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An interesting Gospel today, on marriage. Now I know most of this Gospel well (“male and female he created them”, “what God has put together man must not separate”) but I hadn’t heard what happens after the teaching on divorce.
Jesus’s disciples respond in a very modern way, which is kind of funny in a depressing way: “If that is the case of a man with his wife, it is better not to marry.”
Yeah, who wants the burden of a covenant with God being actually, you know, binding? Shock and horror!
(Side note, but when Jesus says that Moses allowed divorce because of the hardness of people’s hearts, He’s referring to the fact that men would have their wives killed to get around the “‘til death do us part” thing. Yeah.)
And Jesus looks at them and says this: “Not all can accept this word, but only those to whom that is granted. Some are incapable of marriage because they were born so; some, because they were made so by others; some, because they have renounced marriage for the sake of the Kingdom of heaven. Whoever can accept this ought to accept it.”
This is a fascinating statement, and one I haven’t heard before! Jesus acknowledges that marriage isn’t for everyone, that not everyone is capable of that sort of commitment. But here’s the crucial part: this doesn’t excuse them from the binding nature of marriage. His phrasing makes that clear, from “some are incapable of marriage” to “renounced marriage”.
So what do you do if you’re not cut out for that kind of commitment? Simple really: you don’t get married. People who are incapable of upholding a covenant with God shouldn’t and can’t make such a covenant. Which is obvious when you think about it.
Despite common misconception, the Catholic Church doesn’t just throw young people together and push them to get married for the funzies. Before you get married, you have to pass a class called Pre-Cana (yes, named after the Wedding at Cana), where you and your fiancé go through counseling and training to make sure you understand the commitment you’re making , that you and your fiancé are a good match, and that you’re ready to make that commitment and live together. You’re usually required to be married by your parish priest, who hopefully knows you well, probably did your Pre-Cana, and can be confident in witnessing and presiding over your covenant.
There’s a lot that goes into preparing for marriage in the Catholic Church, and it’s precisely because we understand that a valid marriage is indissoluble. Once you’re validly married, there is nothing anyone on earth can do to change that.
Now, an important note: This does not mean people have to stay in abusive situations, even if their marriage is valid. Separation in the Church is allowed in serious situations like abuse, and in fact you can get legally divorced in that situation, since a piece of paper doesn’t affect your binding covenant in any way. However, in this case, you’re still married to that person and this can’t get remarried. (There are caveats and technicalities that could deem an abusive marriage invalid and thus dissolvable, but this post is too long already. I recommend this website by a canon lawyer for anyone who’s curious about the details and requirements of a valid Catholic marriage.)
#Catholic law on marriage is *incredibly* complex#Precisely because it’s such a big commitment#And a marriage is made valid by the consent of the SPOUSES#who confer the sacrament on each other by their consent#So anything that violates that consent invalidates the marriage#catholicism#catholic#marriage#catholic nerdstuff#theology#I’m unable to get married (at least at this point in my life) because I’m ace and sex repulsed and thus can’t give proper consent#That would fall under the “because they were born so” I imagine#However if my sex repulsion were to go away and I WAS willing to have sex THEN I could get married
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DETAILED CHARACTER BIO QUESTIONS.
Name: Cillian Diarmuid Brockhurst ( Kye-Lan )
Nickname(s): Ci ( Kye ), Brocky, Snipes.
Name significance/meaning: Cillian ~ This name has several known meanings, including “war,” “strife,” and “bright-headed.” The word cille also means “associated with the church,” so the name is often associated with the word “church” or “monastery.”
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Birthday: 11th November
Deathday: ~
Star Sign/Astrology Sign/Zodiac Sign: Scorpio
Location: Los Angeles
Birthplace: Los Angeles
Ethnicity: Irish-American
Nationality: American
Race: Caucasian
Physical Appearance: Clean cut and well presented average height male with brunette hair and blue eyes.
Skin Tone: Sandy-Tan ( https://www.schemecolor.com/skin-pastels.php )
Complexion: fair, smooth & soft.
