white wedding

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Emily's POV
Today is the day. The day I marry my best friend. I'm literally so stressed.

I sat on the bed looking at the mirror. I have to get ready in a couple hours. JJ and I were going to get hair and makeup done together than change separately. She's making coffee.

"Em" JJ said pulling my attention away from my mirror. "You have to get ready eventually. You don't want to be late for your own wedding." She chuckled and handed me two mugs.

"What if I mess up? Like what if I just blank on my vows or what if I can't speak in general. Oh god Jen what if I fall? If I fall you have to shoot me right there. I give you full permission to shoot me if I fall." I said. If I trip I will never redeem myself.

"I won't shoot you Emily. Rossi would kill me for getting blood in his backyard." She laughed again. "Emily you will do fine. I know you love me, you know I love you, it'll be great. If not we can get blackout drunk at the reception."

"Deal." I replied. She grabbed the mugs from my hands and set them in the nightstand. "You're going to do great. I know it. You Emily Prentiss have nothing to worry about." She said pulling me into a hug. "Thank you." I whispered back into her ear.

She laid me back into the bed and I dug my head into her hair. After a little while she slowly got up. "We need to get ready soon. Penelope is going to kill us if we're late."

I joined her in the bathroom to get ready. I sat on the counter as JJ curled my hair. "You know you should really learn how to do this." JJ said as she grabbed another strand of hair. "Nah. I like when you do it." I smiled in the mirror.

I finished with my makeup; I did my full face because it was you know my wedding. JJ gave me messy beach waves and started on her own. She gave the same to herself and I grabbed her makeup.

"I would love to kiss you but I don't want to mess up your lipstick." I said when she finished. "We can always fix it." Still sitting on the counter I pulled her closer and touched foreheads. "How about a good old-fashioned make out session?" She smiled. "Deal." She replied.

I wrapped my arms around her neck and pulled her as close as possible. We joined our lips and spent a solid 15 minutes making out.

"Emily Jean Prentiss and Jennifer Marie Jareau stopping doing what your doing and come down. We have to leave." Penelope said, banging on the front door.

"You really have horrible timing Pen." I said when I opened the door. "Good. You two need to head off to Rossi's. He has rooms set up for each of you and you will not see each other in your dresses." She said pulling us out by the wrists.

JJ's POV
"Mom the dress is fine." I told her. She had been trying to fix the wrinkles that weren't there.

"I know. But it needs to be perfect. My daughter will only get married once. Hopefully." She said trying to smooth the dress once again. "You will only need to deal with one Jareau wedding." I laughed. But then I thought about Roz.

I think my mom could see the tears in my eye because she pulled me into a hug. "Would she want to be here?" I asked. The things Anne said to me still stick in my head.

She cupped my face in her hands and wiped my tears. "Of course she would be here. Roz would be cheering right in front, and would be so happy you found someone you love as much as Emily. You have nothing to be scared of. Roz did love and will always love you Jennifer."

"Thank you." I whispered as she pulled me into a hug.

I wait for Penelope to get me to start this show. I sat with my dad on the bed when she knocked at the door. "Ready?" She asked teaching out her hand. I nodded and we followed her down the stairs.

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