A/N Thanks again to DebbieOz and Guest. Always appreciate your feedback.

Ken pulled the covers from his loved one. "Ok, sleepyhead. Get up, there´s a lot to today."

Spencer grumbled, "It's Saturday, Ken. What plans can we possibly have? Except maybe the things, we don´t necessarily have to get out of bed for," Spencer chuckled.

Ken gave him a playful reproachfully glance, "You always think of one thing, Dr. Reid Baker. Did it ever cross your mind whether you´re perhaps a sex addict?"

Spencer threw his pillow in Ken´s direction, "Moron. So what do we have to do, that´s so important?"
Ken sat down on the bed. "We´ll meet Buck Adams, he´s the editor of this magazine, I told you about, the INSIDER."

Spencer thought for a moment, "should really be named OUTSIDER. They´re broke, aren´t they? "
" Yes, my clever husband, that´s why it is also a bargain. Penny has told me about it. We agree, one of us has to move, sweetie. And since you have to be always gun at foot, I'm much more flexible and I´m going to move. Bridget, my assistant, she´s managing the publisher very well... "

Spencer interrupted Ken, "but the publisher is a memory of Mike, you can´t give it up so easily." Spencer knew, that Mike Thompson, the former publisher, was Ken's first love.

Ken smiled and kissed his husband. "I don´t talk about selling it, Spence. But I'll give the responsibilities to Bridget and I´m starting something new. Here in DC. While you were chasing criminals, I have done a bit of field research. The INSIDER has potential, I guess. However, not in it´s present form. I want to change it into a gay lifestyle magazine."

Spencer looked at him, interested. "That's bold, Kenneth. Magazines are a pretty uncertain stuff, what 's in today is out tomorrow mercilessly. We have to stand out from the established, with a very special concept, something pretty uncommon." Spencer's enthusiasm was now audible, and Ken smiled contentedly. He actually had no doubt, Spencer would support him in everything.

oOo

Dave Rossi sat placidly in the Parisienne, sipping his café au lait and putting jam on his croissant. He took a hearty bite. Jessy had almost dumped him here, she had to try on her dress again and Dave was not allowed to see it, of course. It didn´t bother him, he felt comfortable, sitting in this little bistro, being supplied with some very tasty food. Dave paused for a moment. Was that Morgan, standing at the entrance, looking...well,...scared?

Derek actually wanted to give it another try. Garcia had no time, she was doing some extra with Kevin. So he decided to visit the bistro again. The waitress knew Mona, apparently. Ergo, she also knew where Mona was to be found.

All tight up, Derek went into the bistro... And saw Rossi sitting at a table. Dave beckoned him over, "what are you doing here?"

Rossi pointed at the second chair at his table. "Take a seat."

Brenda appeared almost immediately. "You're damn brave, Moron! But this is my place and I´ll decide, who´s allowed to come in. And you´re certainly not. Piss off, marriage impostor!"

Rossi noticed in surprise, Derek's face changed color. Brenda threw Rossi a suspicious look, "you´re one of those, too?"

Rossi grinned briefly and showed his badge, "if you mean by 'those' FBI, then yes. Maybe you tell me why you think my colleague is a marriage swindler."

"Because he just is," Brenda said firmly. "First he was trying to get off with Mona at the vet and then it came to light, he is looking for a woman by an ad and he also pretends to have children. Can you imagine so much audacity? Children!"

Rossi understood completely...nothing. Morgan lowered his head and sighed. "She's right, Rossi. But it 's a freaking misunderstanding, Garcia and JJ are in this, too. We´re trying to find a wife for Hotch."

"A wife for Hotch? But Hotch´s got Renee? " Rossi still did not understand. So Derek sat with him and told him from the beginning. The visit to the zoo with the kids, how Hotch had appeared so lonely to him and how he had this insane idea. Brenda listened open-mouthed to the story. This was so strange, it must have been the truth.

Rossi laughed heartily, "you will be hung, drawn and quartered by Hotch, Morgan."
"Oh, don´t you remind me, merely " Derek held his hands in front of my face.

" I really have serious intentions, with Mona. She is damn nice person and I really like her. And I'd like to tell her everything."

Brenda got a dog look from Derek.

