Heya! First fic in ages so much was going on. I promise I'll try and update my Lost and CSI fics soon. Please R&R thanks!! Enjoy!
March
The phone rang shrilly, cutting through the night. He glanced at his clock. 1:46. He quickly reached over and opened the phone.
"Hello? Hi JJ. We do? Ok we'll be there as soon as possible." He hung up the phone and turned around. Aaron Hotch looked down at his sleeping wife as she slept, resting his hand on the slight bump of her stomach and smiled. Emily looked so peaceful when she slept. He bent his head and gently kissed her forehead.
"Sweetie." He whispered. "We have a case. We gotta get up." Emily turned over and buried her face in her pillow. Emily had been plagued by morning sickness and fatigue during her pregnancy and Hotch hated waking her up at ungodly hours for cases but Emily would kill him if he didn't. She still loved her work. He kissed her forehead again. "Emily." He said, slightly raising his voice. "We have to get up." He shook her shoulder gently. Emily blearily opened her eyes. Hotch smiled. "Hey." Suddenly Emily's eyes widened and she pushed Hotch away and leapt out of the bed. Hotch sighed and followed Emily to the bathroom. She was leaning over the toilet, retching. Hotch held back her hair and stroked her back. She finished and leaned back into Hotch's arms.
"Uhhh." She groaned.
"You don't have to go. We could take care of it." Hotch said. She shook her head and fought back another wave of nausea. She wanted to go in today. The team knew she and Hotch were married, obviously, but only JJ knew that she was pregnant. She was not ready for the rest of the team to know. She put her hand on the edge of the bath and helped herself up. Hotch get his arms around her, supporting her.
"I'm okay. I going to have a shower. Hotch put an arm around her. "I'll have some crackers ready for you when you come down." Emily smiled her thanks. Hotch headed down the stairs.
"Hotch!" She yelled down the stairs. He turned around.
"Yeah?" She smiled shyly.
"Can I have some ginger ale as well?" Hotch chuckled.
"Of course." He headed back down the stairs. The smile slid off Emily's face. She fought down the nausea that refused to leave her. It was hard to act like nothing was wrong with her. She thanked God that she had JJ and Hotch to help her. Emily quickly showered. After she had dressed and put on her make up she headed downstairs. Hotch was already dressed and ready, having used the downstairs bathroom. A plate of crackers and a glass of ginger ale was waiting for her on the table. Hotch pulled her into his arms and hugged her to him. She sighed. "JJ called." he said softly.
"Yeah." She mumbled. He pulled back enough to look at her.
"We have a case." He said. Emily smiled. Cases were good. A case she could deal with.
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"I can't deal with this." Emily moaned as she leaned her head against the rim of the toilet. JJ held back her hair and gently comforted her. True it was not Emily's most glamourous moment, against the toilet in the BAU jet but JJ, whose morning sickness had been non existencent, could only offer words of comfort. Her own child, Emma, had been born last year, right around the time Emily and Hotch got engaged. Hotch getting blown up had really brought the two of them together. Emily reached up and flushed the toilet. She got up and grimaced as she got her reflection in the mirror. Huge bags under her bloodshot eyes. Pale, pasty skin. She looked at JJ threw the mirror.
"I'm sick of this." JJ sighed and rubbed her shoulder.
"Em's I know its hard but..." Emily shook her head.
"No." Cutting JJ off."I can't keep hiding it from people. I'm sick of always hiding." JJ was surprised. Emily was pretty adamant about not letting to many people know and having a big fuss made over her.
"Does Hotch know you wanna tell the team?" Emily shook her head.
"No but it was my decision not to tell. Hotch was so happy he wanted to tell everybody." She said smiling happily at the memory of Hotch's reaction. She turned back to JJ.
"Will you get Hotch...please." JJ smiled. She knew how nerve racking it was to tell everybody that you were pregnant. JJ nodded and headed out of the bathroom and to Hotch's seat. The rest of the team was relaxing, knowing that once they got to Jacksonville, sleep would not be in large supply. Garcia was also with them. Every now and again she did come with them to help them one to one with the technical aspect of the crimes. None of them noticed that Emily and JJ had left. Hotch raised a questioning eyebrow. JJ bent down.
"She wants you." Hotch immediately got up and into the bathroom. Emily was leaning against the sink.
"Hey." She whispered.
'Hey." Hotch whispered back, wrapping his arms around her. Emily leaned her head against his shoulder.
"I wanna tell people. Now." Hotch looked surprised. Emily had been pretty insistent about no letting the team know. She didn't want a big fuss made and she hated people worrying about her. She looked up at him. "It's not fair keeping them in the dark and putting everything on you and JJ. And...and it means the baby will be safer." She smiled. "I know the boys will get all protective like you." Hotch chuckled.
