The next morning as the couples lounged in bed, on the floor, and in showers, a collective text message alarm went off at the same time.
"What does it say?" Hotch said, as he finished toweling off.
"Wheels up in 30", Emily said. "I do believe that's you're line."
"How can it say wheels up in 30?" Morgan said. "We're snowed in!" Morgan sat up on the floor. "Baby Girl, how did we get down here?"
"You were a bit amorous, Chocolate Thunder", she said kissing him.
"Spence", JJ said, nudging him.
"JJ, again? I need to recharge…" JJ smacked him on his head and he laughed. Spencer got up with a start.
"Am I wearing you out?" JJ said smiling and nuzzling his neck.
"Yes. Yes you are. But it's a good wear-out. I'm happy. Now, why art thou waking me, woman?" Reid grabbed JJ and pulled her down on top of him.
"Because, we just got a text. 'Wheels up in 30' I believe."
"That's impossible", Reid said, reluctantly getting out of bed and walking to the window. Reid looked out the window. The front of the building was completely clean of snow. There were a few mounds and large piles here and there, but the exits were completely clean.
"How is this possible?" Reid said walking out the building with his bag and JJ's in one hand, her hand in the other.
"I have no idea Pretty Boy", Morgan said, kissing Garcia's hand. "But if we're lucky, I can take my girl on the carriage ride after all."
Hotch watched as Emily carried her bag and smiled. She absolutely refused to let him carry both bags. His leg had been bothering him most of the night and after the shower, she had iced it for him as promised, and that led to needing another shower. Meeting Rossi outside by SUV's, Hotch pulled him aside.
"What did you do?" Hotch said.
"What?" Rossi said innocently. "Why is it when things go wrong, then right, OR just right, I'm behind it?" Rossi chuckled.
"I know you Dave", Hotch said. "You had something to do with this." Hotch patted him softly on the shoulder. "And thank you", he said looking at Emily and eating up the smile she was giving him.
On the plane, Rossi looked at his team. Happy, content, loving; this was the way it was supposed to be. His phone buzzing brought him out of he thoughts.
"Rossi", he answered.
"Hi ya Boss", the woman said.
"Well hello Angel", Rossi said. "Everything OK?"
"Yep, all good on my end. Yours?" Rossi looked at his team again.
"Perfect", he said. "How did you guys get rid of the snow so quick?"
"Easy. It was never really snow. Just some very larger drop blankets from the roof with some light REAL snow on top to give the illusion. The darkness helped a lot." She said.
"Brilliant." Rossi said. "And the heat?"
"We may look old and quaint", she said with a giggle, "but we're all on timers. I can control the heat of all of the rooms on the all the floors. That part was easy."
"You are undoubtedly, the most brilliant woman I have ever met. What can I do to repay you?" Rossi asked.
The woman on the phone blushed deeply. "I wouldn't mind another rendezvous like the one last night", she whispered.
"That, Doll, was always a done deal", Rossi said. "Someday you will marry me, Meg."
"Someday", she said. "But for now, we'll keep our liaisons as just. Safe flight, Mi amore'."
"I love you too", Rossi said, smiling. He settled back against the seat as the plane took off. Smiling to himself, he settled in for a well-deserved nap. Meg could be tiring for an old man.