"I think about it, okay? Want some café au lait or some cognac? Goes on the house. "
Derek spontaneously opted for the cognac.

oOo

Hotch watched Renee, while she was sleeping. The morning light made her hair look golden and a happy smile was playing around her mouth. I could look at her forever, Hotch thought. The thin blanket was covering Renee 's curves only very little, Hotch let his gaze wander over them, lovingly. She was a beautiful woman, inside and from the outside. And she loves me, Hotch thought and a wave of sympathy washed over him. From the kitchen he heard a slight clatter, Hotch decided to investigate.

" I dunno know how much I have to put in there, Jack. " Becca was a bit baffled by the coffee machine and the coffee, Jack already had mugs in his hand. It was much more easy at home, you just had to put some plastic thingies into the machine, put the handle down and there was cocoa. Even with milk.
Hotch chuckled, " can I help you, children? "

"Oooch, you're awake ," the kids said in unison, "we wanted to surprise you. Because you have lit up candles." Rebecca turned red.

Hotch hugged her, "and how do you know that already, mini - agent?"

"Because they smell sooo good," Jack chuckled and Hotch ruffled Jack's hair. "I see already, we can´t keep any secrets from you. "
He put Becca on the kitchen counter, "so well, Princess. We don´t need so much coffee, half a pot, ok? These are how much cups? "
"Six?", Becca asked.

Hotch nodded. "Jack, you can fill the pot with water, up to six."

Jack grinned, that was easy. In no time the pot was half full and Hotch poured the water into the container.

"Now we need a filter and then the coffee. We´ll need a spoonful for every mug, Becca."

"Six spoons of coffee, " Becca said thrilled. She carefully put the brown powder into the filter and then she closed it.

"Can I turn it on, now? " Jack asked and Hotch let him push the button.

Renee also woke up, she got dressed and now she was watching her little family, making breakfast. Hotch was mixing a couple of eggs and flour in a bowl, for pancakes and Jack and Becca set the table.

" Well I 'm going to get spoiled here," Renee laughed and she hugged the children warmly. "Good morning, my cuties. Did you sleep well?"
"Yes, Mum." Jack and Becca sounded a bit uncertain, but they wanted to know, if the 'Mum-thing' was ok. Renee was looking at Hotch, it was not just her decision. For Renee, everything was quite clear, she loved Jack and Becca, like they were her own. But what about Hotch? What was he thinking? Was he aware, how important his answer was?

Hotch smiled at Renee and nodded. "Mum 's perfectly fine, children."

Renee sobbed and held Jack and Becca close. "I'm so proud to be your Mum, thank you."
"And we love you soooo much, Mum," Jack said, overjoyed.

oOo

Spencer and Ken entered the editorial staff rooms of the INSIDER. There was a gaping void in the offices, Spencer couldn´t tell, whether it was because of Saturday, or the fact that the business was well- set final.

"Mr. Adams?" Ken asked and shortly afterwards a man in his fifties appeared.

"Hi, I 'm Buck Adams. You´re Mr. Reid Baker?"

Kenneth nodded. "I am pleased, Mr. Adams. This is my husband, Dr. Reid Baker." Adams wondered briefly but then understood immediately. He friendly nodded at Spencer.

"So you´re a publisher, Mr. Reid Baker?"
" Ken, please. Yeah, in NY. I´m publishing novels and children's books. But I'm looking for a new challenge, that´s why I´m interested in your magazine."
"Magazines are a completely different business, Mr. um... . Ken. I know that, this one ate every penny I owned. And it went south. The new printing machines, I bought last year have swallowed a fortune, one that I didn´t have. We have continued, as best we could, but last month, we had the last edition."

Spencer found the man surprisingly open, it had to be hard to have to give his life's work into the hands of another. He took a close look around, despite the lack of money the editorial department did not look ratty, rather lovingly maintained, with very personal commitment.

"How many employees do you have? " Spencer wanted to know.

"Here in the newsroom? Five fixed ones, three Freelance. Another six in our printing department. I´don´t care, what´s happening to me, gentlemen. I know I have to sell, but I want guarantees for my employees. They´re hand picked and thy have put their heart blood in this." Adams sounded determined, although he was not really in the position to make demands.

Ken did his research, he looked up a few editions of the INSIDER. Editorial , there was nothing to complain about here, but apparently Adams wasn´t very good with money and PR.

But Ken was and his decision was quick.

oOo

"Ok," Hotch said, a bit sceptical. "I think , um... No. I know it looks damn sexy. But it isn´t really suitable for bathing, love."

Hotch was looking at Renee's bikini, the wildest cravings triggered in him, this little nothing would disappear at the first visit into the water. Although, Hotch thought, maybe this wasn´t sooo bad ...

