London Calling Chapter 21 - Epilogue

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A/N – Here's the end to my first ever multi chapter fic. Warning: it's a little syrupy. Okay, a lot. I had a really hard time deciding how to finish this off and I'm a little sad to have it come to an end. Set three years in the future.

Fourth of July 2016

"So, what do we know about her?" It was the first thing Emily asked as she entered the house, moving through the Hotchner residence with the ease of a frequent visitor. She was carrying her three year old daughter, Ava, on one hip with a huge diaper bag slung over her other arm.

"Well, hello, Em." Hotch mumbled, well used to his wife's girlfriends. "We know that Reid likes her enough to bring her in front of you crazies." Hotch stated, carrying his youngest son, Owen, down the stairs into the family room. "That should say it all."

"You'd think, wouldn't you?" Morgan grumbled, struggling to move through the door while holding a pair of squirming twins. "Little help here." He called to his wife.

"Come here, baby." Penelope held out her arms to relieve him of one of his precious bundles. The little girl cooed and smiled at her godmother.

"Sure, take the easy one." Morgan commented as his son's hand made contact with his face once again. "You didn't do any 'research' on this one did you Pen?" He asked with a stern tone. Reid's last girlfriend had a drunk and disorderly from college on her record that Pen had discovered and mistakenly questioned. She hadn't lasted long after that discovery.

"Honestly, you make it sound like that's a bad thing. Whoever Reid ends up with will, by default, be spending time with Ava, Alyssa and Caleb, not to mention Jack, Henry, Owen and whoever else may come along." Garcia replied, defending her actions.

The whoever else comment had both Hotch and Morgan whipping around. "Do you know something Garcia?" Both men looked curiously at their wives who were conveniently otherwise preoccupied.

"Oh please, I'll be 46 this year." Emily griped, having heard the comment, "I can hardly handle the three we have without help. I'm almost too tired to even think about sex." She looked at Penelope. "Tell me again why isn't it your turn?" She swiveled again looking around the room. "Where is Kevin, by the way?"

The bubbly analyst just laughed. "He's at a family thing that I did not want to attend, and it is definitely not my turn. I told you, I've decided to be Aunt Penny. That way I can love them and spoil them and give them back." She placed a smacking kiss on her honorary niece.

Morgan made a face as his son's turned bright red, knowing exactly what it meant. "I wish we would have considered that. Then we might still be having sex." He told his wife as he handed her the now smelly boy.

Emily frowned at him as she took their son. "Sex is the reason we have three beautiful children. It's the end result." She felt obliged to point out to him.

He wagged his brows at her. "Can you remind me what it was like? Because I don't recall it happening lately."

"Sucks to be you." Hotch said with a sly grin as his boy nestled sweetly in the crook of his neck. "I got lucky last night."

JJ shook her head. "Should we be talking about s-e-x when there are young e-a-r-s present?" She questioned moving to take her sleepy boy from his dad. "And you quit bragging."

Hotch looked down at his wife unapologetic. "I get a lot of grief for being the oldest man on the team, honey." He told her as he dropped a kiss on her waiting mouth. "I think they're all just jealous because I have the hottest wife." He ignored Morgan's snort.

Rossi had surprised them all by retiring the previous year and becoming a house husband. To be fair he was still writing but most of the time he puttered around the house. It was nice as they always had an emergency contact on hand for the kids.

"I think it's probably because they all wish they were as virile as you." JJ responded back.

"Eh, you two still make me sick." Emily said snidely, but there was a grin on her face, her smile widened considerably as Henry and Jack came bounding down the stairs. Ava would be in rapture over their appearance. On cue the little girl bounded starry eyed after Jack.

"Hey Ava." Jack Hotchner smiled down at the young girl while Henry made his way over to Emily to see Caleb.

Emily smiled as Ava lifted her arms for Jack to pick her up. "You need a girl around here." She told JJ.

"JJ likes being the only girl in the house." Hotch commented with a smile at the same time his wife said, "Maybe the next one."

"Wait." Hotch's head spun around. "What?" He looked at JJ standing just a few feet away from him in a tee shirt and shorts. He always thought she looked beautiful and today was no exception; he couldn't detect any visible signs that their brood was expanding.

JJ grinned at him studying her intently. "Listen, you're the one that's always ready."

"Ready for what dad?" Jack asked.

Ignoring his son he asked at his wife. "Are we saying it's a done deal or are we thinking we want another one?" Hotch asked, while the rest of the room's occupants enjoyed his uncertainty.

"Which answer would you be happiest with?" JJ replied with a head tilt.

He stared at her for a minute and knew it didn't matter. "Either is fine." He answered sincerely, the truth of his response evident in his eyes.

"Your dad is one smooth dude." Morgan said to Henry and Jack as JJ turned and crossed the room back to where he stood and kissed him with much more warmth than she had previously.

