Epilogue
Jennifer Jareau and Aaron Hotchner were married in the wedding of the year. There were many actors, directors and other producers there. Aaron knew many people, as he had been in the business ever since he had finished college and JJ also knew many people due to her important job as costume designer. She'd had to design costumes for many movies and tv shows over the years so she knew many actors and directors, and other movie people.
The guest list was absolutely enormous, with hundreds of people there.
Aaron and JJ put up with it all with an amazing amount of patience, as both would have preferred to get married quietly, but when you were in the movie business that usually wasn't possible, because so many movie people were too much in the public eye.
Sandy, JJ's mother was absolutely thrilled with her daughter getting married, even if the two had dated only for a few months. She knew Aaron was a good man and that should be all that mattered and also that her daughter was incredibly happy. Sandy was the only one that knew besides, JJ and Aaron of course, that her daughter was pregnant. Sandy was sure that many people would assume Aaron and JJ had married because of the pregnancy, but if they did then they were idiots, if they couldn't see how happy the two of them were together. Besides, a lot of females in the movie business got pregnant and didn't marry the father of their child, so hopefully, nobody would assume that was the reason that two of them were marrying. This was Hollywood and it wasn't considered as much of a sin to have a child out of wedlock in the movie business and this was also the 21st Century where such things were more acceptable.
Emily, of course, was the maid of honor, and Dave was the best man. Emily had also brought a date in the form of Spencer Reid, who had been unable to resist the beautiful brunette, who he'd had a gigantic crush on for sometime. He had always avoided her, because he didn't want to possibly reveal his hidden feelings on accident.
He had been going to turn her down until his sister had told him that if he wanted to be alone for the rest of his life and to go ahead and make himself miserable. She might not be around forever, as she might get married herself and then what was he going to do, except be a lonely old man? Why should he give his father any control over him, even if William Reid had no idea where his children had gotten to, nor would he care if he did. He also wouldn't care what kind of damage he had done to his son. It was his sister that had finally gotten Spencer to accept a date from the beautiful brunette. Now, he wouldn't willingly be parted from Emily without a fight. Emily had also been very happy at this turn of events, as she had already been halfway in love with Spencer Reid. Now, that Spencer had someone that truly loved him and not just as a sibling, but romantically, well, it had done wonders for his self confidence in himself.
The Minister pronounced: 'You may kiss the bride' and the wedding was over, though there was still the reception to get through before they could finally escape.
"Happy, Mrs. Hotchner?" Aaron asked, his new wife, as he and JJ twirled confidently on the dance floor.
"Absolutely," JJ said snuggling into her husband's arms. "I only wish we could get out of here."
"I don't blame you," Aaron agreed softly kissing her ever willing lips. "We both would have preferred to get married quietly, but you know why that wasn't possible."
"Yeah, I do," JJ sighed. "You can't afford to offend the people in the business and neither can I."
"You have to put up with a lot of stuff when you go into such a business that keeps you in the public eye," Aaron said.
"I suppose," JJ said.
"Don't worry we can get out of here soon," Aaron promised her with a wink. "And then, I'm going to sweep you away for a month of fun and sun in Mexico."
"I can hardly wait," JJ said smiling. "Just a month with you and me, no children, no people with various problems..."
"I'm looking forward to it too," Aaron promised. "Your mother has been a godsend and my three adore her, which also relieves the pressure on Jessica."
"Jessica and my mother have the children well in hand and will make sure to look after them while we are gone. Henry and Michael get along great with your three, especially Trista, since she's the closest to them in age."
"Well, Jack, especially has been wanting another brother and now he has two," Aaron said smiling.
"With another one on the way," JJ said patting her tummy. She wasn't showing yet, but then she was only about a month along. "So what are you hoping for, a boy or a girl?"
"I'm actually hoping for another boy, since I only have Jack," Aaron admitted. "I suppose I also have Henry and Michael, that I'm already in the process of adopting. Still, having another boy with both our DNAs would be really nice, though I wouldn't object to another girl either. Basically, it doesn't really matter what we get, as I'll be happy with whatever, because hopefully, we'll have another in two or three years."
JJ was nodding at this.
"I'm willing to get pregnant at least twice more after this, so long as we space them apart at least 2 to 3 years. If you are want more then that we will have to talk about it."
"Well, I'm very happy you feel that way," Aaron grinned adorably. "I was thinking two or three would be plenty, but I wouldn't mind four or five."
"I might have twins again, as my doctor told me that was very possible, but since you're different man from Will I can't say for sure."
