Author's Note: So, if you've read Flames101's "You Belong With Me" (and you should), then you'll know that this is basically an iPod shuffle challenge based on a Facebook post. I harassed her until she did one, but thought it unfair that I didn't do one myself. My first song is "Think of Laura" by Christopher Cross.

Think of Laura

"She's so tiny."

Hotch wrapped his arm around his wife's shoulder and kissed her temple. "She'll get a bit bigger."

JJ chewed on her bottom lip. "What if the boys don't take the news well? What if they're upset? Or angry? They've had so much to get used to these last couple of years. Are we awful parents for doing this?"

"The boys will be fine," Hotch assured her.

JJ nodded, leaving against him. "Are you sure you're not disappointed that she's blond?"

"I can't deny that I was hoping for something a little darker," he teased, "but, absolutely not. Some of the best things in my life have come from blonds."

"Well, don't you just say the sweetest thing," she told him in a fake Southern accent. She sighed in contentment when he pulled her body against his front, wrapping his arms around her waist. "We still need to come up with a name."

Hotch chuckled, his laughter vibrating both of their bodies. "Henry suggested 'Meatball' if we ever got one of these."

She hit his shoulder with the back of her hand. "Please tell me that you didn't encourage him!"

"I didn't! Swear!" he promised. Hotch waited a moment before continuing. "Jack suggested 'Alex'."

"Alex isn't bad," JJ conceded before shaking her head. "No. She needs a classical name, a pretty name."

Hotch hummed. "Like Mabel? Or Margaret? Or Clara?"

She nodded again. "I like Clara, but she doesn't feel quite like a Clara. What do you think about Laura?"

"Laura?" Hotch repeated. "Laura. Let's see if she likes it. Call her."

"Laura!" JJ said, sharply. "Come here, pretty girl!" Laura leapt off the couch and eagerly came to JJ, jumping on her legs. JJ fell to her knees, laughing. "I think she likes it. Who's a good girl? Who's a good girl?"

"Dad?" Jack called from the doorway. His eyes were wide as he took in the scene before him.

Henry pushed his way from behind his big brother. "Mommy? Ooh! Did we get a puppy?"

Hotch glanced at JJ, whose eyes were sparkling. "We did."

"I thought you were just joking when you had us suggest names last night," Jack said, his voice filled with awe.

"Well, get in here and come say hello!" JJ ordered with mirth. Jack and Henry clamored over each other to get to the dog. JJ stood back up, retaking her place in front of Hotch. "I think she's a hit."

Kissing behind her ear, Hotch sighed, blissfully. "Hopefully, it'll make our news a bit better to bare."

Rossi entered the room with a big grin. "And what news is that?"

"Damn it, Dave!" Hotch growled when Rossi's entrance caused him to jump.

"What?" Rossi asked, too innocently. "It's not like you didn't know that I was here. I mean, how else did your kids get home from the movies?" He ignored the glare from Hotch. "So, what's this news?"

Hotch huffed. "We kind of wanted to tell the boys privately."

Shrugging, Rossi crossed the room to sit by the boys. "There are no secrets between us guys, right?"

"Right," Jack and Henry confirmed, barely glancing up to acknowledge Rossi's presence.

"So, what's this news?" he asked again, a smug smile plastered on his face. "We're all waiting."

Hotch looked to JJ, asking with his eyes if it was okay if they told the news with Rossi there. JJ agreed, then indicated she wanted to be the one to deliver announcement. Pushing herself out of Hotch's arms, she knelt by the boys, taking each of their hands to grab their attentions. Laura took the opportunity to curl herself under Rossi's leg and go to sleep.

"Jack, Henry, we – your, uh, dad and I, that is – have something to tell you," she stumbled. "It's good news. At least, I think it's good news and your dad does, too," she rushed to tell Jack when he started to look frightened.

"Jayje," Hotch muttered, placing a hand on her shoulder to focus her.

JJ took a deep breath to steady herself. "Right. Okay, here we go. Your dad and I, and you guys, really, we're going to have a baby."

Jack gasped. "We are?"

"We are?" Henry repeated, though he was clearly more interested in watching the puppy.

"We are?" Rossi asked, tears in his eyes.

JJ nodded. "We are, in about six months."

Rossi zeroed in on JJ's stomach. "Is it a boy or a girl?"

"Well, it's still a little early to tell, buddy," Hotch teased in his dad voice.

"What do you think?" JJ questioned, timidly, when the boys hadn't said anything after a few minutes.

Henry tilted his head and squinted his eyes. "Okay. But I'm not sharing my room. Or my toys. We can share Laura, though. And Jack, as long as I get to play with Jack first."

JJ chuckled. "Okay, then. And you, Jack?"

"This is the best news ever!" Jack exclaimed, jumping up from the floor. He flung his arms around JJ, nearly knocking her over. "Thank you, JJ!"

"You're welcome." JJ kissed his forehand before wiping her own eyes.

"You know, I did have a little role in this," Hotch protested.

JJ opened her mouth to retort, but was cut off by Jack telling him, "That may be, Dad, but the baby's going to be cooking in JJ's uterus."

"Cooking?" JJ said at the same time that Hotch said, "Uterus?"

"You guys let the boys spend a week with Reid, Morgan, and Garcia, and you're surprised by this?" Rossi questioned. He kissed the top of JJ's head and shook Hotch's hand. "Congratulations, guys. I'm very happy for you, all of you."

Hotch smiled, helping JJ up from the floor. "Thanks. We're pretty happy ourselves."

Henry moved in front of his parents. "Can we take Laura for a walk?"

"Yeah, can we?" Jack added. They both shouted in joy when Hotch and JJ nodded.

"And you were worried that they would take the news badly," JJ told Hotch.

Hotch just smiled and nodded. He was a smart man with a pregnant wife. He knew his job was to just go along.