"I knew you looked extra glow-y." Garcia told her smugly as they separated.

"Do they always kiss like that?" Emily asked Henry.

The young boy looked over at his parents smiling goofily at one another and turned back around answering nonchalantly. "Yep. All the time."

"Hey," Garcia said, as a thought occurred to her, "You and Jack met Uncle Spence's girlfriend, what do you think?" She asked the small boy.

The little boy shrugged and scrunched up his face in thought. "She's got blonde hair like my mommy." Henry answered.

Jack shook his head in agreement. "Yeah, but she's not as pretty. She is nice though."

"Smooth is obviously a family trait." Morgan scoffed.

"She is nice." Henry said with a nod. "But I don't like her as much as I like you, Aunt Em."

"Or Aunt Penny." Jack added, politely.

Emily shared a smile with Derek. "Obviously our son is going to need to spend some quality time with Hotch." Her grin grew. "In fact, maybe you need to take lessons. It couldn't hurt." She told him teasingly.

He responded back with a playful. "Sure, as soon as you start putting out like JJ does."

"What did you put out, Mommy?" An inquisitive Henry asked.

"Oh, please, you answer that one Derek." JJ said, deceptively calm.

"Hey, little man, are you going to help me with the grill today?" Derek asked, hoping to completely sidetrack the young boy. When that failed he asked. "Where the heck is Reid?" He needed someone to distract the group.

"We're here." Morgan breathed a sigh of relief as Erin and Dave strolled through the door. Both were looking chic and relaxed from their recent trip to the Greek islands, and fortunately they came bearing gifts so that took the heat off of him, momentarily.

After distributing the loot they brought with them Dave asked no one in particular, "So, what's new?"

"Mommy puts out." Henry commented as Morgan groaned loudly.

"No, no, no, buddy that is not what Uncle Derek said." He moved over to the young boy and placed his hand on his shoulder, all the while keeping his eye on his mother. At this point JJ frightened him far more than Hotch.

"It is what you said, Uncle Derek." The oldest Hotchner child courteously informed him.

"Do I want to know?" Dave asked.

"Did your mommy put out the plates for the barbeque?" Erin asked a completely confused Henry who turned to his mother to see her wink and nod at him. "Yes? Do you think you can you help me carry them out to the patio? Then you can tell me everything you've been doing this summer." She gave the boy a tight hug. "Uncle Dave and I have missed you." She led the small boy through to the kitchen, pausing to glare at Derek slightly as she passed.

A repentant Derek looked over at JJ. "I am so sorry."

"Hey, aren't we missing someone?" Dave asked, still holding a gift bag. "Where's the kid?" He asked, looking around for their missing member.

"The kid is bringing a date." Hotch shared. "He's delaying the inevitable. For some reason it never goes well." He looked pointedly at the trio of women still in the room.

Rossi whistled. "He must really like this one if he's willing to bring her to meet the three of them." He laughed as he made the way around the room kissing babies and women as he came to them. "You look good, Bella, you're practically glowing." Rossi told JJ as he gave both her and the youngest Hotchner a kiss. He turned and looked at Hotch closely. "And you're looking satisfied." He stated, hugging him affectionately. "Do I detect the arrival of yet another Hotchner?"

Garcia laughed. "We should totally go to Vegas, Dave." She told him. "We're the only ones with intuition in this room full of profilers." She shared proudly. "I knew it the minute I saw her today."

"Are you having another baby, JJ?" Jack asked his stepmother after following the adult's conversation.

JJ shared a look with her husband before turning to the small boy. "What would you think about that, Jack? Does that sound like a good idea?"

"Do you think maybe this time we can get a girl?" He asked.

JJ smiled. "That would be nice, but I'm not sure what we'll get. We just have to wait and see." She smiled as the young boy came over to hug her. "Another boy wouldn't be so bad, would it?"

The little boy shook his head as his little brother smiled down at him. "We're not going to get two babies like Aunt Em and Uncle Derek are we?" He remembered the adjustment they had with just the one baby, he couldn't imagine two.

"I don't think so buddy." His dad told him. "Usually you have to have a history of twins in your family."

"Or you could just be really, really lucky." Emily told them, reminding the group that neither she nor Derek had any family history of it.

"Actually…" The voice of Spencer Reid broke in and began to give statistics of multiple births. He paused and looked around the room. "Why are we discussing the chances of a multiple birth?" He looked at Emily. "You know if the individual has already had a pregnancy that resulted in multiples…"

"Oh no." Emily interrupted. "Not happening. The Prentiss-Morgan family is finished. Done." The look she shot her husband said the topic wasn't up for negotiation.

"Hey." JJ stated, looking around him. "I thought you were bringing a guest?"

"Yeah, she's kind of nervous about coming. I may have told her about experiences with previous girlfriends." He told them with a wince.

