"Nicky?" Molly said barely above a whisper as tears poured from her eyes.

"Molly, it's been a long time," the handsome man standing before her responded.

His blonde hair was short and styled just as she remembered. His blue eyes shimmered with tears as he stepped forward and pulled his big sister into his arms. Molly held tightly to her brother, who now towered her and had more muscle to his body. The rest of the group watched and cried right along with them. Alex handed out tissues to everyone even Derek took one.

"How?" Molly gasped into his shoulder.

"I don't know how he found me. I've been living on the streets off and on for the past 10 years. One day when I stopped to get something to eat at a local church, this guy came up to me, said his name was Dr. Spencer Reid with the FBI and he knew where you were," he said as leaned back to look her in the eyes.

"I didn't believe him at first, but he showed me some pictures and told me how well you were doing. He brought me back to DC with him, hooked me up with a job and an apartment. Told me if I kept taking care of myself and proved that I could hold down a job and live a stable life, he would take me to see you."

"He saved my life Mols. I have a great job and I'm finally making a decent living for myself. I even met someone that I think has potential to be a girlfriend. I couldn't have done it without Spencer."

Molly finally let go of her brother and wiped at her eyes. Her heart filled with gratitude for Spencer and pride for her brother standing before her. There were so many emotions to handle. She turned to look at Derek who moved over to give her a hug.

"I hate to break up the reunion, but it's nearly time for the ceremony and you still need to finish getting ready," Penelope said sniffling.

Nick gave Molly another hug before he started to follow Derek out of the room.

"We'll catch up more later. When you come back from your honeymoon, we can get together. I'd love to show you were I live and where I work. For now, you have a great man waiting for you so you better get ready," Nick said smiling at her.

Molly reached out and grabbed Nick's arm.

"It's good to see you Nicky," she said emotionally.

Nick winked at her before walking off with Derek.

"Let's get this show on the road!" Penelope cried.

(xxxxx)

Spencer bounced nervously back and forth on his feet as he stood by the lake where he waited for the wedding to begin. The wind lightly blew the string of lights that lit the small group of attendees. He looked into the audience to see his mom smiling at him. She was sitting next to her nurse in a beautiful pale blue dress. Thankfully she was having a good night.

Hotch was playing with Michael in the front row next to J.J. and Will. Penelope sat next to Molly's brother, chatting quietly. Alex and her husband were laughing about something Jason Gideon was saying. Derek nodded as he walked down the aisle, signaling they were ready to begin.

The soft sound of music played as Jack and Henry walked down the aisle, both giggling at the attention. Derek held his hand out for high fives as the boys took their places next to him. Spencer was grinning from ear to ear at the boys. Next, Emily walked down the aisle in a stunning sparkling purple gown. Her hair done up in a twisted mess. She looked radiant.

The music changed and Spencer's heart started racing. Everyone stood up and turned to face the back of the aisle. Molly appeared with her arm linked with Rossi's. Her hair was half up with a braid holding it together, while the rest of her hair hung in messy curls. Spencer tried to keep his emotions in check, but his eyes filled with tears.

Molly was already crying as she walked toward him. Tears were streaming down her cheeks, making her grateful that J.J. had put waterproof mascara on her. Spencer looked amazing in his tuxedo. When they reached the front of the aisle, Spencer stepped up to her to take her hand from Rossi. Before letting her go, Rossi gave her a gentle kiss on her cheek. Molly gave him a hug, then turned to Spencer.

"Words can't express how beautiful you look," he whispered to her.

Molly blushed as the ceremony began. Vows were spoken, rings were exchanged, and finally, the moment they both had been waiting for was the announcement of them being husband and wife. Spencer pulled Molly close before pressing his lips against hers. Just as their kiss intensified the sound of fireworks lighting the sky behind them interrupted. Everyone oohed and ahhed as they watched the celebration of a New Year being rung in along with a new marriage.

(xxxxx)

Spencer started to walk off after the ceremony towards the hall they rented at the hotel for food, drinks, and dancing. Before he got far, Molly reached out and stopped him.

"Uh uh, don't think you're going to get away from me that easily," Molly said with a smirk on her face.

Spencer turned to her with a questioning look in his eyes. Molly pulled him close and pressed her lips forcefully to his.

"What was that for?" he asked blushing.

"Not that I need a reason to kiss my husband, but how did you do it?" Molly asked.

"Do what?" Spencer said furrowing his brow.

"Don't play dumb with me. How did you find my brother?" she said.

Spencer's confusion transitioned into understanding and a smile stretched across his lips.

