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"Wow," Riley laughed. "You tend to have some sort of big news concerning you and Emily every time we see you."

"Maybe we have been moving a bit quickly." Hotch agreed.

"Dad, seconds have gone by slower than your relationship." She giggled. "Just saying."

"Thanks for being supportive."

"Hey, don't mention it pal."

"Alright!" Jack interrupted. "Your big news?"

"He's building up suspense Jack. Be patient." Riley said and Hotch rolled his eyes.

"I'm not patient! I want to know!" Jack squealed.

"Okay." Riley said.

"Emily and I are engaged." Aaron said quickly. Riley's eyes widened in their usual way, and she gave her dad a hug.

"Congrats dad!"

"You're not mad?" He asked, thoroughly stunned at her reaction.

"Oh dad. You underestimate me. I actually like Emily. If I didn't, I'd be mad."

"You actually like her?" He asked.

"You couldn't tell?" She returned.

"Well...not really."

"Alright, so I'm not the most affectionate person. But I do like her."

"Daddy?" Jack finally interjected.

"Yeah buddy?"

"What's engaged mean?" The small boy wondered. Hotch smiled at his son.

"It means that me and Emmy are getting married." Hotch explained.

"Oh. I thought you were married?"

"Why did you think that?" Aaron asked.

"You're having a baby. Mom says you're supposed to be married when you have a baby." Jack said.

"What a hypocrite." Riley laughed.

"Riley." Hotch warned.

"What? It's true." She said defensively.

"Jack," Hotch continued, ignoring Riley's comments. "You don't have to be married, but it's a good idea to be if you're having a baby and you're in love."

"I'm going to marry Angelina when I'm 7." Jack announced in a matter-of-facty voice.

"Are you?" Hotch laughed.

"Yes, and we're having 9 kids."

"Sounds like a plan." Riley giggled.

"Are you ever going to get married Ri? You're already 15. Almost 16 and you don't have a husband." Jack shook his head sadly.

"Jackie, you don't get married until you're a grown up." Hotch corrected.

"Ri's a grown up."

"Not yet buddy." Riley said.

"Oh. Can I be in your wedding?" Jack asked.

"Yes you can." Hotch nodded.

"Can I wear a cape?"

"You'll have to ask Emily." Aaron laughed.

"If he gets a cape, I want one too. No joke." Riley said.

"You're a loser." Hotch said and Riley's jaw dropped open.

"It must be genetic, you loser." She shot back, laughing.

"But it gets worse each generation." Hotch concluded.

"I'm impressed with your wit." Riley said, laughing in appreciation.

"Dad, am I a loser?" Jack asked.

"Nope, just Riley."

"I told Riley she was a tool and mom got mad." Jack said and Hotch and Riley laughed.

"I love you guys more than anything." Hotch said randomly.

"I love you too daddy!" Jack exclaimed.

"Yeah. I...love you too." Riley said awkwardly. "It sounds dumb when I say it."

"Dumb or not," Hotch said, embracing his daughter. "I like to hear it."

"Well?" Ambassador Prentiss said, urging her daughter to talk. She didn't know why she was so nervous. Her mother had been accepting ever since she had heard about the relationship...sort of. Of course, her mother was known to change her mind about how she feels about Emily. She took a deep breath and gathered her composure. "Emily, can you hurry please?"

"I'm trying mother! Don't rush me." Emily sighed. Her mother was not in a great mood; it was easy to see. Maybe this wasn't the night to tell her. She would much rather have been talking with Jack, Riley and Aaron.

"Did you break up with Aaron?" Elizabeth asked, with what sounded like hopefulness in her voice.

"No...do you want us to?" She asked. Her mother answered after a slight pause.

"No. No I don't."

"Alright, here it is. Aaron and I are getting married." Emily said. Her mother looked at her strangely.

"You're getting married to your boss?"

"Yeah. Why does the fact that he's my boss always come up?" Emily wondered.

"Oh, it doesn't matter does it? You're getting married."

"You sound surprised."

"Frankly," the Ambassador said. "I am."

"Mother, we're having a baby together. We've been dating for months. Isn't that a natural progression?"

"Not exactly Emily. I always assumed the baby came after the wedding." Elizabeth taunted.

"You know that we didn't plan that." Emily sighed.

"Yes, that seems to happen often to you."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Emily asked. She could feel herself shaking with anger. Her mother was so hard to predict. She had been so good to Emily recently. Of course, she was waiting for the shit to hit the fan the entire time. Apparently the engagement was going to be an issue.

"Two pregnancies, two accidents. Have you no self control?" Emily's mouth fell open.

"That's not fair to say! Accident or not, I'm having these babies."

"These being the key word. What makes these babies better than the one you were pregnant with when you were 15?" Emily knew that her mother never forgave her for having an abortion, and she always brought it up at horrible times.

"Mother, I was 15. We both know that it was the best choice for me."

"Maybe not being a slut was a better choice for you." Her mother countered.

"I'm not a slut!" Emily spat.

"Honey," Her mother said condescendingly. "People have had mints that have lasted longer than your relationships. It's not bad, it's just who you are. I'd set you up with fine, upstanding men and you'd spend a night together, and then end it. You're not marriage material."

"Not marriage material?" Emily asked angrily. "Mother, you never set me up with any fine, upstanding men. You set me up with total man whores who wanted to screw me and move on! Oh sure, maybe I gave in too quickly before, but I'm not the same woman any more! I'm in love with Aaron Hotchner. He's not some scum bag that acts nice to you to get into my pants. He is a sweet, loving, smart man. I'll spend my life with him whether you like it or not." By now, tears were flowing from Emily's eyes.