"I know exactly what you 're thinking, Aaron Hotchner!" Renee laughed heartily.

"I think, Mum looks very pretty," Jack said and Becca nodded.

"The beads and the shells are so great Hotch Dad. They are so colorful and they jiggle every time, Mum is moving."

Well, that was Hotch´s problem, so to speak, they were wobbling a bit too much.

"In addition, it´s a bathing suit, Aaron. I'm sure a little sea water won´t do no harm. So, who dares?"

Renee ran towards the water.

"We do, children, don´t you think?" Hotch asked, looking at the children. Jack and Becca nodded enthusiastically and followed Renee.

To Hotch 's great regret, the bikini was well fabricated, even the common dry rubbing after swimming didn´t do some damage. Renee was creaming the kiddies with sun blocker and the kids went to take a nap under the large sunshade.

Hotch and Renee were sitting in a little distance in the sand. "I could have lost the upper part, if I wanted to," she naughty whispered in Hotch´s ear.

Hotch chuckled, "actually, Dr. Malone?" He threw a quick glance at Becca and Jack, who already slept safe and sound. Hotch´s hands started wandering.

"I 've always wondered if that hurts." He was playing with her belly piercing.

Renee shook her head. "Not really. And it was a bet with colleagues."
"A bet? Dr. Malone, that´s shocking." Hotch kissed Renee's shoulder, as if by accident. Renee squeaked barely audible, when Hotch 's lips slid down and caressed her nipples.

"Aaron," Renee moaned softly.

" Yes, love?" Hotch had no intention to redeem her, he was kissing his way down to her hormone patch.

" I've never had sex on the beach, Aaron."

Hotch was devoted to her belly button now, " neither had I, Renee. But you´re leading me into temptation hard here, my angel. The children are still asleep?"

Renee nodded, it was absolutely quiet under the sunshade and the dune here on the beach was private property, it belonged to the beach house, as well as this piece of beach itself.

Renee's hand slipped into Hotch 's swimming trunks. "Ok , you do not need my help, obviously," she chuckled softly and covered Hotch 's hardness. Hotch almost growled.

"Renee," he freed her quickly from her nothing of bikini and covered themselves with a large towel.

Hotch kissed Renee extensively, he explored every corner of her mouth, savoring her honey flavor. Renee enjoyed every kiss, Hotch was perfect, his tenderness and his love, which he showed with each of his touches and even if he didn´t say it, Renee knew, Hotch loved her exactly like she loved him.

Renee welcomed him and wrapped her legs around his waist. Hotch moved slowly, Renee groaned every time he was completely one with her. Hotch sparked a conflagration in Renee in and he lost himself completely in her. There was only him and Renee ... the woman he loved.

oOo

Derek hurried down the escalator. Of course, Bride 's Heaven.

How could he ever forget? Mona had mentioned that name, when they spoke on the phone for the first time. Thankfully Brenda had mercy and she told him, where to find Mona.

Morgan stormed into the small bridal shop, stumbling over Jess. "Oh, wow. Jess ... You look amazing." Jess started laughing, "Thank you, Derek. What are you doing here? Want to get married?"
"You know him?" Mona came out of the backroom. "Don´t you say, he´s your fiancé? God, Derek. You even have a pregnant fiancé?"

Mona's face was one single complaint.

"No, no. Wait, Mona. This is Derek Morgan, he's FBI, just like Dave, my future husband." Jess wondered what in the world was going on here? Why did Derek know Mona and why was Mona so mad at him?

oOo

Spencer and Ken left the INSIDER.

"You just bought a magazine," Spencer said, almost speechless.

"We bought a magazine, Spence. " Ken laughed. Adams was an affable, friendly man who knew a lot about the newspaper work, but as Ken had suspected, he had made a few reckless business decisions. The new printing machines were just an example. The load was missing, they didn´t pay off. Ken already had a few ideas, with some modifications they could offer to print for others, to rinse a little money in the cash register. The employees would be taken over by Ken, if they could come to terms with the new concept, but Adams had no doubt about that at all. His men were handpicked, reliable and professional.

Spencer smiled, as he looked at Ken. He almost saw the adrenaline rushing through Ken's veins, Spencer loved to see his man like this.

"What," Ken asked, he had noticed Spencer's glances.

"I love you, Ken. I don´t know how I ever lived without you. "

Ken looked at Spencer seriously and then he hugged him in the middle of the street.

"And I don´t know how I´d live without you, Spence. I love you so much. "