"If you really wanna tell thats fine by me." Hotch reassured her.
"Thank you." Hotch reached for Emily's hand and squeezed it gently. The two of them went back into the main cabin of the jet. Morgan glanced at the two of them and smiled. The two of them were really made for each other. Hotch cleared his throat.
"Em guys. We have something to tell you." Everybody turned towards them. Emily took a deep breath.
"Guy's...I'm pregnant." There was stunned silence for a moment and then the whole cabin erupted in screams and yells. Garcia ran forward to hug Emily. Morgan clapped Hotch on the back and swept Emily in a huge.
"Congratulations Emily." He said quietly.
"Thanks Derek." She said. Reid came forward and hugged her. He and Emily had grown close over the years.
"Congratulations guys!" Rossi shook Aaron's hand. The commotion soon died down but the questions didn't. Emily and Hotch held up their hands to the barrage of questions, laughing. Derek was enraged that Emily hadn't told him.
"I let you interrogate that unsub alone last week. It was way too dangerous...!" Emily cut him off.
"Derek. Do you really think Hotch wasn't ready to barge in their if that slimebag so much as breathed on me." Everybody laughed. Garcia waved away Derek's questions.
" First of all I'm disgusted that you've kept this from me all this time and impressed that you were able to. Now lets get down to the important questions. Like...when are you due?!" Emily and Hotch smiled at each other.
"November 8th." Garcia's mouth dropped open. "Wasn't that when you got together?!" Emily nodded, grinning from ear to ear. JJ and Garcia smiled sloppily at the romance of it all. Suddenly the pilots voice cut threw the happy scene.
"We about to hit rough sky's team sorry. It's going to be a pretty rough until we land in a couple of hours." They all groaned. Everybody quickly clipped themselves in and prepared to ride out the turbulence's. Hotch and Emily sat together as usual, Emily leaning into Hotch. He bent down to whisper in her ear.
"That went well." Emily smiled and nodded. "I love you." Hotch said. Se quickly kissed him.
"I love you too." The two of them smiled at each other, silently rejoicing in their new life. Suddenly the whole plane wrenched to the right. Hotch flung and arm over Emily while everyone else clung to the seats. The plane shook fiercely before calming down. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief no one more than Emily. That little moved had done nothing for her sensitive stomach. Hotch looked over, concerned at Emily's deep breathing. She grabbed his hand and squeezed it. Eventually she stopped and smiled at him. He smiled back, hoping that the pilot would keep the plane as steady as possible.
Over the next two hours the plane continued to shake and lurch around the sky. And Emily's stomach had finally been beaten and she had spent the last hour with her head in an airplane sick bag, Hotch gently supporting her. She was relieved when the plane landed. She shakily got up with Hotch's help and headed to the bathroom to rinse out her mouth. Emily opened the door and turned around to find Morgan waiting for her.
"You okay?" he asked. Emily sighed and nodded.
"I will be." Morgan smiled and held open his arms. Emily gladly accepted the hug.
"Now if you need anything Em's just tell me okay." Emily squeezed him back.
"Thanks Morgan." Morgan released her from the hug and smiled mischievously down at her.
"And if you think I'm letting you interview an unsub alone or go into some building girl you are sadly mistaken." Emily groaned and laughed. She knew all the boys, especially Morgan would be like this. She playfully glared at him. The two of them laughed. The two of them had become like brother and sister since Emily had joined the team. Both of them looked out for the other. Suddenly Hotch appeared behind Morgan smiling at them. Morgan excused himself and left them alone.
"The detective is waiting for us outside." He said. The two of them joined the rest of the team, going down the steps of the BAU jet.
Detective B.Kinder eyed up the seven agents coming down off the plane. There was a skinny kid who look no more then 20, a pretty blond, an older man who held himself slightly apart from the rest of the group, a tall and imposing black man, an seemingly quirky blond, a cold looking man and a tall, pretty sick looking brunette. The last to were obviously a couple, the former holding himself close to the brunette. Kinder frowned. He disliked fraternizing in his department and he did not like it in the people who had come to help him with the crimes sweeping through Jacksonville.
He shook with them. SSA Hotch was the head of the team. Kinder offered to bring them to there hotel to relax before dealing with the crime. Hotch stared cooly at him.
"We're here to solve the case. Detective Kinder. Not relax."
So...what ya think. It's my first Criminal Minds fic and I wrote it because there really isn't enough Hotch/Emily out there. Please R&R and tell me what you think. Thankies