Hotch saw Emily sleeping peacefully in her hospital bed. He smiled down at the baby in his arms.
They had received two boys and one girl. Hayden, Owen and Patrick. And they all looked, mostly, like their mother. All had small patches of her raven hair, her soft facial features, but his lighter brown eyes.
He was currently sitting in the chair next to the crib that the doctors had placed in the room. He was holding Owen. Hayden and Patrick were fast asleep. Only one had opened their eyes so far. Owen.
His tiny brown eyes were looking at his father's face. His small hand reached out to grab his nose, but Hotch gently took his hand, Owen trying to wrap his tiny fingers around Hotch's pinkie.
"Hey little man," he whispered, a smile on his face and a tear running down his cheek. "I'm going to tell you something, but you can't tell the other little ones. You're the cutest one in the bunch."
Owen burped and Hotch laughed. That was a good enough answer for him.
He looked over to Emily's bed, seeing Emily wide awake, smiling at him. He looked back down at Owen, who was drooling. He quickly took the corner of the blanket he was wrapped in and wiped his mouth. "Buddy, you want to go to your mommy?" Owen made the cutest face while cooing, so Hotch made his way over to Emily and sat down on the bed. He handed their son to his wife and smiled, seeing how he fit so perfectly in her arms. "Hello my baby boy," she whispered happily to her son. "Wanna know something? You were the second one to come out of me, and I think it was your cry that made me realize something. You were the child I've wanted for so long. Don't get me wrong, I love your siblings just as much, but your tiny face… I just love you, my baby Owen."
Hotch smiled at his wife and his son. Before he could say anything, there was a cry coming from the crib. Emily handed Owen to Hotch and told him to get Hayden. "How do you know which baby is crying, sweetheart?"
She smiled and nodded to the crib. "Maternal instincts. Hayden is hungry."
Hotch set Owen down in the crib and picked up his new baby girl. He tried to hush her, but she wailed even louder. He hurried her over to her mother, and watched as Emily unbuttoned her dress and let Hayden suckle on her breast. Emily smiled down at her baby girl, then up to her husband. He was just standing there, staring.
"What is it honey?"
"You're already an amazing mother."
Emily began to tear up at his words. He quickly sat down next to her and stroked her hair. "What is it? Did I say something wrong?"
Emily laughed slightly and shook her head. "No, not at all. It's my stupid hormones. I loved your words."
"Well I'm glad," Hotch smiled. "I love you Emily."
"I love you too Aaron."