Eye Color: Old World Blue ( x )
Natural Hair Color: Brunette
Height: 5’10” / 1.78m
Weight: 77kg / 169 lbs / 12st 12lbs
Body Type: Mesomorph
Build: Muscular / Athletic
Posture: Healthy [ x ]
Birthmarks: Strawberry mark on his right hip.
Scars: Gunshot scar on the right side of his chest & left side of the hip region of his abdomen. Stabbing scar to his abdomen and one on the back on the right hip area. One on the back of his neck.
Left Handed/Right Handed/Ambidextrous: Right handed
Age Character Appears to Others: 32
Dyed Hair Color: undyed
Usual Hairstyle: Short
Tattoos: Army tattoo on right bicep
Piercings: none
Makeup Style: ~
Clothing Style: Smart-casual
Clothing Size: Chest ~ 32inches / Waist ~ 26inches / Hips ~ 32inches
Shoe Style: Steel-toed boots, sneakers, oxfords.
Shoe Size: 10
Nail Appearance: short, well kept.
Eyebrow Shape: Straight ( x )
Features: Soft features overall; perfectly symmetrical
Face Shape: Oval
Facial Hair: Light stubble
Voice: Deep
Distinguishing Feature: Smile
Extrovert or Introvert: Ambivert
Personality Traits: Cheeky, Compassionate, Loyal
MBTI Personality: ESFJ-A
Optimist or Pessimist: Optimist
Temperament: Cheeky disposition
Mood: Cheerful
Attitude: Positive
Strengths: Caring, Kind, Giving
Flaws: Blunt, Hero Complex, Brash
Mannerisms: Smirking, quirking of eyebrow, cheeky grins
Habits: fiddling with pens or small objects
Morning Person or Night Owl: Morning person
Pet Peeves: idiots, bad lying, loud eaters, slow people ( walking etc )
Favorite Sin: Gluttony
Favorite Virtue: Patience
Weakness: Loved ones or friends & colleagues getting hurt / involved.
Strengths: Sharp-shooter, Skilled hand-to-hand combat.
Expressiveness: strong use of both facial expressions and hand movements.
Ruled by Heart or Mind: A little bit of both; more heart though.
Mindset: Positive
Philosophy: “We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence, then, is not an act, but a habit”
Motivated by: Food, Justice, Happiness.
Everyday Speech: “The past is behind, learn from it. The future is ahead, prepare for it. The present is here, live it.”
Life Motto: “Don't count the days, make the days count.”
Energy Level: High
Memory Level: Eidetic (Photographic) Memory
Disabilities: none
Phobias: Incredibly small spaces.
Addictions: Does pizza and poptarts count?
General aptitude: Fluid Intelligence
Mental Strengths: Problem-Solving, Psychoanalysis,
Mental Weakness: Not a Genius
Physical Strengths: Physically fit, keen hand-eye coordination,
Physical Weakness: weakened cervical vertebrae from an old injury during a tour in Afghanistan
Past Illnesses: Chicken pox twice as a kid
Major Surgeries: Surgery to pin his cervical spine. Surgery to remove various bullets.
Accidents: Had several bumps and scrapes whilst at work.
Stability: Very Stable
Allergies: Pollen, Shellfish
Job Title: Detective
Company: LAPD
Career Type: Police
Education: High School, Military, Police Academy
College: ~
Work Ethic: Hard-working
Job History: Sniper in the Army, Beat Cop, Detective.
Income: $74,000 per anum
Political Party/Organizations: Doesn’t do politics
Volunteer Work: Helps at the Veteran’s housing association.
Dream job: Got it
What job would s/he do poorly at: Doctor
Career satisfaction: Love the job
Diet: Coffee and any food easy to grab on the go
Favorite Foods: Poptarts, Barbecue-based, Chicago stuffed crust pizza.
Favorite Drinks: Coffee, Beer, Cranberry juice.
Favorite Movie: Top Gun
Favorite Music: doesn’t really have a favourite
Favorite Book: doesn’t have time to read
Favorite Place: Does bed count?
