A/N: I'm off to a weekend vacation in five minutes, but I wanted to post the second chapter before I left. Enjoy
Disclaimer: I don't own criminal minds or anything to do with it.
Thank you to ArwenLalaith for being my beta reader and fixing my grammar and spelling mistakes, and improving my story.
"The supreme happiness of life is the conviction that we are loved." - Victor Hugo
*****
"Kid, what happened to you?" cried Morgan when he saw Reid first thing Monday morning.
"I fainted when Olivia told me she was pregnant," answered Spencer, smiling. Two days later, he had a nasty goose-egg and a brilliantly purple bruise, but he didn't really care. When his wife told him she was pregnant he felt shocked, but also happy; he thought he never wanted to be a father, but when he found out he was going to be one, he couldn't think of anything better. They had spent the whole weekend talking and making plans, they both had decided to tell the people they work with. Morgan, who was taking a sip of coffee, spit it out, spraying Rossi who had just entered the room.
"Olivia's pregnant?" he asked, shocked.
"What?" asked Rossi who momentarily stopped wiping at his suit.
"I'm going to be a father," said Reid very calmly.
"Way to go, man!" Morgan congratulated, clapping him on the shoulder.
"Thanks," said Reid, rubbing his shoulder.
"What's all the fuss?" asked Emily as she entered with Hotch. "Wait, did you tell them?" she asked, smiling.
"Tell them what?" asked Hotch looking between Emily and Reid, confused.
"I'm going to be an aunt," said Emily, beaming.
"Wow, congratulations Reid," said Hotch, smiling and shaking his hand.
"Oh JJ, I love these new pictures of Henry; look at him in that little suit," said Garcia, looking at pictures as she and JJ entered the room, stopping when they saw the other occupants grinning like idiots. "What's going on?" asked Garcia, a little nervous.
"Let's just say, soon JJ won't be the only one with baby pictures," answered Morgan.
Both womens' gazes flew to Emily. "Whoa, not me," said Emily, putting up her hands defenselessly, "It's Reid."
"How can Reid be... Oh my god!" cried Garcia as it clicked. She flew over to Reid, nearly knocking him over with her hug.
"Congratulations, Spence," said JJ, giving him a hug after Garcia finally let go.
"It's great, but we do have work to do," said Hotch seriously, everyone agreed and went their separate ways.
*****
"Hey, you're home," said Olivia, surprised, looking up from the baby book she was reading.
"Yeah, amazingly we had no cases. Where did you get all these books?" he asked, noticing the dozen other books splayed on the coffee table.
"Work," she replied, not looking up from the book. "I told everyone I was pregnant and they just started handing over books. I still need to eventually get a book of baby names, though," she said sighing and closing the book. Leaning back and rubbing her temples, she lamented, "We still have so much to do, clean out the guest room, make it a nursery, buy a crib, changing table and all the rest, find a daycare or nanny... There's so much to do eight months doesn't seem like enough time."
"It will be okay, we'll get it all figured out," he said, putting an arm around her. She snuggled up next to him, laying her head on his shoulder.
The moment was interrupted by a loud beeping noise; Olivia let out a groan, "That's my pager," she said, standing up and grabbing it out of her bag. "How ironic," she added with a chuckle, "My patient's in labor."
"How ironic that you're the one leaving for an emergency and I'm the one waiting for you to get home," he said, smiling.
"I'm sorry," she said sincerely, slipping on her shoes. "Read the books, they should keep you occupied for what an hour?" she asked, half serious/half joking.
"Actually with the speed I read it should take me exactly-"
"I love you too," she interrupted, giving him a quick kiss before grabbing her bag and keys and hurrying out the front door.
*****
"I'm back," called Olivia wearily, coming through the door almost seven hours later. It was shortly after midnight and she was exhausted.
"In the kitchen," called Spencer.
"Delivery was a success; their third child and, as my patient quite admittedly stated, her last, since her husband now had a son. They named him Joseph Micheal," she said, laying her head on the table. "I am so nauseous," she added.
"I know," said Spencer, setting a cup of ginger tea in front of her, "Monica called and told me what happened in the waiting room."
Olivia let out a groan; after the baby was born, she went to the waiting to inform the rest of the family about the baby and mother's condition, when she went into the waiting room she could smell the tuna melts they were eating and she just managed to reach a trash can before retching. "It was so embarrassing, the family looked at me like I was a nut, I had to explain to them that I was pregnant," she said taking a few sips of her tea which almost instantly calmed her stomach.
"I promise not to eat or buy tuna for the next eight months," said Spencer, sitting down beside her.
"Thank you," she said genially, "I should really try to get some sleep."
"Me too," he replied, standing.
"But I'm taking the tea with me," she added, picking up the mug. Spencer just smiled and put his arm around her as they left the room.
*****
Three weeks later, when Olivia was ten weeks, they were at their first ultrasound. Olivia had been able to pull some strings so all her ultrasounds could be on Saturdays so Spencer could most likely attend all of them.
"Are you nervous?" asked Olivia, laying on the exam table and looking at her husband who was paler then usual.
"No, why do you ask?" Before she could answer, he spat out a fact, "Did you know all fetuses are female for the first ten weeks?"
"Spencer, I'm a doctor, remember?" she said, smiling, "And I know you're nervous because you keep spouting out random facts. It's all right, relax." She took his hand, able to feel the tension in his tendons when she did so.
Just then, Olivia's friend and OB/GYN came into the room. "Hello Olivia," she said, closing the door.
"Hey, Kayden. Spencer, this is my colleauge Kayden Michaels," she said.
"Hello Dr. Michaels," he said nervously.
"Please, call me Kayden," she said, shaking Spencer's free hand, "Nervous are we, Spencer?"
"No, of course not," answered Spencer, while Olivia nodded her head empathetically.
"Relax, this is the fun part," she said, turning on the ultrasound machine. "Okay Olivia, if you'll just pull up your shirt a little. Here we go..." Suddenly, the room was filled with a fast whooshing sound. "There's your baby's heart beat," said Kayden, smiling.
"Oh," was all Olivia could say, tears coming to her eyes. She felt Spencer squeeze her hand and she saw that he was teary-eyed too.
"And here's your first baby picture," Kayden said, pointing to the screen. Spencer could see a peanut-like shape on the screen. "I know, it looks like a peanut," said Kayden as if reading his mind, "See these little things coming off the peanut? Those are the baby's arms and down there are the legs. Right here, where it looks like a string of beads, that's the spine. I can't tell you the sex right now because fetuses are..."
"Female for the first ten weeks," finished both Olivia and Spencer at the same time.
"Right, I forgot who I was talking to," said Kayden, "How many print-outs do you want?"
"Two," answered Olivia, "One for each of us." But Spencer barely heard her, he couldn't stop staring at the frozen image on the screen that was his child.