Garcia
"Kevin, honey, get the hell out of here."
Kevin Lynch, professional computer analysis, amateur wedding assistant.
"Of course," everything is coming in perfectly. Every single perfect detail.
"Okay!" With a clap of her blue painted nails she gathers the attention of her wedding crew. "Today is a very special day! My favorite couple are getting married." She points a finger at Kevin," I love you Kevin, but if you even go near those flowers I will let Morgan shoot you in the foot." She smiles at the others," now. You with the brown hair. Yes you, I want you to make sure my boss man is hydrated. He forgets the simple things when he's stressed. You! Yes you, make sure Emily is ready. The rest of you. I want these people seated! Let's go!"
They disperse and Garcia slips to through the halls to where she knows everyone's dressing.
"Looking good, chocolate thunder." She pulls Morgan's shirt proper around his neck," now. Go get the boys. I want to see."
Garcia continues to make approving squels as each of her 'boys' come out.
"Awww." She squeals pinching at Reid's cheek.
"You look like an Italian God." Is given with a wink and chaste kiss to Rossi's cheek.
She's choked up when Hotch comes out with a nervous tight smile," she's gonna love it."
Rossi
"You look good." All the words escaped him. Good? No she looks stunning. Gorgeous. Beautiful.
He still got his message across, somehow.
"Thank you, Dave."
"Aaron is one lucky man," he smiles softly at her. Her brunette hair is curled around her shoulders. Just as Aaron had once noted he really liked.
"That's what everyone keeps saying." He can see the crimson rush her cheeks and he smiles. Yeah, these two were made for one another. "How's Aaron?"
Rossi gives her a wink," he looks like he's going to puke but he's more than excited."
She giggle and runs a hand over her swelling belly," looks like he's not the only one."
Rossi smiles fondly at the woman standing beside him. He watched as his pseudo-son fall in love with this beautiful, crazy, intelligent woman. There's not a single thing Rossi could ask for more than that they'd both be happy.
"Got a name picked out for her?" He asks with a smirk, knowing very well that there's probably lots of names picked out but neither can win the argument of which name their precious child gets.
"No," she sighs running her hand in a circle," we can't agree on anything."
"Well-"
"Alright! You're up Emily."
Rossi offers his arm and she takes it.
"I'm scared," she whispers.
"Don't be." The doors open," you're beautiful."
SO I WOULD LOVE YOU GUYS IF YOU DID TWO THINGS FOR ME:
1) I need baby girl names. Remember it needs to sound fairly decent with Hotchner. So anything you have to offer I'll consider
2) THE WEDDING SONGS
Here are the songs you're voting for:
*First Day Of My Life
-Bright Eyes*Better Together
-Jack Johnson*Every Breath You Take
-The Police*Can't Help Falling In Love With You
-ElvisPick one to send her down the with and another for the first dance... I don't mind any suggestions for other songs 😊😊😊
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