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Becoming Real: Alvez-Reid LaMontagne

The story of our lovely family is coming to a close, so it may seem as if it’s all happening very fast, but in fact there’s been a bit of a time skip. In this installment, Diana and Michael decide that because they only plan on having a small-ish wedding, they want to get married within the year, so they do. @coveofmemories @the-slytherin-ice-queen @cosmicjennifer @mxolh @ultrarebelheart @remember-me-forever-silent-angel @tinyplanet-explorers @burnbrightdoll

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They were actually doing this. Normally, when people got engaged, they’d have a year to a year and half engagement while they planned the wedding, but as Diana and Michael talked about it more, they realized that was for people who planned on having an enormous party, and that totally wasn’t there style. Plus, with BAU life for Michael and Diana’s being a medical student, there was never going to be a “good time” to get married. Their lives weren’t destined for relaxation. They would without a doubt be leading hectic lives, so why wait?

After much consideration and finally settling on a date about five months down the road, they started planning. Aunt Garcia had been the first to retire from the Bureau, so she was all about wedding planning. All. About. It. “Don’t worry, my little angel, I will have everything taken care of. I am totally in my element making all these phone calls. Your big day is going to go off without a hitch, I can promise you that.”

“I trust you, Auntie,” Diana had laughed.

Now the big day was just a few months away. It was definitely cutting it close when it came to wedding dresses, but luckily Diana could more than likely buy off the rack. Today, she, Emma, Alicia, Aunts Garcia, JJ, and Emily, and Charlotte would be accompanying her to look for wedding dresses. She wasn’t traditional in a lot of ways, but having the ladies she loved the most there for her when she picked out her wedding dress was a must.

The first one she put on was a mermaid style. Immediately, she was uncomfortable and it was vetoed by everyone, mother of the groom included. “You don’t look like you like that one,” JJ said. “I imagine you’d be comfortable in something kind of girl, kind of a little out there, not a full ballgown, but something with a pretty skirt.”

Diana nodded her head, looking down and making a motion at the dress she was wearing. Definitely not her. Dress after dress was a now, some of them were okay, some were even great, but none were perfect, and that was another traditional part of her, she wanted that perfect feel.

She pulled on what felt like the 80th dress. A feeling washed over her - she felt exquisite. She felt exactly like her, and she started to cry. “Oh my god,” Emma said from outside the dressing room. “I hear crying. Did you find the dress?”

“I think so!”

“Come out!” JJ cried.

From the dressing room, she emerged in an A-line dress with thin white spaghetti straps on the top. The dress was white at the top with a slight flower pattern, but it was a different white and was raised slightly so it reflected against the light. As the skirt flared out, the white merged into a vibrant, but plush pink, and the floral details that were just a pattern before were now embellishments on the skirt. In a manner very unlike her, she stood before her friends and family, her fingers gently entwining as she smoothed out the material. “Do you like?”

JJ stood up, her eyes filling up as she walked up to her soon-to-be daughter-in-law who she’d known from the moment she entered the world. “You look beautiful,” she said softly. Diana choked out a sob and within seconds the rest of her friends and family were crying.

“This is absolutely perfect,” Garcia cried.

Emily pulled her in, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “You look perfectly you. You were meant to wear this.”

While everyone else was crying happily but silently to themselves, Emma freaked out and ran into her best friend’s arms. “It’s absolutely perfect. You’re absolutely perfect. I can’t believe my bestie is getting married.”

“Mine either.” Together since they were teenagers, Emma and Alicia were also engaged, but they’d be putting theirs off until Alicia graduated with her master’s degree.

With her dress picked out and measurements taken, they could all move on to bridesmaids’ dresses. Emma was her maid of her honor, naturally, but she wanted Alicia and Charlotte there as well, in addition to her aunts and the mother of groom. They were her family. Various shades of purple had always been her favorite, so that had been the color scheme they’d picked - lilacs, whites and silvers.

“Just so you know,” Garcia said, wiping the tears from her eyes, “I’ve been on and off the phones with the florists, the venue, and the catering company and so far everything is on track.”

Diana had no idea what she would’ve done with her Aunt planning the wedding. “What kind of dresses were you thinking for the bridesmaids?” Emily asked.

“Honestly,” Diana said, not having given it an extensive amount of thought, “I want them to be lilac and I want them to be long, but everyone should wear a cut they feel comfortable in.”

“Oh thank god, I love you,” Emma said, dreading having to like a bridesmaids’ dress she hated for the sake of her bestie. She turned around and pointed out a “family” of dresses, all the same color and length, but different in style. “So we could pick from here?”