Favorite activities: Running, Shooting, Cooking
Favorite time of day: Morning
What makes them happy? Catching the bad guys, seeing friends & family happy.
What makes them sad? Losing someone close to them.
Hobbies: Shooting, Running, Cooking, Singing
Interests: Films, Artwork
Favorite animal: Hyena
Loves to do: Wind people up and be cheeky
Hates to do: Paperwork
Inspired by: Former Army Colleagues
Raised by: (family) Mother and Father
Parent Status: Married ~ alive
Mother’s Name: Siobhan Marie Brockhurst
Mother’s Age: 63
Mother’s Background: Irish
Father’s Name: Patrick James Brockhurst
Father’s Age: 68
Father’s Background: American
Relationship with Mother: Close
Relationship with Father: Okay..
Parenting Type: Strict
Only Child? One of Three
First Born, Middle Child, or Youngest? Middle
# of Siblings: Second of three siblings
Relationship with Siblings: Close to brother; Distant with sister
Extended Family: ~
Family Relations: ~
How has family life shaped the character? Helped to both break him and make him who he is today
What they like most about their family: They will all get together for holidays and birthdays
What they dislike most about their family: The religious side
Children: Nil
Pets: Two Dogs
Best Friend(s): Doesn’t have one.
Worst Enemy: ~
Many acquaintances or few close friends? Few close friends
Sexual Preference: Any
Orientation: Pansexual
Relationship Status: Verse Dependent
Marital Status: Verse Dependent
First Love: Carlie Anne Vaugn
Current Love or Aspiring Love: Verse Dependent.
Notable Ex-Lovers: Azrael Mortem
Top 3 Loved Ones: ~
Top 3 Disliked Ones: ~
Who knows the character best? Eoghan, his brother or Lupita, his work partner.
Childhood: Cillian had a fairly stable upbringing; his parents in a strong marriage and with an older brother to help teach him the ropes, Cillian did well during his early school years and thrived in all of his subjects.
Adolescence: As he got to high school, he joined the football and soccer teams; being rather sporty as a child meant his fitness was impeccable. When he finished High school, instead of going to college, Cillian got in with the wrong crowd and ended up being arrested for Breaking and Entering and several counts of theft.
Young Adult: Went through Military training then, Cillian’s Regiment was sent to Afghanistan where they served three tours before he was shot in the Line of Duty after going through Hell being tortured with one of his comrades.
Adult: After being medically discharged from the army, Cillian took a year out for convalescence before joining LAPD. Given his history with the army, he soon shot up through the ranks until he became a Detective. He will also play the role of Police Sniper/marksman if they have to go into particularly tough situations that require an overwatch.
Moments/Experiences that shaped them: Getting into the wrong crowd after High school. Being sent into the Army. Being captured and tortured during his final tour in Afghanistan.
How have they changed as a person throughout their life? He has matured a considerable amount and become regimented and organised as an adult, with a respect for the law and bringing justice.
Major regrets: Getting involved with who he did as a teenager and ending up getting arrested.
Biggest life lessons learned: Don’t get arrested.
Religious Beliefs: Catholic
Upbringing: Strict & Religious
Core Values: Dependability, Consistency, Loyalty, Reliability, Integrity.
Morals: Always tell the truth, Treat others as you want to be treated, Be dependable, Be forgiving, Have integrity, Take responsibility for your actions, Have patience, Be loyal, Have respect for yourself and others
What does s/he believe is evil? The force in nature that governs and gives rise to wickedness and sin.
What does s/he believe is good? Morally excellent; virtuous; righteous; pious
Risks Worth Taking: Those that keep both the city and loved ones safe.
Important milestones: Making Lieutenant in the army. Reaching Detective in LAPD. NOT DYING whilst in both the Army or LAPD.
Achievements: The Purple Heart as a result of his capture & suffering endured during that time.
Failures: Getting Arrested as a teenager
Lifestyle: Busy
Character Traits: Hard-working, Brave, Compassionate, Honest, Successful, Fighter, Mischievous, Thoughtful, Sassy, Humorous, Helpful, Independent, Loyal, Courageous, Responsible.
