A/N: This is a little story I found on my hard-drive. I read another story on this site and liked the idea so I thought I'd give it a try. See what you think.
Basically, like the summary says, it's "what could have been" if Emily had kept her baby when she was younger. The epilogue are just short snippets over the years, ending with Colorado. The bulk of the story comes after 100. So some season 5 spoilers. Please read and review.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Criminal Minds.
Emily looked at the strip on the stick. Positive, she thought to herself and sighed. She opened the door of her bathroom and looked at Matty. He was sitting on the bed, waiting. She held it up, still too shocked to form words. Matty nodded and stood. He walked over to his friend and hugged her. "It's alright Em. No matter what, I'm here," he said. Emily didn't know what to say.
It had been a couple of weeks when she finally worked up the courage to tell them. She had invited Matty over for dinner, as moral support. When they'd finished their dinner and the maid had cleared the table Emily cleared her throat. "Mother, Daddy. I need to tell you something. And I need you not to freak out. I've already thought about what I'm going to do and I just need your support," she said, preparing herself. Elizabeth nodded and Simon frowned, "What is it sweetheart?" he asked. Emily took a deep breath and looked at Matty who nodded. "I'm pregnant," the sixteen year old said.
Emily sat on the bed, holding her beautiful new daughter. Her parents stood next to the bed, grinning, and Emily knew everything would be alright. As she looked into her new daughter's eyes and held her tiny hands around her finger, Emily knew. Matty walked into the room and all three of them looked up and smiled. He was holding balloons, one big one that said "Congratulations. Baby Girl." And another that said "Welcome to the world baby girl." Emily grinned.
Emily held Charlotte in her arms. They were standing in line for customs, waiting to go through to the departure lounge. "Where are we going Mommy?" the two year old asked. Emily smiled at her daughter. "We're going back to the States," she explained, "Mommy is going to college and we're going to live with Granma for a couple of weeks before it starts." Charlotte smiled and nodded. "Ok," she said. Emily kissed the top of her daughter's head, her dark curls descending to ringlets.
Emily was running late. Again. She and Charlie were supposed to be leaving now, but she had one last box to get from her daughter's room. "Stay in the car, I'll grab the box and be back in a second," she called out. Charlotte, now three, nodded and kept singing to the song on the radio.
Emily grabbed the box and was running down the stairs. As she turned to head to the front door she saw her mother in her office. Emily poked her head through the doorway. "Mother," she started. Elizabeth looked up and smiled. "Emily, this is Agent Hotchner. He's in charge of my new security detail," the Ambassador said, gesturing to the agent. Emily held out her hand and smiled. "Hi," he said, flashing a smile of white teeth. Emily smiled. "Hi. Sorry to interrupt. Just want to let my mother know. We're off. I'll call you when we get there," she said. Elizabeth stood and nodded. "Emily is off to start at Yale," she said proudly. Agent Hotchner nodded and smiled. "Good school. Figured out your major yet?" he asked. Emily nodded. "Psychology and Criminology," she said. The agent nodded. "Good choices. Who knows, maybe you'll work for the Bureau someday," he said. Emily smiled and nodded. "Alright. Well we've gotta go," she said. She gave her mother a quick hug and said goodbye. "I'll call you when we get there," Emily called as she walked through the doors. Agent Hotchner smiled and turned back to Elizabeth.
Emily walked across the stage and shifted the tassle. She looked into the crowd and found the faces of her family. Elizabeth, Simon, Matty, and Charlie. Charlie jumped up and down, holding onto Matty's hands. "Yay Mommy!" the seven year old called out. Emily smiled and waved at her daughter before leaving the stage. She ran to hug her classmates, take the photo, then walked around to find her family. They were waiting under the trees, near a bench. Emily ran over and picked up her little daughter. "I love you Mommy! I'm so proud of you," Charlie said, saying the speech Matty had coached her. Matty embraced his best friend and smiled. "Ok, party time!" he called out. Emily grinned at her parents. They were beaming with pride. This was more than they could've hoped for.
Emily threw her briefcase on the kitchen bench. She'd just returned from her first case with the BAU and she was exhausted. She hit the button on her machine and walked to the fridge to find something resembling dinner. *BEEP* "Hi Mom. It's Charlie. Not that anyone else would be calling you Mom. Just calling to let you know that I'm so happy you got in! I'm really proud of you. Cal-Tech is great. My first week of classes was incredible. I can't believe I'm actually here. Just think, in about a decade I'll be a fully qualified doctor! Don't forget it's Granpa's birthday. Call him! Ok. I have to go. Freshman mixer at the local bar. I'll call you later. And if you get another case, call me. Love you Mom." *BEEP* Emily smiled at her daughter's message. She was so proud of her little girl.
Hotch reached up and took Emily's hand. They were just returning from a case in Colorado and Emily was in pain. She'd been beaten pretty badly and was bruised and cut. Hotch helped her to the car and the team drove back to Quantico. As they made their way through the doors of the BAU, Morgan pointed to someone sitting at Emily's desk. "Who's that?" he asked. Emily shrugged, unsure. "Matty?" she said, as she recognized him. Matty stood and hugged her tight. "What are you doing here?" she asked, becoming aware of the rest of the team moving closer. "Charlie called and said something about you getting hurt. Said there weren't any flights and asked if I could come and see that you were ok," he explained. Emily turned to face the others. "Guys, this is Matty, an old friend from my Italy days. Matty, this is my team," she explained. They all shook hands with Emily's friend and smiled. "I should probably get you home," he said. Hotch nodded. "Yes. And she's not to come back in tomorrow," he ordered. Emily rolled her eyes. "I'll make sure," Matty said. He took Emily's bag and reached out to take her hand. The others turned to their desks, but Hotch turned and watched them walk to the elevator. When they turned at the elevator, he saw Matty reach over and gently touch Emily's face. He frowned and walked up to his office.
A/N: Ok, so now we're gonna get into the juice. What do you think? Please read and review.