Ok so Emily and her family have been invited to Hotch's wedding... I would say that's nice... but it's not when you have a huge crush on the guy getting married.

It's the spring of 1992, Emily's 21 and Hotch is 27.

Nicknames stick to people, and the most ridiculous are the most adhesive. - Thomas Chandler Haliburton.

Aaron couldn't help but feel nauseous.

He'd gotten down the aisle ok and he was now at the reception but he couldn't help but look over his shoulder every five minutes for Emily.

Really it was his fault... he's been the one who'd invited her here, he hadn't seen her again after she'd gone to Yale and even though they barely knew each other he'd missed her.

Once she got the invite she'd accepted it immediately and he'd been so happy she was able to come, even if he knew deep down he shouldn't be.

But now he was starting to wish he hadn't invited her... he shouldn't be inviting women to his wedding because he had a crush on them... I mean damn this was his and Hailey's wedding... what was he thinking!

It's not that he didn't love Hailey... because he did... and he'd never ever cheat on her... so why was he looking over his shoulder and secretly hopping to see Emily standing behind him.

It was while at the bar waiting for his drink... and waiting for Hailey to come back from the group of her friends that he really didn't want to talk to... that he seen Emily talking to someone.

She looked up and once she met his eye she smiled, he returned the smile and waved for her to come over so they could talk.

Once she came over she gave him a hug which he hadn't been expecting, but he returned it anyway, liking the feeling of her being close to him... damn he was in trouble now.

"Congratulations." She said, once they both pulled back from what had only been a brief hug.

"Thanks." He said smiling. "Would you like a drink... you are twenty one now right?" He asked, unsure whether he should be offering her alcohol or not.

"Yup... as of the twelfth of October last year, I'm twenty one." She said with a bright smile.

"Ah, well happy belated birthday then." Aaron said with a smile as he motioned for the bar tender to come down when he was ready, secretly cataloguing the date in his mind so he could send her a card next time.

"Thanks." Emily said. "And I'll get these, it is your wedding after all." She said as she gave the bar man her order and paid for Aaron's drink.

"Thanks." Aaron said as he took his scotch and began to drink it, watching Emily drink her vodka and cranberry and just enjoying the silence.

"So how's the not as glamorous as I thought FBI?" Emily teased after a moment.

"It's good, I was in SWAT for a while but I'm being transferred to Seattle in a month to work in the field office over there." He said.

"Ah more moving, sounds like my childhood." Emily joked, ignoring the pang of loneliness she felt at the thought of him moving... she was at his wedding for god sakes get over him!

"Yea... but it's a better job with better pay so who am I to refuse it." Aaron replied, ignoring the pity he felt for Emily's childhood. "So how's Yale?" he asked after another moment silence.

"It's good, I'm enjoying it there." Emily said smiling brightly now that the topic had moved away from him leaving.

"So you're not regretting picking it instead of Harvard?" Aaron asked in mock surprise.

"Oh ha, ha, I'm not actually." Emily said sarcastically.

"Sure." Aaron laughed.

"Hey, for your information Hotch, Yale is far better than Harvard." She stated happily.

"Hotch... where'd that name come from?" He asked.

"Well Hotch is short for Hotchner and... I don't know, it suits you I guess... Maybe I've had too much to drink." Emily laughed, setting down her now almost empty drink and blushing slightly.

"No... It's ok, I like the name." He smiled, reassuring her.

"You don't have to say that." She whispered, blushing even more than before.

"I know I don't, but I like the name." He said, stopping himself from adding 'because I like the person who gave it to me' to the end just in time, as Hailey chose that exact moment to walk over.

"Hey honey." She said, kissing him briefly on the lips.

This almost caused Emily to walk away, but she stopped herself knowing her leaving at that moment would raise questions... and eyebrows.

"Hey." Aaron replied smiling. " Honey this is my friend Emily Prentiss and Emily this is my new wife Hailey." He said, introducing the two.

"Emily, lovely to meet you." Hailey greeted cheerily, shaking Emily's hand.

"Likewise... and congratulations by the way." Emily said, with a forced smile, accepting Hailey's hand shake.

"Thank you." Hailey said politely. "So where did you and Aaron meet?" She asked.

"Oh Aaron worked security for my mother last year and we met then." Emily replied, choosing to leave out the story of him giving her a lift home from a burlesque club... as innocent as it had been she doubted Hailey would see it that way.

"Oh right... you're Ambassador Prentiss's daughter?" She asked.

"Yes that's me, mother couldn't come to the wedding, she has a new posting, but she sends her best regards." Emily informed them. "Well I better go and mingle, leave the happy couple alone." She stated after a brief moment of awkward silence.

"Oh well thanks for coming Emily." Hailey said, giving her a brief and awkward hug.

"Yea see you around Emily." Aaron said, also giving her a quick hug before turning to his wife.

Emily walked away quickly, not wanting to stick around anymore... she turned just before the door and looked back to see Aaron staring at her smiling, she smiled back and walked out of the room.

I didn't really like that chapters ending but the next chapter will be better, I promise... At least we know where Hotch got his nickname! Lol. Tell me what you thought =)