Culture:
Main Goal: Have a long and happy life, full of hard work, fun and family.
Minor Goal: Drive the damn car at work.
Desire: There are several.
Biggest mistakes: Getting in with the wrong crowd.
Life lessons: Not everyone is going to like you.
Dream Life: The one I have now
Worst Nightmare: The Hell I endured whilst on my final tour.
Favorite Memories: Winding my brother up. Making Detective.
Least favorite memories: Getting Tortured
Things they want in life: Family. Love. Fun.
Things they don’t want in life: Suffering. Pain. Heartache.
What obstacles are currently in their way? Work.
Any secrets: Yes, but if you think he’s going to tell anyone, you’re idiotic.
Worldview: It’s just a little bit fucked.
Personal Hero: Former Sergeant Major.
Internal Conflict: Questioning if he’s good enough for his job at times.
External Conflict: Seeing the scars upon his body and being reminded of each event; wishing he could get rid of them all.
What others think of them: Fun and loveable; a genuine and caring guy.
What they think of themselves: an idiot; not good enough.
What they wish they could change: What they did in the past.
What they wish they could have: less strict father.
What gets them fired up: Liars. Suspects who think they’re clever.
Their definition of a good life: A steady job with a family and friends surrounding them.
Risks worth taking: Anything that keeps both family and friends safe.
Things they take for granted: Coffee. Beer. Time at times.
What inspires them: Seeing justice get served.
What they have doubts about: being good enough.
What makes them feel alive: The thrill of the chase.
What makes them want to do better: Any case they do not solve / Criminal that doesn’t get a guilty charge.
What do they want to be remembered for? Being a good and loyal man.
How will the character change? He might become a husband or a father? Perhaps even Lieutenant or Captain of LAPD some day.
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greater-than-the-sword replied to your post: I hate to bother you like this, but I was...
I’ll talk to you about it anon. From the perspective of the Bible being God’s authoritative word.
I’m curious: does your translation of Matthew 5:28 read “woman” or “wife”? Is “ἐπιθυμέω” translated with sexual undertones (”desire”) or pure possessory ones, in parallel to the following commandments (”covet”)? Is your interpretation of that iconic phrase intended to be “do not commit adultery” or “don’t be envious” or “don’t steal from your neighbor, even in your imagination”? And what implications does that carry for the woman/wife in this scenario? After all, if sleeping with your neighbor’s wife is theft, what does it say if the object-to-be-stolen is into it, and wants that for herself? If the implication is that envy turns your heart from God, then what does it matter if you go outside of the bonds of marriage and get some strange, so long as that sort of jealousy doesn’t play a role?
Or should we be inferring that Jesus speaks to a male/female power dynamic here---”don’t think of your neighbor’s wife as just some object to be coveted, on the same level as his house, slaves, fields, animals.” It’s not as though we haven’t seen those tumblr posts go around, young women essentially instructing men not to look at them, articulating how uncomfortable that gaze is. (Admittedly, I’m fond of this reading, but that’s because of extracanonical reasons.)
And then, if we do go with the traditional “thou shalt not”: how does your religion interpret, expand, and apply that ruling? For the Catholic Church, “do not commit adultery” is NOT simply “don’t sleep with married people, or, if you’re married, don’t sleep with other people.” Thou shalt not commit adultery is also transliterated into, don’t sleep with anyone unless you’re married. In our strand of modern Biblical hermeneutics, Matthew’s telling everybody to belt up and wait for wedding bells, and that expands to cover masturbation, pre-marital sex, and non-heterosexual couplings. (Since, in the eyes of Catholic God, any couples who are not patterned off Adam and Eve can’t get Catholic married in the first place.)
