AN/Ok, I know it's been forever since I updated this story and a lot of people stopped reading it. I wanted to give a couple of glances into the future, sending it off right.

Funny. All of this had started with a broken heart, a night in a bar, and two little lines. JJ couldn't imagine her life any other way.

JJ smiled as her six year old daughter kicked the soccer ball to her hard. "Nice kick Allie." JJ said as the little girl beamed. She was one of the best players on her soccer team, even at the tender age of six, and JJ couldn't help but be extremely proud of her young daughter. Rachel had detested soccer from the first moment she had started to play, and although JJ still secretly held out hope that her prodigal daughter would change her ways, she would support her daughters in all of there endevors.

Hotch was in front of their home intently teaching their daughter how to ride a bicycle. It was interesting to see how the twins personalities were so different. Both were smart girls who seemed to get along well with everybody. Rachel was more interested in playing with dolls and playing dressup, while her sister prefered climbing trees and playing outside. She watched him as he interacted with their daughter. He was surprisingly gentle, the perfect dad for a little girl. Days at home with him dressing up as Prince Charming were not uncommon in their household.

Her musings were interrupted by a red SUV that pulled in front of their home. Although it had been years since JJ's stalker, she seemed extra vigilant over any possible threat to her duaghters. Hotch reacted instinctively at the sight of the red SUV, sending Rachel back towards her mother and sister, not seeing who it was in the car.

"Jason?" Hotch asked as the shadowed figure exited the car.

"Hotch." Gideon smiled as he exited the car.

"What are you doing here?"

"I came to say 'I'm sorry'." Gideon supplied as he offered Hotch a handshake. "I'm sorry for the way I left, I just--"

"You don't even need to say it. We understand." Hotch ignored the hand and embraced Gideon. "We've missed you."

"And I heard there were two beautiful princesses that I haven't yet met." Gideon smiled as they approached the little girls standing close to their mother.

"Gideon?" JJ asked surprised.

"Hello JJ, its been too long" He said as JJ came and stood next to her husband, "So, love is in the air eh?"

The happy couple giggled "We have our girls to thank for that" Hotch said smiling at JJ, he motioned for the two small girls to come towards him.

"Jason Gideon, this is Rachel and this is Allison, uh, so what do we owe this suprise?" Hotch asked as the girls shyly hid close to their parents.

"It was just time to tie up loose ends." Gideon explained mysteriously.

"Well, I was just about to get dinner ready, would you like to stay?" JJ asked, silently communicating with Hotch through her gaze.

"Oh, I don't know--" Gideon started.

"Please. We'd like you to stay. What if we invited the whole team?" Hotch offered as JJ nodded.

"I'd like that."

The girls spent the night talking animatedly, explaining to Gideon and an ever interested Rossi the details of butterflies and a new soccer move that Allie had learned. The rest of the team had come, and although there had been an awkward moment between Gideon and Reid, it felt oddly like a family reunion--full of teasing Spence about his new girlfriend and watching Emily's excitement at the sight of Brayden (her long-term boyfriend) sitting next to her.

Life was far better than JJ had ever imagined.

11 years later

"Mom, do you want me to go get you a drink?" 17 year old Rachel asked. JJ and her daughter were sitting on the sidelines of the soccer field, watching as the girls soccer team warmed up. Allie was the center midfielder, and had several collge scouts watching her. JJ was very proud of her daughter, and she was probably more nervous for this game than her daughter was. It was the conference championships, and Allie was the star player.

JJ smiled at the sight of her two daughters. She and Hotch had encouraged the girls to explore their differences, and were surprised at how two twin girls could end up being so different.

Rachel, phsyically at least, seemed to be a taller replication of JJ. Hotch constantly teased that her personality was all JJ, but really, the similarities between mother and daughter ended were purely in appearances. Rachel was slightly more introverted--similar to Hotch. She was clever, she could read people and get them to act in the way she wanted. Rachel was largly involved in choir and drama, something JJ hadn't been able to stand in her childhood. Her blonde daughter also was leaning towards becoming a doctor or a scientist, as she loved her chemistry and biology classes. There was little question that she would definitely get an academic scholarship to any college of her choice--although Grandpa Rossi had already committed to send both girls to any prestigious university.

Allie seemed to take after Hotch. Long straight dark hair and dark eyes, she was an inch shorter than her sister. Allie loved sports, and although she did well in school, she deemed it more of a social interaction than a learning experience. Allie was gregarious, she had many friends but had a tough time opening up to and really trusting people. She couldn't carry a tune if her life depended on it, and was secretly envious of her sister's many talents. Allie did well in school, in large measure with the help of her sister--her best subjects being English and History.

"No, I'm sure your dad will be here soon. Thanks honey." JJ replied. Ever since Hotch had been promoted to Section Chief, he had longer and longer hours. He always was on time for the games, though.

"Hey, Dad's here, looks like he brought the entire FBI, and sandwiches!" Hotch quickly emerged from the SUV in shirt and tie carrying a large bag of food and drinks, followed quickly by Gideon and Rossi. Both men had adopted the girls as surrogate grandparents.

"Hey. Morgan is finishing up a case. He and their team said they'd come when they could." He kissed her quickly and sat down next to her. Morgan had been promoted to Unit Chief following Hotch's promotion. JJ still worked for the unit, but was able to do a lot of the work out of the field--calling reporters and getting out information from home rather than traveling with the team. She had been the pioneer for a video press conference, and was usually on the cutting edge of new technology.

"Here Rach." Rossi reached into one of the bags and handed her a small package.

"Is that pastrami?" Rachel asked excitedly.

"Of course! You think I'd forget your favorite sandwich?" Hotch asked his daughter, and asked quietly, pointing to the field, "Is she nervous?"

"Not nearly as nervous as I am. Oh look the game is starting."

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"Als, you were awesome!" Rachel exclaimed as Allie walked in the front door. The game had come down to a shoot-out and Allie's kick had been the determining factor--winning the conference championships. Allie had eventually seperated from her ecstatic teammates and driven home.

"Didn't you see how I let that girl get past me? It made me so mad! She almost scored!" Allie said angrily, finally able to vent her imperfect game.

"Yeah but she didn't." JJ said from the kitchen.

8 years later

Aaron Hotchner was full of emotion as he danced with his newly married daughter. Allie sat back in the crowd with Devin, her husband of two years. She had graduated from college where she met her husband several years before and was now working at a local high school as an English teacher. Jack was off to the side with his girlfriend Annie, content to support his little sisters.

Here he was, dancing his final dance with his beautiful daughter. Who could have imagined that his life would have ended up so good? He thought of the little girl in his arms, the doctor who had just begun practicing medicine--still working and studying so she could be saving lives as a heart surgeon. Looking down in her eyes as the song finished its main part and he was encouraged to hand her over to Eric, she smiled up at him brightly.

"I love you daddy."

He couldn't hold it together any more. Gingerly handing her over to her new husband, he walked over to his wife with tears in his eyes.

"It's hard to imagine that at one point this wasn't our life." JJ added knowingly, for the first time he noticed the little grey that had begun to adorn her temples, knowing that his own hair had become more of a salt and pepper than the jet black of his youth.

"I know."

"Funny to think it all started with two little lines." She mused, thinking of the pregnancy test that changed her life.

"No. I think it started the day you walked into my office." He countered kissing her passionately.

"It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages."

-Friedrich Nitzsche

AN/There you have it. I wanted to give this story an epilogue, so there you go! Hope you liked it!