Wedding Preparation

A few days later it was finally their wedding day. Emily was at her father's getting ready for the wedding. Her parents had divorced when she was a teenager. Her father supported her relationship more than her mother.

She woke up feeling giddy. She was finally getting married to the man of her dreams. This was the happiest day of her life. By the end of the day she'd be Mrs Aaron Hotchner.

She got up and went over to the cot to see her daughter smiling up at her. She picked her up smiling back, "Hey you. Shall we go down to breakfast?"

She made a noise which she took for a yes so took her down to breakfast. They ate breakfast even though butterflies flew around her stomach. She knew she had to eat before her wedding.

Soon her friends arrived to help her get ready. She got out her dress and changed into it while Penelope got Evie into her dress after changing into her own. They were wearing lilac dresses with roses around the waist.

She sat in front of the mirror and they dealt with her hair. They decided to let it flow over her shoulders in neat waves. They then placed her veil over her head holding it in place with a small silver tiara.

She looked in the mirror smiling. She looked and felt beautiful.

"You look absolutely beautiful, my raven-haired beauty," she smiled.

"Thank you," Emily smiled back. "I feel it."

"Well, you should. It's your special day."

Back home Aaron was trying to get changed into his suit one-handed. When it got too hard he bit the bullet and used his injured arm. He wouldn't let anyone dress him. He wasn't a baby.

Dave arrived and rolled his eyes but was impressed he'd nearly completed dressing himself. He was annoyed though that he was using his injured arm when he could worsen it.

"Aaron, let me help," he said.

"I can dress myself thank you very much," he answered annoyed.

"You could worsen your arm using it."

"I'm fine."

He picked up his jacket and put it on for him while he rolled his eyes. He let him help him in it and Dave came round to finish buttoning up his shirt. He then helped him put his sling back on.

"Thanks Dave," he said.

"Anytime. Let's get you to church."

He nodded smiling nervously. It was time. He was going to marry the woman of his dreams. When he'd first met her he couldn't deny an attraction between them.

The bridesmaids had already left when her father went to pick her up. He couldn't believe his eyes when he saw her. She looked amazing.

"You'll blow Aaron's breath away," he smiled.

"Thanks dad," she smiled at him.

"Ready?"

"As ready as I'll ever be."

"Let's get you to church."

She smiled and nodded. She followed her father out to the car. He helped her in then got in himself. The chauffeur then drove them to the church. On the way there her father held her hand assuring her it was alright to be nervous.

"He loves you, honey," he said.

"I know, dad. I love him too," she smiled.

"I know. You two deserve each other."

"Thanks dad. The fact that you like him means a lot to me."

"I love him like a son, Emmy bear."

"Thanks dad."

"Only the truth, darling."

She smiled back up at him and snuggled into him trying to calm her nerves. He stroked her arm trying to help calm them. No matter how old she got she would always be his little princess.