I.........Look. I understand, I really really do. The desire to understand the Christian/Catholic Bible as a holy and authoritative text is powerful---there’s terrific lure to see it as something which contains profound answers and speaks to our lives, even 2000 years since it was threaded together from the Septuagint, 2nd century second-hand accounts of a prophet, and some letters and polemics early church leaders had lying around in attics. I even believe (truly, I do!) that it in large part does this, that the incredible breadth of poetry, theology, story, petty interpersonal squabbles, arguments and law, really does speak to some timeless truths about the human condition and what it is we’re seeking in a God, in a religious community, and in a radical vision of the world. Spending time thinking about what it means to say, “I tell you that everyone who gazes at woman to lust after her has committed adultery with her already in his heart,“ is a valuable exercise, whatever answer you arrive at.
But perhaps because of the Bible’s phenomenal complexity, contradictions, vast and far-reaching history, I find it infuriatingly simplistic to treat it as a definitive guide to the world. To me, it seems like the height of hubris to pretend that we can take the whole project---all 2000+ years of translations, early church struggles with questions of What To Do About Judaism (with bonus horrific prejudice), inherited Greek and Roman articulations of philosophy, arguments about the Official Canon, commentary, schisms, divergent political agendas, regional specificity, political weaponization in various forms, re-translations, eight million different kinds of exegesis, reinterpretation, more schisms, the filter of European power and subsequent Americanisms---and boil it down to “the authoritative word.” It’s only “a word” if none of us can actually agree on what it says, and have spent almost two millennia fighting each other like drunk relatives at Christmas trying to figure it out.
But hey, that’s pretty human too.
#I am irreverent. I am not stupid.#greater-than-the-sword#it begins in a garden#unto the prophet spoken#(I really do have a healthy respect for the catholic bible but I think that it's a beginning of a conversation. it is god trying to lure you#into discussion with the divine. it isn't literal. it isn't fact. it isn't truth.#it's something enormous beckoning you on and asking you to understand and want to know more as much as you can.)#(the bible is like.........lanternfish. you know. the bright bioluminescence to lure you onto the teeth.)#(only also the teeth are humanity and it's terrible and great.)#(.....................I am not actually catholic anymore but jesus you wouldn't know would you)
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Freedom Of Religion Vs. Anti-Discrimination: Supreme Court To Hear Case Regarding LGBTQ Adoption Rights
By Falyn Traina, University of North Texas Class of 2022
June 14, 2020
The Justice Department has called upon the United States Supreme Court regarding a case that will either threaten individuals’ First Amendment rights or previously established protections from discrimination for LGBTQ individuals.The City of Philadelphia and Catholic Social Services, a tax-payer funded, non-profit organization that also serves as a child welfare agency, are at odds regarding the agencies’ right to reject same-sex couples as potential foster parents.Regardless of the June 26th, 2015 Supreme Court case, Obergefell v. Hodges, which made same-sex marriage legally recognized in the United States, representatives of Catholic Social Services affirm that they believe a same-sex couple is not married in accordance with their religion’s definition. As their views were allegedly in violation of the laws set forth by the City of Philadelphia, Catholic Social Services was not offered a contract renewal for the next fiscal year. This would mean that Catholic Social Services would no longer have the ability to place foster children in homes, and they would no longer receive correlated funds from the city. The Justice Department has submitted a brief to the United States Supreme Court urging them to hear this case and make a final ruling. The details of this case are incredibly complex and, regardless of the outcome, the lives of foster children, families, and communities will likely be significantly impacted.
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METEOROLOGY- Rainbow
Original title: Meteorology.
Prompt: climatic metaphors, phases of love.
Warning: none.
Genre: drama, romantic, comedy, angst, family, friendship.
Characters: Luke Alvez, Penelope Garcia, BAU team, Phil (Luke’s partner), Phil’s wife, Roxy, Derek Morgan.
Pairing: Garvez, Phil x Lucille.
Note: Multichapter.
Legend: 💏😘😈👓🔦🐶❗👨👩👧👦💍🎈.
Song mentioned: Via con me, Paolo Conte.
