Hotch and Emily were putting themselves back together after some yoga inspired sex. He looked at his wristwatch. "If we weren't late before, we are definitely late now."

"It might just take someone looking for us before we can get out of here." Emily gave a sigh.

Hotch tried pulling the door again. "Yeah, too bad the door swings inside, otherwise I would try to push it open." He studied the doorframe.

"Where's Morgan when you need him?" Emily joked. "Wait, the door swings inside." She took a step towards the door.

Hotch tilted his head as he watched her as she studied the door. "What is it?"

She started to dig in her makeup bag and pulled out a cheap pen, then grabbed the hairdryer from the wall.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"The hinges are on the inside!" She placed the pen under the metal pin and used the hairdryer as a hammer. In just a minute all three pins were popped out and they were able to pry the door open.

"Did you learn that in spy school?" He asked dryly.

"MacGyver reruns." She stated matter-of-factly. "Okay, let's get to this shindig."

Rossi and JJ shared glasses of champagne as Dr. Troy flirted with Reid.

"He has no clue." Rossi observed.

"None." JJ smirked.

"Who has no clue?" Garcia asked as she and Morgan came up behind them.

"Spence has no clue that Dr. Troy has been making the moves on him." JJ started. "Where have you guys been?"

"We got held up in a cab on the Strip. I think it would have been faster if we walked." Morgan remarked taking the glass out of JJ's hand, drank it, then handed it back. "Thanks, I needed that."

"Your welcome." JJ grimaced looking at her empty glass. She then rubbed Rossi on his arm. "Well, that is still not as good as Rossi's story."

"Why? What happened?" Garcia asked.

"It was nothing. I was just helping someone in need." He was dismissive. "Where are Aaron and Emily?"

"Maybe they found a cozy little wedding chapel." Morgan grinned.

Hotch and Emily approached the red carpet entrance to the event. "That's a lot of cameras." He observed.

"Oh, come on." She pulled him forward with a beaming smile on her face. They finally joined the others.

Reid turned around to all of his friends. "Where have you all been?"

Everyone started to explain their circumstances at the same time.

Dr. Troy tapped him on the shoulder. "I will need to return to my guests, I will catch up with you later." She gave him a wink.

"That sounds great." He watched her walk away.

"Look at you. You seem to be doing pretty well all on your own." Morgan gave him a nudge.

"What are you talking about? I am a nervous wreck." Reid gulped down another glass of champagne.

"Spence, you should take it easy, that's like your fifth one." JJ said with concern.

"Sixth, actually, and I don't feel a thing."

Everyone could hear the feedback from someone tapping on the microphone. "Hello, could I have everyone's attention?" A woman at the podium announced. "I would like to take the opportunity to introduce the reason why we are all here, Mr. Steve Wynn."

The crowd joined the applause as he walked up to the stage. He started to give a speech including some prewritten jokes.

Rossi leaned into Hotch. "So, were you and Emily spending some quality time together?"

"We were locked in the bathroom, if you must know." He whispered into his ear.

"So, that's where the kids are doing it these days?" Rossi quipped.

Hotch rolled his eyes. The friends continued to chat as different presenters were at the podium giving speeches. The team were trying to enjoy themselves until it was Reid's turn.

Emily looked around. "Well, I need another drink." She then started toward the open bar.

Hotch laughed with Rossi. "You're kidding, Senator Clancy? The guy who is against gay rights? How appropriate." He then turned and watched as Emily walked away from him. She stopped at the bar. The bartender smiled and helped to pour her a drink.

Rossi quickly realized that Hotch had ceased to be paying attention to what he was saying and that he was solely focused on nothing but Emily. Men gathered around her like bees to flowers. Emily laughed and carried on with them as they socialized together.

Rossi looked at Emily then back to Hotch. "You know Aaron, I was thinking of dying my hair green and shaving it into a mohawk."

Hotch didn't take his eyes from her. "That sounds great, Dave."

"Aaron!" Rossi tried to snap him out of his daze.

"Huh?" Hotch turned to his friend. "I'm sorry, what?"

"Oh, you've got it bad." Rossi observed.

"What are you talking about?" Hotch tilted his head.

"Oh, yes. You are in too deep. Take it from a man who has been in that deep at least three times." Rossi chuckled at himself. "How does Jack feel about her?"

"Jack absolutely loves her. I haven't seen that happy in a long time. And she is so good with him. I think her moving in has helped a lot, too."

"Well, there's your answer." Rossi tapped Hotch's arm.

"To what?"

"You need to marry her. The proper way, this time."

Hotch watched Emily laugh with the bartender. "You know what, Dave, you're right." He gulped down the last of his champagne, put his glass down and walked toward her with conviction. He took her hands into his. "Excuse me." He said to the men around her as he pulled her away.

"What is it?" She smiled.

"There's something I want to talk to you about." Hotch announced as Dr. Troy stepped up to the microphone.

"Hello everyone, I am Dr. Deana Troy and I am incredibly honored to introduce our next guest. A child prodigy and has been a member of the very prestigious Behavioral Analyst Unit from the FBI for over ten years. Please join me in welcoming Dr. Spencer Reid."

Reid blushed as she stepped up to the podium. "Um…" He stammered. "I'd like start by telling you a joke I recently heard."

Rossi looked to JJ. "It's going to be a long night." As he took another drink.

Reid started to giggle before he was able to get the joke out. "There are two types of people in this world:… Those who can extrapolate from incomplete data." He laughed at himself. He was only joined by a few members of the crowd including Dr. Troy who was hysterically laughing.

Reid continued to go on with a prepared speech, thanking Mr. Wynn for the honor. The crowd applauded as he finished and walked off.

Emily turned to Hotch. "So, what did you want to talk to me about?" She raised her voice above the crowd.

Hotch looked to her and tried to make himself heard.

Emily leaned in closer. "What? I couldn't hear you."

"I said." He spoke up louder this time. "Will you marry me?" Coincidently the crowd had quieted down to where most of the patrons heard his proposal.

Their friends took steps closer to the couple. "Don't keep me waiting." Garcia screeched.

Emily looked flabbergasted and began to stutter. "Uh… of course… I will marry you." She smiled.

He threw his arms around her and they shared their first kid as an engaged couple.

Morgan shook Hotch's hand. "Hey, I know a little wedding chapel where you could get hitched." He teased.

Hotch looked to his bride-to-be. "No, this time we will do it right."