Well this is the last chapter I hope you enjoy!
Emily started crying, but with a smile. She tried to hold it back but she couldn't. Hotch immediately went up to her, concerned something was wrong, "Emily what's wrong."
She sort of laughed while still crying, "It's crazy, ever since I woke up this morning I've been acting like this, crying at the drop of a hat. It is surreal. After you dying twice and hearing your machine flat line it's almost as if this is a dream. I was so scared of losing you, and now you are here with me, in this park, with an amazing night planned that we have waited so long for, that almost didn't happen. I couldn't live without you in my life." Hotch took his thumb and started wiping the tears from her face, "Gosh, I'm sorry. I'm acting like such a woman."
"You are a beautiful woman and you have every right to be proud of that."
Emily was drying up her tears, anxiously waiting for what Hotch had in store. "So Aaron Hotchner, what shall we do first?"
"Wait right here." He said, then turning quickly, jogging back to the Gazebo. He took a deep breath and said loudly, "Okay you can come now."
Emily laughed out loud at him. Unable to stop smiling she began the 25 yard walk decorated with real rose petals. This gesture alone was more than she ever expected. She took her time, wanting this moment to last as she inched closer to the man who stole her heart. When she arrived at the first step leading into the gazebo, she looked up to Hotch who couldn't keep his eyes off her.
Completely awestruck by her beauty, had rendered him speechless. He had never seen her so beautiful.
"Aaron, this is more than I could have ever asked for. I love the rose petals."
Hotch stuck out his hand for her to take as he helped her up the stairs into the gazebo. The light made her look even more stunning as she spun around slowly, looking in all directions, taking in everything he had prepared for her. Her mouth was gaping in surprise. "Do you like it?" He said waiting for her response.
"Like it? I love it. I never in my whole life dreamed that someone would go to great lengths to make me feel so special. I could never do anything for you that would top this." She said finishing her circle of observation, letting her eyes rest on his.
He smiled, "There is one thing."
"Anything, I'll do it."
He smiled not responding to her eagerness to try to return the kindness and love he has shown her. Hotch walked up to her and met her soft lips, slightly coddling the lower lip before reluctantly pulled back, "That will do for now." he said. "I don't know about you but the smell of that fried chicken is making me hungry."
"Mmmmmm, I love fried chicken." He put his hand in the small of her back, guiding her to the empty chair that looked so inviting, encased with satin. She sat down and her immediate response was, "Ohhh, this chair is so comfortable."
He smiled, "I'm glad you like it." He grabbed the wine that had been chilling and opened the basket releasing the aroma of fried chicken. He took his time meticulously placing the chicken on each dinner plate and plating the sides of potato salad. "I hope you like potato salad."
"Yeah, it's perfect." Emily couldn't take her eyes off Hotch as he took such care in plating and presentation of the food. She of course didn't expect anything less than perfection from Hotch.
Hotch finished and took one last look before giving the go ahead, "Okay I think it's ready."
Emily dug right in picking up her chicken leg taking a big juicy bite, "This is amazing. Where did you get this chicken? It has a special flavor that is standing out, like I've tasted this before. It reminds me of Rossi's cooking. Did he?" She said pointing to the food on her plate.
"You got me, you guessed my secret. I was going to take credit for it, but Dave's cooking is just too good for that."
Dinner wasn't filled with much conversation; both of them were getting too much enjoyment out of eating this scrumptious food. Emily didn't want this to ever come to an end. She had never been so happy in all her life. In this moment with Hotch was as she said before, surreal. After eating their main course Emily sat back in her chair, "This is so un-believable."
"I can promise you it is very real." Hotch just couldn't wait, he didn't want to rush the evening, but at the same time he did. There was a point he wanted to get to and couldn't help himself from pushing desert, "So would you like a warm slice of apple pie."
Emily sat up, "Wow you have apple pie. I love it, yes I definitely want some."