Meteorology- Masterlist
MY OTHER GARVEZ STORIES
How not to dedicate a chapter with such title to @itsdawnashlie, the author of Color? 🌈🌂👰🤵💑✨💍💎💋💞
Rainbow
If the sensation we call color possesses laws, there must be something in our nature that determines the form of these laws. The science of color is therefore a science of mind. (James Maxwell)
-Now I know that nothing that can happen to us will ever divide us. We can't be separated, because without you my world is empty, gray, not black and white like the movies of the origins that likes so much to Ricardo.- she laughs, but she never ceases to blush and look at you as she though "You've become crazy". -Before you I was not able to love, not in this way. We faced so many things: you had to go out of the fog that wrapped you after Morgan's goodbye- she doesn't like that argument. -and I needed to get rid that downpour that I had in my soul after my mother's loss.- she nods, squeezing your hand that you have been holding since you started this "talk". -It was not easy right away: there were clouds to sweeping away and then the hail when we realized it was impossible to show us indifferent at each other. It took a thunderstorm to wake us up and the lights illuminated our minds. And so there have been months of pure sun, but there have been no lack shadows. And now we have just come out of a crisis, a hurricane full-scale and we are still here, together.- she nods again, but she is growing impatient. She wants you to get to the point. And you're almost there. Your knees ache in the position that you tuck, but you realize it's a pleasant pain because you know what universally means. -Penelope Grace Garcia, would you like to share the next step with me?- you hesitate a second. -After the thunderstorm, they say appears the rainbow. You're my rainbow, the lenses through which I want to observe the world. I love you and I hope to be your rainbow, to give you at least some of what you give me at any moment.- but you have not come to the point yet, although her eyes are already shiny and between little tears will wet her eyeglasses, preventing her from seeing. -Do you want to marry me?- you both aren't in any five star restaurant, in the midst of so many people who will shout and applaud when she says yes. Instead you're out of the bathroom where you have (re) seen her the first time. You have been undecided for a few days if it was better here or in the subway, since it's technically there that you've been "met". Or even in elevator would have been significant. And you waited a thunderstorm to have the right scenery, but the weather was not good and generous with you, so you had to decide to do it even if the outside did not match inside.
She baffles and tears her hand out of yours to bring it together to the other at her face. For a moment you theme that she could reject your proposal. She told you that he did it with Kevin and they were together for four years! You two only for one. But you don't need any other time to understand that she's the woman you want to have with you until you're allowed to walk on this earth. You feel a crunch, is the articulation of the left knee that is lamenting. Are you going to exclaim an "So" when she finally decides to replicate. -I... Luke ... is not it a joke? - you hasten to shake your head, annoyed, but then you remember that his insecurity is one of the things you love about her. That's love: to transform even what can annoy us in something we could not do without, within certain limits, otherwise it should change definition. -I ... yes- when she says it outside you hear a bang and you can concentrate on something that isn't her sweet face, asking if it was not an accident. But then you hear one another and the windows a flash blink. Incredible, worthy of the best nineteenth-century melodrama. A storm was triggered in full swing.
You're now standing up and embracing her, while continue of lightning, bolt and thunder continues. - I love you, my love, I love you I love you I love you ...- you abuse these words, maybe because before, yes, in this year that you have been together with so many difficulties, as you recalled through metaphors weather, you never told it. She silences you by catching your lips with hers and making you forgetting everything around you.
-But ... but the ring?- she exclaims after you separated to catch your breath. You look upset and grieved, as if you had forgotten that detail throughout the complex show you set up to really surprised her. -Well, Luke, I don't care. Why should I care about on a ring, an outward sign, with respect to the love I see reflected in your eyes?- you think almost to cancel the last part of the plan, seeing for the very first time how special her is, unlike the others, little superficial. Fantastic (because perfect would sound artificial).
But you don't change your mind. Give a whistle, then another and another. Penelope looks at you strangely, not understanding the meaning of your gesture. Then she tries to follow the direction of your gaze and everything makes sense. Roxy peeps from around the corner, there's a box on her collar. She stops in your midst. You open it and show her the contents: a simple ring with a stone, a crystal that put in a certain way in the direction of light, reflects all the colors of the rainbow, as would Reid be better explained it. The colors she makes you see.