"I have my ways," he said putting his arms around her waist.

"Well, I will never be able top that gift. You are something beyond special and I can't thank God enough for putting you into my life. I love you so much," Molly said kissing him more passionately this time.

As their kiss intensified, they heard a throat clear behind them. They separated to find Derek and Emily grinning behind them.

"They want to start serving food, so if you two could do that before you jump each other's bones, that would be great," Derek said jovially.

"It's our celebration. If I wanna suck Spencer off before we have food, you'll just have to wait," Molly said, pretending to be snippy.

"Wow that food sounds great right now," an embarrassed Spencer said as Molly, Derek, and Emily laughed.

"Oh, come on Pretty Boy, it's not like we don't know what goes on behind closed doors," Derek said as he patted Molly's belly.

"Knowing and talking about it is two different things," Spencer said as he started walking toward the hotel.

"Exactly, knowing how good I am at blow jobs is not a topic for discussion," Molly said, still teasing a red faced Spencer.

"Really? We're going to keep this going?" Spencer said clearly uncomfortable with that kind of talk.

Emily draped her arm around Spencer's shoulders. "This is tame. You should hear the talk when you aren't around."

Spencer shook his head as the others giggled. "Probably best I don't know what's said, so let's keep it that way," he said as they reached the door to the hall.

(xxxxx)

Spencer opened the hotel room door and turned around with his arms held open and his knees slightly bent. Molly scrunched her face in confusion.

"Come here. It's good luck to carry my bride over the threshold," he said grinning.

"Oh honey, that's sweet, but you're carrying two. I might break you," she laughed as she patted her swollen belly.

"Nah, I got this," he said confidently.

Molly didn't want to hurt his pride, so she placed her arm over his shoulder and let him scoop her up off the floor. She heard him grunt a little and held back her laughter, but he did manage to get her into their suite and carry her straight to the waiting king sized bed. He placed her as gently as possible on top of it.

"Well, you proved me wrong," Molly said smiling at him. Spencer looked proud of himself.

Spencer slid his jacket off and draped it gently over a cream colored chair. Molly let out a whistle as he started to take off his bowtie. He laughed as he walked over and placed a kiss on her lips.

"So, what do we do now? I mean, if you've changed your mind I'd love to rip your clothes off and take you all night long?" Molly purred.

"Molly …"

"I know, I know. Just figured I'd give it a shot. Can't blame me really when you flaunt that gorgeous body around me," she said smiling.

Spencer laughed as he unbuttoned his shirt and shrugged it off.

"What do you want to do? I figured you'd be exhausted," he said kicking off his shoes.

"I am actually, but I don't know if I feel like going to sleep," she said.

"Why is that?" Spencer questioned as he sat down to slip off his socks.

"All the excitement I suppose, I'm just restless and so is Reidlit."

"Is there something I can do to help? You want a massage?" he offered.

"You're sweet, but no. I think I may actually walk downstairs and get some ginger ale. May help settle my stomach a bit. I think I went a little too hard tonight," she said rubbing her belly.

"I told you to sit more," he sighed. "Why don't you take a shower and I'll run downstairs and get you a drink? The warmth might help ease your muscles a bit."

"You're already half undressed," Molly said pointing to him.

"It's fine. I'll just throw on my pajamas and run down real quick. It won't take long," he assured her.

She looked leery of the idea.

"I really don't mind. Just relax and I'll be right back," he said as he pulled his pajamas out of his suitcase.

"Alright, thank you," she said.

"Anytime," he replied.

A few minutes later he gave her a kiss and hurried off to get her drink. Molly took a deep breath, stood up, and wobbled to the bathroom to shower. Maybe the warmth would help.

She tried to enjoy the shower, but the pains in her stomach were too much. She climbed out of the shower was just about dried off, when her phone rang. She wrapped the towel around her body and wandered into the other room.

"Hey babe," she said as she walked toward her suitcase.

"Hey, nothing is open anymore except the bar. Derek is going to drive me to the gas station down the street. So, I'll be back no more than 15 minutes. Why don't you pick a movie out and we can watch it?"

"Yea sounds good. Just be careful," she said.

She tossed her phone onto the bed and pulled her nightgown on. As she turned to walk back to the bed a sharp pain had her on her knees.

"Oww," she groaned as she curled into a ball. "Fuck that hurts!"

She tried to crawl to get to her phone, but the pain was too intense. By now, she was stuck in a curled position trying not to scream at the pressure. She closed her eyes, focused on her breathing, and prayed for Spencer to come home quick.