Before they could finish eating Emily said right in the middle of a bite, when Frank Sinatra's Come Fly With Me came through the speakers, "Oh my gosh, I love this song, do you want to dance?"
Hotch smiled and got up before she did taking her hand and pulling her up on the hardwood floor of the gazebo, spinning her around before pulling her in close. "You are so beautiful." He said. Emily leaned her head into his chest, she couldn't help herself, she started crying out of happiness. Hotch heard her sniffle again. "Emily, I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere."
"I'm ruining the evening, by crying, I'm sorry."
They continued to sway, "No you're not ruining it, you make it."
"Do you ever wish you could fly away, like in the song?"
"Yeah, of course."
"I wish I could fly."
Hotch smiled to himself, "You do, do ya." He spun her out from him and brought her back in twirling and swirling around the small floor of the gazebo. Emily followed his lead, smiling with every step.
When the song ended they both were a little short of breath, "You are an amazing dancer." She said.
"Thank you, I heard that you were so I'd thought I'd touch up on my skills." Hotch looked towards the bridge, "So do you want to go for a walk?" Emily nodded.
Hotch's heart began to race as he grabbed her hand, leading her towards the bridge. He didn't totally have it all planned out, but the moment was approaching. Unnoticeably his breathing became irregular because of his intensifying nervousness. He grabbed his side quickly wanting to make sure the special item was still there.
"Aaron are you alright? You don't look so good." Emily said.
"Yeah I'm fine, really."
"If you say so." Emily still was a little concerned. Hotch was wiping a little bit of sweat that had beaded up on his head. Emily saw him grab his side and wondered if he was hurting in some way. She let it be for now, as they walked closer to the bridge.
"The the most scenic spot is in the middle of the bridge with the highest view." He pulled her, walking a little more quickly, stopping them at the top of the bridge where the moonlight beamed down on them. You could feel the dampness from the water, rest gently on their skin. Hotch couldn't wait any longer, "Emily since the first moment you walked in my office, determined to be given a chance at this job I've found you attractive. You are quite a woman, one any man would want to spend the rest of his life with."
"What are you saying?"
Hotch gets on one knee and pulls the small box out of his pocket, "I'm saying I want to spend the rest of my life with you, if you'll have me."
"What about Jack?"
Hotch smiled and opened the box, "He helped me pick it out." The luster of the Leo Diamond sparkled in the moonlight, setting on top of a gold band. Emily's eyes began to puddle and the diamond ring became a blur, "Emily will you marry me?"
"Of course. It's beautiful; I'll have to thank Jack when I see him." Hotch slipped the ring on her finger. He stood up and went in for a kiss.
Emily kicked off her shoes, "You'll have to catch me for that one." She took off running, back into the grass weaving in and out of trees, laughing. She looked back seeing Hotch catching up to her suddenly she felt his arms wrap around her waist pulling her off her feet and falling to the ground. She started laughing when they connected with the grass. Hotch was laughing too, it wasn't often enough you heard it. "You're laughing." She said.
Hotch rolled over on his side raising himself slightly above Emily's body, still holding her in his arms. "I love you Emily."
"I love you too, Aaron Hotchner." She said putting her hands around his neck. She pulled him in for a kiss, entangling a passionate dance of their tongues. Hotch's hand ran down the side of her body feeling every curve before gently reaching the soft bare skin just above her knee. He gently glided his hand to the upper portion of her thigh, running his index finger around the edge of her panty line, making his way towards her backside where he firmly grasped her butt and with his other hand placed behind her back lifted her up, pulling her underneath him.
Emily pleasurably moaned at this gesture. Hotch then moved that hand back on top of her dress caressing her breast. She wrapped her legs around his waist, forcing his mid-section to make contact with hers where she felt how she really was making him feel. At this touch she again moaned thrusting towards him. Hotch raised her back with one hand forcing her body even more closely to his. In a whisper she said, "Aaron this is a public park."
"And we have it to ourselves for the entire evening."
"Make love to me." She said softly.
"Always."
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