You take her hand and put the ring to the right place, the only one that has remained free until this moment, waiting for this moment. It fits perfectly. She looks at it for a long time before throwing her arms around your neck and your dog does not hesitate to join your embrace. If you could stop the world at this moment ... you wouldn't do it because there're still so many things to live with her, experiences to discover, emotions to try. And yet she's not yet officially Ms. Alvez. It upsets does sound like it sounds, even in your head. Then you decide to make a try verbally. -Ms. Alvez.- she looks at you now, weeping, of joy, at least for once.
-Mr. Garcia.- she teases you, trying to avoid to make a lake on the floor. You two stay hugged for what looks like an eternity, her head on your chest, one of your arm on her shoulders, one your hand, the other, on Roxy's back. Always out of that toilet. You two stay there listening to the noises of the storm that has not ceased until you see another human figure, but you don't hate her. Sooner or later real life must begin again.
-Hey, Garcia, you forgot the pager in your office, there's a case ... - the blonde isn't surprised to find you two this way; has been one of the main promoters of your relationship. But when the looks of the two women cross, one doesn’t understand how, the other understands everything. -No.- your future wife separates off to reach her friend.
-Yes.- she answers, only this two know the code they are using.
-Ahhhhh!- she shouts, probably humping be heard from the whole Bureau. But it doesn’t matter to JJ, and it doesn't care even Penelope or yourself. -When?- she asks, after they hugging and hopping a little bit on the spot. You laugh with various shades of sweetness.
-A moment ago.- she replies and the shouts of jubilation begin again. Then she shows the ring. Then another person appears behind the corridor, who does not have time to replicate JJ's own words when he believed that today was a normal day, because she immediately notices the attitude of the two women and she joins immediately.
-Don't tell me.- you have never seen her so frivolous, without the negative meanings of the term. So carefree and not serious and rigid. Except the first day you met her and not long ago, to her marriage with Mark.
-Instead I tell you.- and she also shows at Emily the ring. Then the latter is forced to come back seriously, to think about the job, but not before Tara also makes their appearance and shouts with each other, so as to make you deaf.
When there're no queries to be completed, you spend all the time staring at that ring and playing to see a custom rainbow projected into the bunker. And then you count the days that are missing by making a big X on each calendar box. But there is really no time to think that the latter passes too slowly. In addition to the work, you engage in all the various missions. To find the right dress, obviously with your best friends. And shopping you always liked, if you lived it in company. For a paradox that may seems, it's much harder to choose shoes. But at least that part is settled.
Then there's to think of the church. You know it's tradition that the bride is choose it. You never told anyone, not even Morgan, but you were baptized Catholic because before you entered the hippie world yours were fervent believers. And so, you can accomplish one of his desires, his and your mother-in-law who you never had a chance to know, even though you've been go secretly to find her at the cemetery and asked her for advice, promising you'll take care of him until you're given it 'occasion, to take care of her son. You know how important faith is for him, even though he lives it in conflict way and not quite peaceful with everything he has to see and deal with.
You decide that as far as you love flowers, it's not the case to put an end to the lives of poor innocent plants just because they end up making their way into your special, special day. It must be a day of joy and life, there will be no trace of death. And this also applies to the menu: strictly vegetarian. You remember like it happened a few minutes ago, your enormous surprise when you discovered that he didn't eat meat either. He didn't even kill mosquitoes, as much as they could be annoying, and he let himself ridicule to secure even the most insignificant and ugly creeping bug on this planet. Because it's still a creature of God, worthy of living as the richest man on earth.
At first you thought it was a joke, it couldn't be real. You couldn't have really found that person who would be able to understand your pain in seeing a crushed pigeon on the side of the road, whose was fatal the game of the flight in the final before the car invested it. And yet it's really so, and he has let you sweep away the fog that he has mentioned in his statement, because since you two are engaged, you don't give up any feeling anymore, let the pain touch you, mould you, you don't repel it and then you empty yourself, literally, wetting his round vest while his hand caresses your back.