"I didn't mean to offend you Emily." Her mother said without any concern in her voice.

"You did." She said quietly as she left her mother's office.

"Hey!" Riley said when Emily walked in. "What's wrong?"

"Are you okay Emmy?" Jack asked. Both of Aaron's kids were sitting in the living room eating pizza and watching a movie. They both quickly noticed the pained look and the tear streaks on her face.

"Nothing, is your dad here?" She asked.

"In the kitchen." Riley said, not making Emily elaborate. She wandered into the kitchen and looked at Hotch. He turned to face her with a smile on his face, but it fell when he saw her. Emily began to sob as she rested her head on Aaron's shoulder. He led her out to the living room, not really wanting to have the conversation in front of his kids, but wanting to sit down with her.

"What happened?" He asked.

"She...she- what she always does." Emily cried.

"What's wrong?" Riley asked again.

"Emily went to tell her mother about the engagement." Hotch said.

"She said I wasn't marriage material. She said I was a slut, and that's all I'd ever be." She said softly.

"That bitch!" Riley said without thinking.

"Riley!" Hotch snapped.

"Tell me I'm wrong!" Riley dared.

"I don't want you calling people bitches." Hotch said.

"Emily isn't a slut!" Riley said.

"No, my mother was right. I am." Emily cried. "You're way too good for me."

"Don't let her make you feel bad." Aaron said, holding Emily in his arms tightly. He had no idea what to say to her. Her mother was out of line, as usual. She was accusing Emily of things that weren't true, and Hotch was willing to bet that she brought up Emily's abortion.

"I would marry you." Jack said suddenly.

"What?" Emily laughed through her tears.

"Your mommy said you weren't marriage material. I don't think she is right Emmy. You're smart like Riley, you're pretty, and you always smell nice. I think I would marry you." Jack said with a smile. Emily let got of Hotch and picked up the small boy in her arms.

"Thanks for saying that buddy." She said.

"Of course, I can't marry you. I'm marrying Angelina." Jack said.

"That's alright honey. It's just nice of you to say."

"I wouldn't marry you, because you know, I don't swing that way." Riley said. "But you are pretty cool. Don't listen to your mother Emily. She probably thinks that she had your best interest at heart. Not to defend her, but still. I'm glad you're marrying my dad." Emily smiled widely.

"I would hug you too, but I don't think you'd like that." Emily said to Riley.

"Nah, I'd probably bite your arm." Riley reasoned.

"Emily, you shouldn't listen to her." Hotch said. "You are not a slut by any stretch. I'm so lucky to have you."

"And I'm happy to have you guys." Emily exclaimed. "I left my mother's office wanting to kill myself, now I'm so happy. I love you guys."

"Come on, it's hard not to love me." Riley laughed.

"So you're okay?" Hotch asked.

"Yeah. Forget her. She was never my real family. You guys are."

"Cheesy enough?" Riley laughed.

"But it's so true." Emily said.

"I'm glad you feel that way." Aaron said as he planted a kiss on her head.

She almost didn't answer the phone when she saw her mother's name on her caller ID. Reluctantly, Emily picked up the phone.

"What?" She snapped.

"Emily, thank you for picking up the phone. I really want you to hear me out." Elizabeth said.

"Oh no, I think I heard you out already." Emily scoffed.

"Please?"

"You have ten seconds." She knew she'd give her mother more time, but she figured she might as well be nasty to her.

"Emily, I am so so sorry for what I said to you today. I was in a terrible mood and I took it out on you. I know I've been a terrible mother. Hell, I am probably the worst mother ever. But I do love you. You are not a slut. I am so happy that your life is working out so well. Please Emily. I know you can't forgive me right away, but let me try." Elizabeth begged.

"Mother...I don't know." Emily sighed.

"I'll do anything Emily. Here! I'll pay for the wedding." She suggested.

"Well, we wanted to do it on an island or something." Emily said, remembering Garcia's and JJ's words.

"It's done." She said.

"And no engagement party with any of your friends." Emily added.

"None." Her mother agreed.

"I don't forgive you right now." Emily sighed again.

"I don't expect you to. I was a royal bitch." She agreed.

"Why were you so angry?" Emily wondered. Her mother sighed but she explained.

"It's the anniversary of the day your father left me. I've always hated this day. Then you came in. You look so much like him. You are so much like him. Then you start talking about weddings. It just hit a sore spot, and...yeah." Her mother said sadly. "I really didn't mean it."

"You miss him still? After all these years?" Emily asked.

"Yes, I do."

"Wow. I didn't know."

"Please don't hate me Emily. My emotions got the better of me, and I took it out on you." Elizabeth said sadly.

"I could never hate you. You are my mother." Emily said quietly.

"I wish I could go all the way back to when you were born and not be such a fuck up as a mother." She said.

"You weren't that bad." Emily replied.

"Thank you for saying that, but I was."

"Thank you for calling and apologizing mother." Emily said.

"It was the least I could do."

"I've got to go, but I'll call you tomorrow." Emily said. "Thank you for calling."

After the conversation, Emily hung up the phone. Her mother and she had never really gotten along, but it didn't take a profiler to know that her mother meant every word she said. Elizabeth really felt bad, and didn't mean what she said. Emily could tell that from that point on, things between them would be really different. Her family life was finally at peace.

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