"That would be great," Aaron said enthusiastically.
"Don't get too enthusiastic, because while it's possible it might not happen. The doctor just said I had more of a chance of having twins, because I've already had them once before and for my first pregnancy ever, which is pretty unusual," JJ cautioned him.
"I can hope," Aaron said.
"Yes, you can," JJ laughed, as the two of them kissed, just as the song ended.
She was so happy and she would be glad to be with Aaron for the rest of her life. She would happily bear him several children, as she was only in her early 30s and she knew her mom would be thrilled if she had at least three or four with Aaron, plus Henry and Michael.
She was also going to adopt Aaron's three, just as he was going to adopt her sons, something that Aaron had readily agreed to, as he thought it was wise in case something happened to him. Haley had signed over her parental rights, because Aaron threatened to sue her for her cheating on him several times over the years and also for trying to kidnap his kids out of their private school. Haley was currently in rehab for drug abuse.
The two abandoned the dance floor, so they could get some food that was on a side table.
"Here's to the start of our life together Mrs. Hotchner," Aaron said, as he toasted her with a glass of wine, while JJ clinked her glass with his, but hers had cider in it, since she was pregnant, even if no one but them and her mother knew it.
"Yes, here is to the start of our lives together, hopefully with many children."
"What do you mean by many?" Aaron asked, pouting adorably.
"Probably not as many as you're thinking," JJ laughed. "I told you I was going to get pregnant three times and we'll have to see after that, as it depends on many factors."
"How easily each pregnancy goes, age and the doctor's recommendation," Aaron listed easily.
"Exactly," JJ agreed chuckling. "Some women just aren't suited to give a birth more than once or twice or something goes wrong, but while I didn't exactly have an easy time with my twins it also wasn't that hard either."
"Well, here's to a trouble free pregnancy," Aaron toasted her, taking a sip of his wine.
"And several more after that," JJ said, as the two of them clinked glasses again.
The two were silent, as they observed everybody around them and it was a miracle that no one was trying to talk to either one of them and were leaving them in peace, then Aaron saw Dave redirecting peoples attention and it appeared that Emily was helping him.
"Well, that's why nobody's approached us to bother us on this happy day," Aaron said pointing at Dave and Emily.
"I wondered why we were being left in peace," JJ admitted. "People can be so rude that they just have to talk to you, even on your wedding day. I know it is just part and parcel of the business, but that doesn't mean it isn't rude."
"Believe me, I agree," Aaron snorted. "The same thing happened on my wedding day to Haley and I wasn't studio producer back then, no, I was just the assistant producer. I was up and coming sure and pretty close to my goal, but I hadn't quite reached it yet, but that was over 15 years ago now. I've been the head honcho for more then ten years now and I think I've done pretty well."
"Now you are one of the most popular producers in the business, so of course people have to talk to you not caring that this is supposed to be a day for happiness not business," JJ added.
"Thank God, for David Rossi and Emily Prentiss," Aaron said quietly. "We will have to find a way to thank them for protecting us from the vultures at least for one day."
"I think Emily is doing it to apologize for setting me up," JJ said.
"That's possible or maybe it's because you convinced Rochelle to convince her brother to go out with Emily," Aaron said amused.
"You know about that?" JJ asked unable to stop herself from blushing.
"I know many things," Aaron told JJ in amusement, grinning adorably at her.
"Why haven't you said anything before?" JJ asked.
"That was no point really. I wanted to knock Spencer's head against the wall occasionally, as I was well aware Emily feelings, but I also didn't want to wreck my relationship with him, so I stayed out of it. It was painful to watch Emily pining after him and to watch Spencer trying to avoid her, because he didn't want to reveal how much he liked her. Now though, I don't think either one will be parted from the other without a major battle and I have no doubt who the victor will be if that were to occur."
"Well, you're more observant than I am then, as I had no idea that Emily had any feelings for him."
"You didn't know him at the time," Aaron reminded. "You had never seen the two of them together."
"True," JJ agreed, taking a sip of her cider.
"I'm glad you thought about going to his sister, because nobody knows you as well as a sibling. If anybody can get someone like Spencer to listen to reason its a brother or sister."
"It's a good thing he had a sister then," JJ said amused "Or he might never have come out of his shell."
"Yes, it is," Aaron grinned, as he kissed her cheek. "Emily has done wonders for Spencer's self-confidence, at least where females are concerned."
"Even I had noticed and I don't know him as well as you do," JJ said.
