A/N: This the third in the line of my Spence/JJ stories. I own nothing in this story. The characters belong to CBS, the song belongs to Brad Paisley and Columbia Records.
Sitting in the bride-room, I was nervous. Today I was walking down the aisle to become officially Mrs. Spencer Reid. I couldn't believe that I was really marrying him. Emily was clipping in my veil, already ready in her gown. I was thankful that we decided to get her a dress size bigger when we got dresses, as her burgeoning belly was twice the size it was three months ago. My little BAU niece would be born in two months and neither Hotch, Emily nor I could wait.
"Have you decided on a name yet, E?"
"No," she sighed, lightly fluffing my curls around my face. "Aaron and I can't decide on just one name."
"What do you like?"
"I like Allison McKenzie, he doesn't. He likes Blythe Danielle, I don't."
"I don't know. You wouldn't have to worry about having another Blythe in her class when she gets older. Blythe McKenzie is beautiful, putting both your picks together. What do you think?"
"I kinda like the compromising side of you, Jayje." I smiled at her statement, seeing myself in the mirror. I was flushed, all the blood draining from my face. I was going to be married. Married. "Have you decided whether you're going to have Reid's baby geniuses some day?"
I chuckled. "Baby geniuses; you're cute, E."
Getting up from the vanity bench, I turned around and Emily placed the small veil over my eyes. Penelope walked in and gave me my corsage and bouquet. As my maid-of-honor, she carried Spence's ring on her thumb. "I'm so nervous."
"Don't be, Jayje," Penelope soothed. "Baby Boy loves you, and you love him. What's to be nervous about?"
"What if I forget to say 'I do' or the whole ceremony is ruined because I trip down the aisle or if Spence doesn't want to marry me and leaves me at the altar?" I really did have these fears, I think all brides-to-be do.
"Jayje, look at me," Emily pried. "Look at me." I finally glanced up at her. "Spencer asked you to marry him. We all witnessed it. He isn't going to leave you stranded at the altar. You're not going to trip down the aisle; Rossi won't drop you, you know that. You're not going to forget to say 'I do' because Penelope will kick you in the butt to make sure you remember. JJ, everything is gonna be fine, sweetie. Have faith." Emily hugged me, her bump kinda in the way making the hug awkward but I needed it.
There was a tapping on the door, and Rossi poked his head through the door. "We're ready for you, JJ." I exited the bride-room and went into the foyer with Penny and Emily at my side. "The boys already entered the sanctuary. Don't worry, he won't see you."
I was standing outside the sanctuary doors, now, Rossi holding onto my arm. "You're going to be fine, Jayje."
"I hope so; I really hope so, Dave. This is the biggest day of my life, minus Henry's birth."
"And Reid is a part of both of them."
"Because Reid is very important to me, that's why." I smiled, and glanced over at Dave. He had a smile on his face and was looking at me. Emily and Penelope were already in the room; Jack and Henry were walking down the aisle now. The music changed to Canon in D.
"That's our queue, JJ. Ready?"
I nodded my head, and set my chin. I was ready.
"I can't do this, Derek. Why did I sign up for this?"
"Kid, you love JJ. Stop worrying yourself. You're gonna go prematurely gray." Derek always had the worst way to make someone feel better.
I gave him a glare. "Hotch, shut him up, I beg of you."
Hotch just smiled at me and clapped my shoulder. "Reid, you're going to be fine. You've been in love with JJ since you're first year in the Bureau. She's been in love with you since you're date at the Redskins game. It's about freaking time you marry the girl."
"You two aren't really helping the situation. I don't want to make an embarrassment of myself while marrying the girl of my dreams. She might leave me at the altar, like I've always dreamed she would've."
"You dream she'll leave you at the altar? That's a great dream to have, Reid." Derek said, matter-of-factly. "That's a real great dream to have."
I rolled my eyes at him. "You have girls throwing themselves at you everyday. I've had three my whole life. Lila, Austen and now JJ. I've only loved one, JJ. I want this day to be perfect for her. I don't care if it's perfect for me, this is her day. If I embarrass myself in front of her, I don't think I could go on with my life."