Diana nodded and all of her ladies started diving into the gowns. Eventually, Garcia decided on a sweetheart strapless gown. Emily and JJ both opted for one shouldered options, Charlotte was the most covered up, but her sleeves were off the shoulder, and Emma and Alicia both spaghetti straps, similar to her own gown. “Everyone happy?” she asked, thankful that everyone found something they liked. It was her day, but having her bridesmaids uncomfortable wasn’t what she wanted. The color and length were all that were necessary for her.

“Only a few more details to go,” Garcia said. “And then my little baby is getting married to one of my other babies. I can’t even believe it.”

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All of the details were ironed out just in time. Considering her love of books, Diana was shocked that she hadn’t thought about marrying at the Library of Congress, but Michael did, and the moment he’d suggested it, she knew it was perfect. They’d marry in the great hall and then there was a beautiful room where they’d hold the reception.

She walked in that morning, hair and makeup already done to the hall, which was decked out in lilac and white flowers. While the room was grand, the decorations were understated. “Everything is set, sweetheart,” Garcia said, running her hand over Diana’s cheek. “You are the most beautiful bride.”

“Stop, Auntie, you’re gonna make me cry.” She was already crying but that was besides the point.

It was only an hour later that she was dressed in her now perfectly-tailored gown and was ready to walk down the aisle. “You nervous?” Luke asked. Both he and Spencer would be walking her down the aisle.

“No,” she said softly, staving off a new wave of tears. “Just excited.”

The second the doors opened, she looked down to where Michael stood and started to cry. Before the procession began, Spencer pulled a tissue out of his pocket and wiped her tears away. “You look beautiful, by the way,” he said, his eyes filling up with emotion. He swore it was only yesterday that he and Luke had become fathers and now here she was getting married to the man she loved.

“Daddy, don’t cry or I’m gonna lose it,” she said, giving both of them a kiss on the cheek.

Spencer wiped his tears away and swallowed hard. “No promises.”

Walking down the aisle, Diana felt light, beautiful and oh so ready. When Michael started to cry, she did too, and then her dads lost it, drowning in their own tears as they kissed her and told her how beautiful she was and how proud they were.

After welcoming everyone, the officiant started the ceremony, which passed relatively quickly in the two lovers’ eyes. They couldn’t stop crying, their eyes fixed sole on the other until the officiant said they could begin their vows. Another thing they’d both agreed upon fairly early on in the planning process was that they’d each memorize a passage on love from a book they loved, tweaking it for themselves, and use them as their wedding vows. However, they wouldn’t tell each other until now.

From memory, Diana started to speak a passage from Doctor Zhivago. “Oh, what a love it is, utterly free, unique and like nothing else on earth. Our thoughts are like other people’s songs. We love each, not through necessity or the “blaze of passion” often falsely associated with love. We love each other because everything around us wills it, the trees and the clouds and the sky over our heads and the earth under our feet. Perhaps our surrounding world, the strangers we meet in the streets, the wide expanses we see on our walks, the rooms in which we live and meet will take more delight in our love than we will...but I tend to doubt it.” That last little bit had been improvised, eliciting a crying laugh from Michael. The two looked to the side and saw JJ, Will, Spencer and Luke in varying degrees of sobbing - the worst probably being Spencer and JJ.

Everyone else was sobbing as well, but they couldn’t really see well through the tears. Michael’s passage was shorter, from Winnie the Pooh, which JJ and Will read to him constantly as a child. He loved the passage then, associating it with his mother, but when Diana came into his life in the way she did, the passage started to remind him of her as well. “If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together…there is something you must always remember. You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we’re apart…I’ll always be with you. I love you.”

Even the officiant was in tears now, and Diana could’ve sworn she heard her Aunt Garcia sobbing behind her, though she didn’t dare look for fear of completely breaking down. “Well, I think all of us are sufficiently drained of tears now,” the officiant laughed, before leading the two in the final vows. “It is my honor to pronounce Michael and Diana as husband and wife!”

A roaring round of applause sounded throughout the hall as they made their way down and out the doors, giving them a few moments alone before walking into the reception. “My wifey!” Michael cried, pulling Diana into him by her waist. “You look so beautiful. Looking forward to every day of the rest of our lives.”

“Me too,” she sobbed. Having decided long ago that she didn’t want to lose her last name while also wanting to take on Michael’s, she’d use her maiden name as her middle from now on.

As of now, Diana was Diana Alvez-Reid LaMontagne. “I’m a LaMontagne now,” she said, using her perfect southern drawl that she’d picked up from her father-in-law over the years.

“Yes you are,” Michael said proudly. “Alvez-Reid LaMontagne.”

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