Penelope let out a nervous breath, taking a look at her reflection in the mirror. "You look fine, Penelope. Mama is going to love your dress. I just can't believe that Mister Rossi pulled this all together on such short notice!"

"Well, when you're a rich author, you can basically do anything at a moment's notice," she replied as she tugged at the neckline of her dress. "Are you sure this isn't too out there for a wedding ceremony?"

"Agent Jareau is wearing the traditional all white dress. It makes sense that you stay true to your own aesthetic. Personally? I like your look a lot better. Is there anything more romantic than a double wedding? It's just like the end of Pride and Prejudice!" Tabitha squealed out before wrapping Penelope up in a tight hug. "Mama is just going to die when she sees you! Especially the fascinator!"

"Yeah," she breathed out as she took one last look at her reflection, changing the angle of the fascinator a little before moving away from the mirror and picking up her bouquet. "I think I'm ready."

"All right, I'll head down to the yard and join my siblings." Tabitha kissed her cheek softly before scurrying from the room, and Penelope took another deep breath before following after Tabitha. Agent Jareau was also just coming out of the room she had chosen to get dressed in, and she gave the younger woman a shy smile as they made their way to the stairs.

"I just want to say, I am so glad that you and Erin have made your relationship work. I know that we're not really acquaintances, but I think that I'd like to eventually become friends with you."

"I think that I'd like that, too. And you know where my bar is, so feel free to come join us at any time." Agent Jareau nodded, returning the smile. "And you look beautiful in that dress."

"Thanks, it was my mother's. I'm surprised that it fits, you know. I mean, it's a bit short, since I'm taller than she is, but other than that, it's perfect."

Penelope nodded and let out a long breath. "You, you don't mind sharing your wedding day with us? I think this is David's way of apologizing for the way he treated Erin a few years ago, and I just don't want there to be any bitterness between you and my soon to be wife."

"No, I think it's kind of sweet, honestly. We all needed a way to bond with her, and after she put herself on the line for us during that awful bank heist, well, I'm just glad that we all made it out alive and whole. I can't begin to imagine how you felt, watching that on television, and not being able to do anything about it."

She nodded as they started down the stairs, still not completely over the previous day's events. "Derek and Gideon did a really great job of keeping me distracted and busy until the worst of it was over. Your Agent Anderson was so kind in helping me get to the BAU so that I could be with her as soon as she came back. And now we're getting married! It still feels a bit like a dream."

"I know. But we all need this spot of pleasure after what happened. If Elle and Emily hadn't been quicker in figuring out what was happening, they might have been caught in that explosion instead of being blown clear." Penelope nodded as they reached the final step, and then they were each accepting one of Rossi's arms, allowing him to guide them down the short aisle to their intended spouses. Butterflies began to dance around in her stomach as she fixed her gaze on Erin, seeing that she looked resplendent in her white dress, her blonde hair done up in that soft chignon that she preferred. There were stalks of lily of the valley stuck in the updo, and that softness made her choke up a little, desperately trying to hold back the tears until later.

"You look delicious, Penelope," Erin whispered in her ear as they took their spots in front of the officiant, and Penelope blushed a little as she nodded. "I know it was so impulsive of me, but…"

"It was perfect." Erin nodded as they turned their attention to the officiant, going through the ceremony in tandem with Agent Jareau and Officer LaMontagne. It was a short ceremony, but it was perfect to her, and then they were kissing, sealing their marriage covenant. "I love you, Erin Garcia."

"And I love you, Penelope Garcia." Erin stroked her face tenderly before turning to face those who were gathered. Everyone wore happy smiles, and Erin seemed to melt against Penelope, as if she hadn't quite believed that her colleagues would be that receptive to her happiness. Rossi took a moment to invite them all over to the tables that were set in a U shape, and then led the couples over to the seats of honor. Erin pulled out her chair for Penelope before taking a seat herself, scooting it closer so that their shoulders would brush at random times. "Thank you for this precious gift."

"I should be thanking you, Erin. We've come so far since when you first walked into my bar, but I know that we are going to have a long way on our journey together." The sound of cutlery clinking against glasses caught their attention, and Penelope looked around until she saw that Derek was the one instigating the shenanigans already. Rolling her eyes at him a little, she leaned in and pecked at Erin's lips before picking up her glass and taking a few sips. Rossi was the next one to tap on his glass, and this time, Agent Jareau groaned a little as they kissed their spouses. "Is it going to be like this all night?" she asked the woman, and Agent Jareau nodded.

"My team likes to push boundaries, and now that they know Erin blushes every time, there will be no holding them back."

Penelope nodded before starting to dig into her meal, finding the catered food delicious. Their meal was relatively free from interruption, but she found herself grateful for every clink, as it led to a sweet buss from her wife. Wife. That word still sounded foreign to her ears, but it sat on her heart like a comfortable blanket. "And now, we dance," Erin murmured as they followed Agent Jareau and Officer LaMontagne to the now cleared patio.

The music came from a string quartet that she hadn't seen arrive, but it seemed appropriate for the end of their perfect evening. Penelope let out a little squeak of surprise when Erin tugged her flush against her body, one arm slung possessively around her waist as they swayed back and forth in a simple box step dance. "I don't want this moment to end, but I also want to experience our wedding night. What does that say about me?"

"That you have a one track mind this evening, my darling Penelope. Our wedding night will come soon enough, and then I can peel that dress off your body and taste every inch of your skin." She blushed at the dirty words tumbling from her wife's lips, and from the small gasp that came from somewhere near them, Agent Jareau had heard them, too.

"I have taught you to be incorrigible, Erin Garcia."

"Would you have me any other way?"

"No, darling." Penelope let her head come to rest on Erin's shoulder as they continued to share their first dance. There was something so lovely about the fairy lights that lit the patio, and she gave herself over to the beauty of the wedding that Rossi had thrown together so quickly. There was a magic about this moment, and she knew that in Erin's arms, she would always have her better place to be.