"Well, Spence, she shouldn't worry about how you were with previous girls, relationships are all different." JJ remarked.

Realizing that he'd given the wrong impression he quickly added, "Oh, right, no, she's not worried about me she's worried about meeting the three of you."

Rossi, Morgan, and Hotch all chuckled at his honesty.

"I may have told her about the background checks and some of the other methods you've incorporated in your familial integration rituals." He said with some hesitation.

"I couldn't even find her name from your emails." Garcia defended. "Not that I tried." She amended when everyone turned to look at her. "Did she just say, Pen?" She asked, holding Alyssa up in front of her. "I swear she just said…"

"Nice try." Morgan moved and intercepted Alyssa from a now rambling Pen. "I, for one, hope this next baby is a boy too, I fear for my two angels with their influence." He looked over at Hotch for support.

"I'm still getting over the comment regarding my wife's activities." He scoffed, plucking Owen back from JJ and following Morgan out to the patio. "Jack, why don't you bring Ava and come outside?"

Rossi gave Reid a bus on the cheek and stopped long enough to claim a now clean Caleb from his mother's clutches leaving the young genius alone with the women. "So, JJ's pregnant again?" Reid asked no one in particular as the room suddenly cleared.

"So, Reid, where's the honey?" Emily questioned.

"She's coming." He assured them. "I should probably go and see if there is anything that I need to help with." He executed a sidestep in an attempt at escape.

JJ stepped in front of him, effectively stopping his forward progress. "I'm kind of offended that you would think to warn her about us." She told him with a pout.

"We're your family. We look out for you. It's our job." Emily told him.

Reid frowned at them. "I think this would probably be a good time to point out that I'm a grown man. I am going to be 34 this year." He argued. "I hold multiple degrees, I'm a certified genius, and I'm licensed and qualified to carry a gun. I help hunt down the vilest beings humanity has to offer." He argued, offended that they seemed to think him incapable of finding a suitable woman.

"That is true." Emily smiled, looking at the other two.

Garcia giggled as Reid narrowed his eyes. "You guys just like flustering me."

"We totally like flustering you." JJ nodded. "Reid, if you like this girl, I'm sure we're going to like her."

He smiled as he looked at the women that had truly become his family. "You won't embarrass me by telling her stupid stories of things that I've done over the years, will you?"

Garcia's giggle exploded into a full belly laugh. "Oh kid, come on, of course we will." She looked at him as if he were naïve, which he was. "We love you; again, this is our job. It's what we do."

He stared at them for a minute before confessing. "Just so you know I'm pretty sure that I'm in love with her."

"Yeah?" JJ's eyes misted. "So tell us about her."

"Her name is London, her parents are both professors, they met while taking a semester abroad. She's smart and funny and…" The doorbell rang and his eyes widened. "Oh God, she's here." He jumped up and raced to answer the door.

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"So, wow, number four." Emily asked, rocking Caleb as JJ brought in a worn out Owen and sank down on the chair across from her.

"Yep." She uttered a soft sigh as the little boy snuggled into her.

"And you said you were done." Emily scoffed.

JJ looked up at her friend with a mischievous smile.

"Oh no, here it comes." Emily groaned. "Now I'm going to have to listen to some gross story about how Hotch is a love god and does really bad, really good things to you."

JJ smiled. "I get wet just looking at him."

"Eww. Didn't we talk about oversharing?"

"I'm sorry, were you not the one that told me that you had car sex in your minivan, and let me just pause while I enjoy the fact that you, one, drive a minivan and, two, you had a quickie in it because you couldn't wait to get back home." She raised a brow. "Who overshares?"

Emily chuckled. "Yeah, I think we might both be guilty of that one."

"So, to continue in that vein, why is Morgan complaining about lack of sex?" JJ wondered.

Emily rolled her eyes. "Pfft. He's the one that fell asleep last night! I went to give Alyssa a bottle and told him I'd be right back, he was out, down for the count, when I got back." Her voice was filled with indignation.

"That bastard."

"Thank you. I totally needed that release." She sniffed. "But," She confided, "Fran is coming down in a couple of weeks and maybe both his sisters. Derek's talking about going to a bed and breakfast for the weekend to recoup." She gave her friend a meaningful look.

"They say it's for you, but you come home even more tired than when you left." JJ warned.

"God I hope so." Emily snorted. "I could stand a few days of my body being used for other purposes than pack mule."

JJ giggled. "I'd tell you that I knew what you're talking about, but I live with a genuine love god so my body always gets treated well." She placed a hand on her still flat stomach. "Plus, Owen is two and pretty much sleeps through the night." She admitted. "Talk to me next year and I'm sure that I'll be envious of you."

Emily smiled. "You are glowing, you know."

"I'm pretty happy." She looked around the room, past the French doors out to the patio where her immediate and extended family gathered and across the room at her best friend. "Thank you."