"Reid, Reid, stop it!" Derek took be by my shoulders forcing me to look in his eyes. "She said yes when you asked her. If she didn't mean it, she wouldn't be marrying you. Now pull yourself together because you're getting married in ten minutes, man."
Ten minutes. I was giving a woman my last name in ten minutes. I exited the groom-room and entered the foyer. Standing there were two people I never expected to see together. "Mom, Dad?"
They turned towards my voice. Mom beamed at me and opened her arms wide. I strode into her waiting embrace. "You look so handsome, Spencer," she whispered into my ear. She pulled back and held my hands at length. "So handsome, don't you think, William?"
Dad nodded. "Very handsome. Spencer." He held his hand out to me, I shook it then came in for a hug.
"I'm glad you could come, Dad. You too, Mom." My smile was watery and didn't reach my eyes, I was too nervous to make that happen.
Hotch stepped over to me. "Mrs. Reid, Mr. Reid. Why don't you take your seats? On the left, first row. Spencer will be in soon, the bride soon to follow."
Mom and Dad walked into the sanctuary. There were a lot of people in there. My hands started to sweat, my palms clammy, my legs shook rapidly. Hotch clapped my shoulder and whispered in my ear. "Don't forget to bend your knees, locked knees make you-"
"—Pass out, yeah, I know." I gave a small smile.
"I forgot, you know every—well you know a lot."
Suddenly, inside the sanctuary, the music changed. Hotch stepped ahead of me and walked into the room. Morgan followed; me after him. I stood at the altar, in front of the pastor. Morgan leaned in and whispered, "Look up, Reid. Look at your beautiful bride."
I looked up and there was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen.
Spence was looking at me. I was looking at him. I suddenly started to tear up and it took the pressure from Rossi's arm to stop me from bolting down the aisle to him. I saw his eyes mist and a tear escape from his duct. I saw Henry in front of Spence, beaming up at me. Henry turned his blond head around to look at Spence. Spence put his left hand on Henry's left shoulder, without breaking eye contact with me.
Rossi and I finally made it down the aisle. I faced him and he smiled and nodded at me. Dave took my hand and reached for Spence's hand. Dave put my hand in Spence's hand and took his seat next to my mom. My dad had passed away three months ago, and I had asked Dave to walk me down the aisle after my mom told me she wasn't doing it. Rossi was like the dad of the team anyway, so it wasn't out of place for him to do it.
The pastor told everyone why they were here, and said a prayer. "Jennifer and Spencer are reading their own vows, plus the traditional ones, so Spencer. You're first." Spence turned around to Morgan, who handed him a manila sheet of paper. Spence unfolded it and cleared his throat.
"Jennifer Corinne Jareau, since starting at the Bureau, we've been friends. We've talked about everything, we've cried together and been through so much together. When you asked me to be Henry's godfather," he placed his hand on Henry's shoulder again. "I was thrilled beyond belief that you would give me that honor. Jayje, I love you, with every fiber of my being. I won't ever love anyone as much as I love you. You're everything I ever wished I could be. You've made my life so much better and simpler, even. Jayje, I vow to never leave you or forsake you. I love you, and I always will."
I was crying so much by the end of his vows I feared I wouldn't be able to talk my vows. Penelope pressed her hand into mine, handing my vow paper to me discreetly. "My whole life I've envisioned my wedding day. I pictured the dress, the music, the bridesmaids, the church, the person waiting at the end of the aisle. My whole life I could envision all of those things, except the groom. He was always faceless and nameless and I could never put a name or a face to him. Since knowing you, Spence, I've been able to envision my whole wedding, plus the life ahead of me. You've made me happy. You've been a father to Henry, which I couldn't have asked you for. Thank you for being a father for Henry. Thank you for being there for me in a time when no one else was. But most of all, thank you for waiting for me at the end of the aisle. Once again, you've completed my life-long dream. Thank you for being you, Spencer. I love you."
