Twenty days into it, and the new year had all ready thrown three new boys into the BAU family possibly four, depending on what Leah Prentiss-Reid's baby turned out to be. Hers and Spencer Reid's baby, that was.
A baby!
Probably more than one due to that stupid pill she'd taken back in when she'd lived in Rome.
"Leah?" Spencer asked when she stepped out of the bathroom after taking the pregnancy test.
"I'm pregnant."
They'd known it was coming, but neither knew how to act, what to think. Leah, though, underneath everything else felt a flicker of excitement and protectiveness over the barely there baby(s) even happiness.
On the way to their jobs at the BAU, Leah called her papa, John Cooley, an OB/GYN, and set up an appointment for after work. They needed to find out the number of kids, and discuss it accordingly.
But that was not to be. As soon as she stepped into her media liaison office, she noticed a case that demanded immediate wheels up.
A gang leader had escaped police custody in Chicago, and they wanted the BAU to help them find him. Leah presented the case to Hotch and quickly debriefed the others.
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