Emily looked back at her puzzled. "For what?"

"I don't know, for calling me, for needing my help, and for giving me the courage to go after what I wanted." She answered, brushing a lock of hair off of her son's face.

"You're welcome." Emily said with a smile. "Thanks for answering, and for coming when I called, and for encouraging me to follow my heart." She looked out at Derek holding the daughter that had been conceived on a night of reckless passion. He still managed to elicit that response from her. "God we're getting maudlin."

"You want me to tell you about this thing Aaron does that I swear makes me curl my toes and causes my eyes to roll back in my head?" She shook her head. "Nah, never mind I'm sure Derek couldn't elicit the same response."

"You know I still don't believe he's as good as you say. I think you're all trash talk." Emily argued.

"One of these days I'll show you a home movie."

Emily laughed out loud. "There is no way you have yourself on film, either Rossi or Garcia would have found it by now."

Just the opening JJ was looking for. "If we did we would be a little more subtle than you and Derek, I mean, come on, anything titled 'Bears win championship' that's not dated in the 80s is suspect."

Emily shook her head in agreement. "You'd think he'd be smarter than that."

"If he would have marked it Ava's birth or something along those lines Rossi would have never bothered with it." JJ pointed out.

"You know I'm going to have to search your house now." Emily advised her, convinced that maybe her friend did indeed have a home movie.

"I don't know why you just can't accept my word that my husband is, in fact, a sex god." JJ griped.

It was an old argument. "Come on, Jay. It's not like he has a body like Morgan."

"You can have a body and not know what to do with it." JJ argued. "And he has a very nice body thank you very much. Have you seen his ass? Have you seen his talented hands, his sensual mouth?" She sighed contentedly.

"I will go so far as to concede that apparently he does it for you."

JJ searched for him on the patio. "Yeah," She breathed, "he does."

"How did he not know you were pregnant?" She shook her head. "You've already got that glazed expression on your face."

"You mean the one you wore the entire time you were pregnant?" JJ scoffed as she gestured for her husband.

Emily laughed as Hotch entered the house, the poor unsuspecting sap. "Hey I was just coming to get you. They are just about to start the fireworks."

"I was hoping you'd carry Owen upstairs for me." JJ asked him sweetly.

He gave her a puzzled expression for just a second before moving quickly to relieve her of the small weight. "Okay, sure, are you feeling okay?"

"She was just about to go lay down." Emily quipped, as she rose from the couch with Caleb and moved quickly to the door.

Hotch was immediately attentive. "Why didn't you say something?" She heard him ask, followed by a surprised, "What?" then a low intimate chuckle.

"Where are JJ and Hotch?" Morgan asked as she stepped out on the patio. "They're going to miss the fireworks."

"I don't think they care. They're making their own." Emily told him.

Morgan's head swung back towards the house. "Really?"

"Oh yeah." She nodded.

"That lucky bastard."

"Says the man that couldn't stay awake through his daughters feeding." She handed him their son. "You were going to get sooo lucky last night."

He took an opportunity to appreciate his wife's long, lean body. "It's just mean to tell me that now."

"No, mean would be telling you…" She leaned up and whispered all the naughty things she had wanted to do the previous evening in his ear, hotly, as she pressed her body against him and finished by gently biting his ear lobe.

"Does anyone want to babysit?" Morgan asked hoarsely as his wife sashayed away from him. "Please."

There was nothing but the smoke left when JJ and Hotch stepped out on the patio. "I love the Fourth of July." JJ sighed.

"You missed the fireworks." Garcia pointed out.

"I didn't miss anything Pen, my life is filled with fireworks."

Garcia narrowed her eyes. "I can see that, Peaches. Is that the shirt you were wearing earlier?" She looked at the small smile forming on Hotch's face.

Rossi chuckled. "You'd think Hotch would have better control. FBI man, he's supposed to be all stoic and staid."

A thoroughly relaxed Hotch shrugged. "Not at home and not with my family."

"And never when your wife crooks her finger." Morgan added his hand intertwined with Emily's.

His arm still anchored around JJ's waist Hotch agreed. "Absolutely never."

The petite newcomer sat with Reid and smiled at the antics of the group he considered his family. "Does this happen a lot?"

"Which part? The teasing? Always. The sneaking off to copulate? Surprisingly more often than you would think." He shook his head. "And not just JJ and Hotch, although with JJ pregnant they will be the most frequent offenders. But they've all been guilty of it." He sighed, wondering what she must think of them. "I warned you, they're an odd bunch."

His girlfriend shook her head. "No, I think it's sweet." She laced her hand through his. "It's clear how much they all love each other. You have a really nice family."

Reid looked back at them smiling and laughing with one another. "Yeah, I really do."

And they all lived happily ever after.

The End.

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