Another "problem" was been to choose who should accompany you to the altar. Derek and Rossi have been in the head. The first because it's your best friend, the person you love most after Luke. The second is because, besides loving him, he is like a father because of his seniority. It's much easier to decide the witnesses. Those of him are Phil and his wife, of course, who for years have been trying to convince him to get up to this point and have become an important person for you too. Yours is JJ. Only at the last stage you'll find that the Italian stallion will be at your side along the aisle, while the chocolate thunder will be waiting for you next to Luke.
But the part you adore absolutely is the choice of the party favors. You expected this moment since you have given up the opportunity to have one to celebrate the degree. Although it's something you long for, it doesn't mean it's less complicated. You have to find something that works perfectly with you two, special, not the first thing that comes along. Which involves with both of you. And it to rack one's brains you, discarding an infinite amount of them, making yourself a headache to search in a number of specialized stores, and fussing yourself by looking at sites on the internet. A gun? No, it never liked you. A badge? It could also be nice, but it would remind you too much of your work and you don't want to reduce everything to that. A dog, in honor of Roxy and of the empathy that unites you two? Not bad, but few would understand the deep meaning and risk being trivial, exactly what you want to avoid at all costs. And then, suddenly, stroke of genius. An umbrella.
Another shake awaits you when this morning you realize that's that day. Even the date was not randomly chosen, but rather weighted with the utmost precision to make your dream come true. Soon girls arrive, helping you prepare. Your heart beats so loud, yet you feel extremely calm. When you're ready, they'll accompany you on the historic Esther, now to be crush. You must get late, as a script, just five minutes. You had established ten, but you couldn't do it anymore. You miss him like crazy, you don't see him for two days.
Rossi awaits you outside the church with the papillon that is so good to him. The girls shall deliver you to him and they hurry to get in their place. The man takes you by the arm and enters. If you weren't too excited, you would realize that here you're with all the people you love, or you've just learned to love. There's the whole team, with family following: Will with the kids, Savannah with her close hand in that of little Hank, Emily and Mark in the bench just behind, together with Spencer and a brunette, short hair, if you could've you would have recognized in that brunette lawyer Duncan, that of the trial, but these days you've been a little too focused on anything else. From the opposite side, in parallel, Tara and his brother, Walker, his wife Monica and their two children. In the next one still, in your part, Hayden, Joy with her husband and their son, now became a young man. In the part of Luke, his brother Ricardo, who had decided to come to the last, along with some of the fellow soldiers.
Going to ascend there are all the special team members with whom you've worked closely together: Jack Garret, Matt Simmons and so on. And then the former colleagues of the task force of your almost husband. And even those who left the BAU, Professor Blake (who spied deeply at Spencer, but you didn't see it), Kate's full family, Ashley and even Jordan, the only missing one is Elle, except Gideon who maybe looks you from above.
But you're unaware of the love that surrounds you, because when you finally lift your head you see only him, shine with natural light. And you do not even care about how well he is dressed in that way and the strange effect to see him dress in tie. Beyond that smile, you can't go. For the first time since you know your best friend, you ignore him completely, you don't realize how grateful to see you so happy, that's what he always wanted for you, even if your happiness could not be him, not in that way, not after Battle, when you chose Kevin in his place. But this is another story.
Even Luke doesn't seem too focused on the words of the priest, yet you two recite the right formulas, and when it comes that instant, you don't make mistakes, neither a single wrong gesture. At the signal Roxy approaches the altar. Again, on her back a box, this time open and containing two rings. The most tender place in the world, you think with tears.
There're no great speeches to do, because you have already done so before, especially him in his meteorological statement. And so after the "yes" there is room only to put the rings and -You may now kiss the bride.- your lips go deeply and the effusion becomes a little less caste; you forced yourself to separate. But by now everyone is giggling.
Start a new phase of your life. And the fact that you have thought in automatic not "mine" but "your", it makes you realize that it could work really, because you're no longer a single, but part of something bigger that completely wraps you.
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