him.
He groaned, feeling himself cum inside her, pulling her down and kissing her roughly.
"That was worth being late" she smirked, getting off him and kissing him once more before going to get dressed.
They made it to the bar at 7:35, Morgan smirked as they came in and sat down at the table. "So where have you two been?" He said, raising a brow.
"We-
"Or the question is, what have they been doing?" Rossi added, sipping his drink.
"Aaron had some things he had to take care of."
Garcia chuckled, "Yeah, I'm sure he did." She whispered to Morgan.
"Anyway, shots?" Emily asked, standing up.
"Two rounds!" Garcia exclaimed, standing up to go with her.
It was late at night, the team were at the bar and were all drunk. They were all dancing, everyone except Rossi and Hotch.
Emily heard one of her favourite songs come on, feel so close by Calvin Harris and ran over to Aaron. "Aaron, your coming to dance right now!" She said grabbing his hand and attempting to pull him up.
"I don't-"
"You do, today!" She said, as she continued to try pull him up.
Aaron rolled his eyes playfully and stood up, following her to the dance floor.
Rossi smirked, watching them, sipping his drink remembering the times when one of his 3 wives would be forcing him to do something with them.
Emily placed her hands on his shoulders, as he placed his hands on her waist, squeezing them tightly as they danced in rhythm with the music.
Emily smirked, looking up at him and moved in to kiss him roughly, "I love you!" She shouted through the music.
"What, you want to have sex?" He smirked, knowing exactly what she had said.
Emily nudged him, "Maybe you'll get that later...depends how you behave for the time being" she smirked.
He chuckled, moving down and kissing her passionately, "And for the record, I love you too" he added.
(okay I wanted delena vibes for that dance scene at the end because that scene is the best scene ever