Okay, so I've been working on this story for a while now! And I mean a while! I have a lot of it written out already, just need to get that ending in motion. I hope you guys like it because I know I personally do! I never wanted to write a story about this, but my mind wouldn't shut up about it! I would also like to give a HUGE thanks so my bestest buddy Celia who helped me through out this story! It rocks partially because of you! I honestly don't know what I'd do without you! You mean more to me than you'll ever know :D Now onto the story!

There were two things running through Emily Prentiss's mind as she stared down at the stick in her shaking hand. Why the hell did she let this happen? How could she get out of it? Emily sighed as she threw the stick away then looked at her reflection in the mirror. Tears immediately pooled in her eyes. This was what she always wanted, but it wasn't with who she wanted to do this with. She didn't know what to do, should she tell Nick right away? Should she keep it a secret? So many things were running through her mind, and she didn't know what to do with those thoughts. She wiped her hands over her cheeks to get rid of the tears that had spilled over then took a shaky breath. Emily decided right then and there that she would keep it a secret, to everyone, until she had to tell. Until she couldn't keep it in any longer.

The next morning Emily woke up to the sound of her alarm blaring. She groaned and reached over to shut it up. Lying on her back looking up at her ceiling she took a few deep calming breaths. She could do this. All she had to do was shove all of her thoughts into the many tiny boxes in her head and everything would be okay.

She didn't want to think about all that was going to come with the news she just found out. Emily just wanted to act perfectly normal while at work and deal with her problems when she got home and was alone. After throwing the covers off of her body, Emily rolled out of bed to find an outfit to wear. She finally decided on a black business suit…black, she thought to herself, its slimming. Let's keep it that way.

After getting ready for work she returned to the mirror she looked into the night before. Her hands had stopped shaking and there were no tears in her eyes. She could do this. She had to do this. Emily nodded to herself then headed for her car.

Standing in the elevator waiting for her floor she shoved the last drop of doubt into a box and closed it quickly just as the doors opened. She walked to her desk quickly.

"Hey princess," Morgan greeted her.

"Morning," Emily responded with a smile.

"How was your night?" Morgan asked her as she took a seat at her neat desk.

Shrugging, "Pretty boring. Nothing too exciting."

"You and Nick didn't do anything kinky?" Morgan wondered with a smile.

Emily couldn't help but roll her eyes at the man before her. "I didn't see Nick last night for your information."

"Well princess, you know that you could have called me up if you were lonely," he said as he wiggled his eyebrows.

Emily chuckled as she threw a wad of paper at his head. "Garcia might kick my ass."

Throwing his hand over his heart he told her, "You know you're the apple of my eye."

Just as she was about to respond to the man who was like her brother JJ walked by her with a bagel breakfast sandwich and hash browns, and Emily immediately felt her stomach churn. Oh no, she thought, food cannot be affecting me this early. Standing up, she made her way up the few stairs towards Hotch's and Rossi's office to just get away from the smell. She took a few deep breaths, and she noticed Reid staring at her from his seat with a questioning look on his face. After giving a half smile she jumped when Hotch's door swung open behind her.

"Prentiss? Are you alright?"

Emily twirled around to face her boss, "Geez Hotch, you scared me."

"I'm sorry," he replied in a serious tone. "Is everything okay? Usually you don't stand up here for no reason."

Fishing quickly for a reason for her to be standing in front of his office without being related to the food, she put on a fake smile and told him that the view was better from up here. Her smile became real when he chuckled.

"Are you serious?" he asked her in disbelief.

"I am," she laughed lightly.

Hotch tilted his head to the side. "Are you sure you're okay Prentiss?" he asked her again.

"I'm fine," she lied, and let out a sigh of relief when he nodded and gave her a small grin before going back into his office and closing the door.

Getting ready for bed that night Emily couldn't keep her walls up any longer. The day was filled with lies and she hated every second of it. She was lying to her family and that didn't sit well with her at all. Snuggling under the covers Emily let her mind wander. Was this how it was going to be from now on? Was everyday going to be a struggle to keep it together? Were her lies going to make an appearance everyday? As her eyelids finally became to much for her to keep open Emily relaxed against her pillow, she knew that she would do whatever she had to do to keep it all a secret. To make sure that she was putting her child's needs ahead of all others. For what felt like the first real smile she's had since she found out the news, she went to bed content, and happy to know that she was finally going to be a mother even if she had to do it alone.

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