Now it was Spence's turn to cry. Tears were streaming down his cheeks. "Don't cwy, Daddy!" Henry said from Spencer's side. Henry took Spence's hand and Spence smiled widely. I laughed softly at my son's input. The pastor asked for the rings. Spencer repeated the minister. "I, Spencer William Reid, take you Jennifer Corinne Jareau, to be my lawfully wedded wife. To have and to hold, in richer in poorer, in sickness and in health, to love, honor and cherish for as long as we both shall live. With this ring, I thee wed." Sliding the ring over my left ring finger, one of his tears hit my hand. Now it was my turn.
I repeated after the pastor the same as Spence. "I, Jennifer Corinne Jareau, take you Spencer William Reid, to be my lawfully wedded husband. To have and to hold, in richer in poorer, in sickness and in health, to love, honor and cherish for as long as we both shall live. With this ring, I thee wed." I slid his wedding ring over his finger and his thumb stroked my hand for a second. The pastor officiating finished the wedding.
"If there is anyone here that believes that these two should not wed, speak now or forever hold your peace." There was a deafening silence. Good. "Then with the permission of the District of Columbia it is my pleasure to pronounce you husband and wife. Spencer, you may kiss your bride." We were now officially married. The man standing across from me was now my husband. Spence smiled at me, and lifted my short veil. He leaned his head down towards me. I leaned up towards his face and his lips captured mine. Applause broke out before the kiss ended.
Spence and I broke apart and Henry's arms vice gripped themselves around my legs. Spence picked him up and carried him out of the sanctuary, with me on his arm. I had a family, finally.
Our first song as husband and wife started up and I drew my wife into my arms. We had picked a song that fit us so well, it was funny.
I remember, trying not to stare the night that I first met you,
You had me mesmerized.
And three weeks later, in the front porch light,
taking forty-five minutes to kiss goodnight
I hadn't told you yet
but I thought I loved you then.
It was true. Her first day as our communications liaison, she entered the bullpen area and my breath hitched in my throat. I was totally enamored by her. Then, our Redskins date that we went on, I drove her home and we pecked lightly. Then she asked me some questions and before either of us knew, we had been standing on her front porch for 45 minutes.
And now you're my whole life, now you're my whole world
I just can't believe the way I feel about you, girl.
Like a river meets the sea, stronger than it's ever been.
We've come so far since that day.
And I thought I loved you then.
She is my whole world. The glasses were being hit on the tables and our lips meshed once again. Every time I kissed her, I felt a surge of pride, that she was my wife; a blast of fireworks in the pit of my stomach. She was beautiful, so freaking beautiful and she was my wife.
And I remember, taking you back to right where I first met you,
You were so surprised
There were people around, but I didn't care
Got down on one knee right there once again,
I thought I loved you then
I did do that. I took her to the BAU at seven am on a Saturday, a day that we had off. Then we went to a Redskins game. I took her back to my condo and the rest of the team was waiting for us. Jayje was so surprised that they were there. Then I got down on one knee and asked her to marry me, in front of everyone that we cared about, everyone that really cared about us.
I could just see you, with a baby on the way
And I could just see you, when your hair is turning gray
What I can't see is how I'm ever going to love you more
But I've said that before
And now you're my whole life
now you're my whole world
I just can't believe the way I feel about you, girl
We'll look back someday, at this moment that we're in
And I'll look at you and say
And I thought I loved you then
I want her to have my babies. I want her to grow old with me. I want to be next to her in a rocking chair, both gray haired, watching our grand kids romping in the yard.
"I don't know what is in store for us, Jayje. But I promise you, we will be happy," I whispered into her ear as the song died down, and the reception room applauded.
"I never doubted that, Spencer." We sat down at our table. On the table were a bunch of pictures that were of the two of us. One of them was a picture that JJ took on her cell at the Redskins game the first time. She put her hand on my left thigh. "To think," she pointed to the said photograph. "I thought I loved you then."