"Heading On"
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Warning: Deals with the mention of child death
A/N- Spencer Reid may be just the slightest bit OOC but I'm trying to get the hang of this fandom. This is the first of two parts. Enjoy! Please review!
Spencer Reid knew the chances of it happening again are astronomically low.
What had happened to Sadie had just been one of those things. SIDS occurs roughly 6.6 times in every 1000 live births. She was a statistical anomaly. That was it...
It wasn't that he didn't love her. That wasn't the case. She was the product of two people that he loved dearly and she was his baby but if he thinks of her as a statistical anomaly, somehow it doesn't hurt quite as bad.
"You've never cried," his partner, Derek Morgan, points out. "Throughout it all, you never cried once. Why?"
"Sadie made me so incredibly happy during her life that to cry over her passing seems almost disrespectful. She made us happy and knew nothing but love. We could mourn that she's not here- but I feel like we should celebrate her life." His hand snakes down and intertwines with Morgan's hand- their fingers combining.
"Sometimes, Pretty Boy, your logic can be a bit frightening." Morgan lightly kisses his cheek and turns the light off. "Do you think we should do it again? Penn mentioned it to me the other day. I wouldn't mind- not to replace Sadie but I still feel like something's missing." He snuggles closer.
"I had just that feeling. Perhaps it's the school we turned into a house- thirteen thousand square feet is a lot of room for two people." He bites down on his lip, hard enough to taste blood. "I think we should do it. Put that nursery to some use."
"I agree." He yawns. "Can we talk about this tomorrow?" He wraps his arm around Reid as the other man places his head on his chest.
As certain as he is, Reid isn't prepared for the fear that the next few months bring.
Everything that happens to Garcia seems just a little more abnormal than it did with her first pregnancy. Did she really have 5 months of morning sickness? Does it mean anything if it's gone by her third month? Will the cravings for extra-hot buffalo wings do something to their baby?
He recognizes that for one so rational, these irrational thoughts are starting to make him the tiniest bit crazy.
"Do we really need the knob locks on every door?" Morgan asks. "I got locked in the gymnasium for an hour." He reaches out to touch Reid. "It's going to be okay."
Reid jerks back.
He realizes that Morgan has a good point and proceeds to remove a majority of the child locks.
He's decided that there will be plenty of time for baby-proofing once the baby's here.
There's a ton to do before the baby gets there. The more work that they have to do to make their house baby-friendly, the less time Reid has to worry about the what-ifs. Work also helps to distract him.
He's amazed by how well he's keeping it together. Losing Sadie was by far one of the most difficult things that's ever happened to him. Yet, it hasn't affected him as much as he thought it would.
Three months flies by before he can even realize it.
Before he knows it, the new baby's due date has come and gone. Two days past the quoted day, Garcia is still heavily pregnant and threatening their child with an eviction notice if something didn't happen.
Reid knows that babies are never born on time. Statistics have proven this time and time again. Perhaps this should make him worry more but he's not afraid. This phenomena is so common.
Yet, he still manages to panic later that night when her water breaks in a dramatic show in the middle of Aisle 43-B. He can only laugh at the cirumstances.
Of course the child of Derek Morgan and Penelope Garcia would decide to come in the middle of a warehouse store. Anything to be different...
Normal or not, this is it.
The baby's on the way.