"So long as the relationship goes well I can see him getting out more and that can only be a good thing. His sister might decide to move out, get married, have a family and then he would be alone," Aaron said. "I can see him isolating himself even more than he does without his sister there too constantly probe him to get out of the house."
JJ was nodding at this as she know that the two siblings lived in the same apartment that had two bedrooms. They could afford better nowadays, but had seen no point in moving, as they claimed they didn't need that much space. JJ had visited a couple of times with Aaron and the place was absolutely covered in bookcases, as both Reids were avid readers and had the money to indulge their hobby.
"Emily said he's confident is most ways, except around women like me at least until he gets to know them," JJ said.
"That's true enough, but he still lives a pretty isolated life, and as far as I know, doesn't get out much. I think the reason he doesn't like to come to those dinner parties is because Emily was always there. Now, that they are dating though, any objection he might have had before will likely be nonexistent," Aaron speculated.
"Probably," JJ agreed.
Spencer had relaxed a great deal around her and JJ believed he had come to think of her as a sister, which was good, because she had no interest in him in that way, something she was sure Spencer had picked up on.
"The modifications on the house should be finished when we get back," Aaron said. "Dave will make sure they keep on schedule."
The house Aaron had bought was huge and much bigger than the ones JJ was used to, though it was hardly the size of some of the mansions that the bigger stars owned. It was quite large by JJ's standards with 15 bedrooms which were much bigger than normal and could hold three kids each. There was no way she and Aaron would never have enough kids to fill every bedroom, but still they had made a good start with Aaron's three and her two. That didn't even include the baby she was pregnant with now. Henry and Michael could even have their own bedrooms now if they wanted, since the new house had so many to spare, though it was okay if they still wanted to room together especially since they were so large.
"That's good, that means we can move right in once get back from our honeymoon," JJ said.
"The kids are absolutely thrilled with it," Aaron said. "It has quite a large backyard for them to play in."
"And they each have their own rooms including Henry and Michael if they want, once they get a little older."
"Or we can just knock out a wall and make their room bigger, so they have plenty of space. We'll never fill every bedroom anyway," Aaron suggested suddenly.
"Let's wait until they're a little older and let them make their own decision. I don't see any point of doing it now, because they're still so young, so they don't need that much space yet. Maybe when they're five or six," JJ said and Aaron nodded.
"Sounds good to me. So ready to get back out on the dance floor?" Aaron asked his wife.
"Sure, why not," JJ decided. "I've had a chance to eat and rest my feet now, so we might as well dance for awhile and then it'll be time to go."
"I don't understand how women can wear those things anyway," Aaron said looking down at JJ's high heels. "I have no idea how they don't turn an ankle on a regular basis."
"You don't see men wearing shoes of torture on their feet," JJ agreed.
"They sure do make your legs look a hundred miles long," Aaron said looking appreciatively up and down his wife's body.
"Why thank you," JJ said grinning, kissing his cheek. "That's one of the reasons we wear them you know to attract a man's attention. Personally, I prefer flat shoes or ones with a slight heel, but this is a special occasion. No regular shoes would go with this dress and I will not have my shoes look like they don't belong."
JJ was wearing a white dress, shorter then a traditional wedding dress, with a scalloped neck and puffy sleeves. It was a very pretty dress, but wasn't really considered appropriate for a wedding, but traditions had changed over the decades and she wanted to be comfortable. Aaron, of course, was very handsome in a grey tuxedo with traditional cummerbund in white, but instead of bowtie he was wearing a regular one, it was a long, thin white one, with a black design,
"I can hardly wait for the honeymoon," Aaron grinned devilishly, making him seem even more handsome.
"It won't be long now," JJ promised him in a rather seductive tone of voice. "Just a few more hours and then we can sneak out of here."
My lady?" Aaron asked, extending his hand to her.
JJ took his hand and Aaron helped her rise to her feet like the gentleman he was before leading her back out to the dance floor.
Aaron was such a gentleman, JJ thought, as she and Aaron began dancing together. He was miles above Will LaMontagne Jr. who had been a slug and even further above Frederick Spinelli who had been worse.
She was so glad he had asked her out for that first date, as she never would've dared be so forward with such a powerful man. If she had been, it likely would've seemed like she was trying to advance her own career.
She was actually happy that Emily had set her up with him, even if she claimed otherwise, though she had no intention of telling her best friend that, as it would make her insufferable and there'd be no living with her.
She had never been so happy in her life and so she put her head on her new husband's shoulder, even as they danced together to the music, enjoying being in each other's arms.