Part 38

They enjoyed their shopping trip and did a few other things to enjoy the day. They made it back to her apartment and Hotch carried Jack to the guest room and laid him down. He was tired and had fallen asleep awhile ago.

Emily hung up her dress and smiled as she covered it back up so Hotch wouldn't see it. It was about eight that night and she was glad they ate out.

Her phone rang and she jumped at first because she wasn't excepting it. "Hello." She said as she answered it.

"Hi Emily. I have some good news. I pulled some strings and you can get married tomorrow at ten in the morning. I will have flowers here and a photographer. You don't have to worry about anything. Did you get a dress already or do we have to go out early in the morning?"

Emily was thrilled to hear this from her mom. "Mom, I don't know how to thank you. Yes, I picked up a dress today. And are we doing this at your house?"

"Only place I could be sure of. Did you want to come over and stay? You know you shouldn't sleep with him until after the wedding."

"Mom, stop. We haven't done anything and I'm staying here. We have some packing left to do. Thanks for your help and we will be there by nine." She said and said good bye and hung up the phone.

The rest of the night was spent doing some last minute packing and making sure everything was labeled for shipping. They laid in bed watching movies as they fell asleep.

The next morning, Emily woke up in pain. She slid out of bed and made it to the bathroom. Relieving herself, she noticed it was that time of the month. 'Great, of all the timing in the world, had to start on my wedding day?' She thought to herself. She washed up and left the bathroom.

The pain was getting worse by the second. She stood in the hallway holding her stomach as it felt like she was being stabbed. She took a few deep breaths and made her way to the kitchen, hoping not to wake Hotch up who was sleeping on the couch.

She filled a cup of water and get some aspirin. The pain kicked in again and she dropped the glass. It feel to the floor, shattering as it hit. "Crap!" She said as she doubled over from the pain.

Hotch jumped at the sound and ran to the kitchen. Seeing her doubled over and the broken glass on the floor he went to her. "Emily, are you ok? What happened?" He asked as he put his arm around her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't plan this." She said to him.

"Plan what sweetie?" He asked as he rubbed her back.

"That time of the month. And the cramps are so painful they are making me double over. What Doyle did to me was less painful than this!" She said whining.

Hotch looked at her. "Please don't talk like that. I almost lost you that day."

Emily looked at him with a sad smile on her face. "I'm sorry." She said as she stayed doubled over.

Hotch felt for her. He picked her up and carried her to the couch. "Did you take anything yet?" He asked as he sat her down.

"Was just about to when I doubled over." She curled into the couch.

"Ok, you stay here, let me clean the glass and water up and I will get you some more." He kissed her and retreated into the kitchen. He cleaned up the glass and water. He through it in the garbage can and glanced at the clock. It was six in the morning. Still earlier. He got another glass of water and grabbed the bottle of aspirin.

Hotch walked into the living room and handed her the drink and aspirin.

She smiled and took four pills out. It's not normally this bad but she's had them before. She then handed them back to him. "Thanks." She said and sighed.

He sat down on the couch and pulled her to him. Where she was sitting between his legs and her laying against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and started messaging her stomach, hoping to ease her pain. He hated seeing anyone in this much pain. "You rest now. We still have a few hours left." He said and kissed her shoulder.

Emily sighed and relaxed against him. "Thank you Aaron. God, your hands are like magic." She smiled and closed her eyes. She hoped that in a few hours she'll be feeling more like herself and not a bag of painful nerves.

Hotch smiled as he too closed his eyes as he could finally relax with Emily in his arms. He kept moving his hands over her stomach and hips.