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A few things that answers a couple of the comments/questions: Part of Morgan's career choice is coming up this chapter, but that isn't going to be final. ;) As of Garcia, Avery makes her own choices when it comes to fairy Godmothers. Then since this keeps coming up, Avery mainly likes Emily, because I decided she does. If Em looks like her mom, I couldn't tell you, because the only picture I have of Avery's mom is that she was white. So just use your imagination I guess.

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Criminal Minds is not mine, but Avery is and I'm very proud of that.

"Why are you offering me ten thousand dollars a month for babysitting? You didn't pay the nannies that. It's ridiculous. For ten thousand a month, you should not only get child care, you should get your house cleaned, your laundry done, your tires rotated, and if I were you, I'd insist on nightly blow jobs. Did you think I wouldn't notice that you're still trying to keep your thumb on me?"
― Jennifer Crusie, Maybe This Time

Babysitting

As promised, Emily had left work early, taking the report of their latest case with her. In fact, she appreciated the excuse to leave the office early, after they had been gone for a case. It didn't really matter where she finished her files, but she needed a break from the building that screamed work at her. As she arrived at Derek's place, she was greeted by the wonderful smell of homemade food.

"Am I interrupting dinner?" She asked with a smirk while he guided her into the kitchen. Avery was seated in her highchair swinging around a wooden spoon. She immediately let out an excited squeal as she saw Emily.

"In fact you are just in time for dinner."

The female agent moved back up from giving the baby a kiss, and eyed her partner.

"You didn't have to make me dinner. I was just going to order some Chinese."

"Too late," He responded with a shrug, and got the pots off the stove to put them on the little table that had a plate and a plastic bowl prepared for her. "Plus you will have to feed this little monster over there and probably give her a bath afterwards."

She shook her head. "You are not going to eat with us?"

"The whole point of you babysitting is that I can go and talk to Hotch," he reminded her with a smirk. "I will warm something up when I get back."

"Okay then." She rolled her eyes, before turning the high chair so Avery was facing her. "It's you and me then, princess."

She soon discovered that Morgan had been right. After eating her share of spaghetti, the little girl needed a bath more than anything. Emily couldn't understand how more food ended up on the baby rather than in her belly. But then again she hadn't been able to stop her from eating with her hands and she wasn't even sure if she was supposed to.

Emily also soon learned that bathing a toddler involved getting herself wet from head to toe as well. After the girl was clean and in diapers again, she took a moment to dry herself. She took off her blouse and hung it over the bathroom door. Her tank top was more comfortable for the moment, but sadly, it was damp as well. Her attention wandered back to where the toddler stood. She smiled as Avery stood there staring at her with big brown eyes.

"Come here sweetie, we need to get you dressed." She picked the little girl up and carried her back to her room where she dressed her in one of her brand new pajamas. When that was done, she set her back down so she could play for a little longer. Avery soon seemed busy enough with her things to be left alone for a moment. The woman hurried downstairs where she had her go-bag from the last case. Originally, she had brought it in for the book inside, but having an extra shirt in there came in handy as well.

It was only a matter of minutes when she came back upstairs, in a wide shirt over her jeans. As she reentered the babies' room, she stopped abruptly as she couldn't see her anywhere.

"Avery?" Her mind was running 100 miles per hour as she stepped back into the hallway. She had closed the baby gate in front of the stairs both times she had passed it that would narrow the search down to the top floor. Her eyes wandered over the shut doors and stopped on the only one that was open. The gap would be just big enough for the toddler to sneak in. As fast as she could she walked over to the door and opened it further as she turned on the light. A small sigh of relief came over her lips when she saw the little girl under the covers of Derek's bed.

"Sweetie that is daddy's bed, you can't just take that over." She walked over to the bed and reached out to retrieve the girl. However, an unpleasant cry was the result and Emily only made it to the door before she looked down in frustration. Big tears were streaming down the little face as Avery did her best to let her babysitter know that she didn't agree with the moving. Therefore, the brunette's eyes wandered back to her partner's bed.

"I guess it wouldn't hurt, right?" She glanced from the bed to the girl and back to the bed. A new plan had formed in her head. A sleeping child would be so much easier to move so why not just let her fall asleep here and then bring her back to her own crib.

"You are going to be one spoiled little princess." She murmured under her breath while she turned back around and tucked the baby in. Avery just stared at her with wide eyes, tears still shinning in them and on her cheeks. Emily sat down next to her, wishing she had brought her book back upstairs, but leaving was not an option right now.

She smiled as she felt the stare on her and put her attention on the little girl: "You are not making this easier. You have to close your eyes."

Avery slightly raised her eyebrows as if she was thinking very hard over the suggestion. Her babysitter couldn't help herself but laugh. With a sigh, she decided to lay down herself and be an example of the procedure. She kicked her shoes of, stretched out on the large bed, and draped her arm delicately across the little girl.

Derek sighed as he quietly closed the door behind himself. It was past ten o'clock and he felt bad. After talking to Hotch, the rest of the team had spotted him and finally convinced him to come out for a drink. He had stuck with one drink, but hadn't been able to leave until only half an hour ago. He could only hope that Avery had not been too much of a pain. Emily was probably exhausted from work. The team had told him that they had just come back from a stressful case and had he known that, he would have never accepted her offer to babysit. However, as usual, she didn't mention it at all.

He checked the living room and kitchen but couldn't find her, so he assumed she was upstairs in Avery's room. He was puzzled when he found neither his partner nor his daughter in the nursery. He opened every door, until he reached his own bedroom. It was the last room he would suspect Emily to go, but it was the only one left and the lights were still on. As he opened the door, his eyes caught a sight that he never wanted to forget.

Avery was lying on her stomach, as she usually slept, with her knees angled underneath her. It was the first time that he saw the pair of pink pajamas on her, but he had to agree with his friend that it looked adorable. Emily was lying next to her, her knees angled and one arm was carefully placed over the girl so she didn't have much room to move, or even worse, to fall out of the bed. A smile came to his lips as he pulled a blanket out of his closet and carefully placed it over the two.

He then turned the light off and quietly closed the door behind himself. He still had a shirt and shorts in his old go-bag that he could wear for sleeping and so he accustomed himself on the pullout bed of his couch. It was not his favorite, but better than waking the girls up. Before falling asleep, he set the alarm in his phone so he could wake Emily in time for her to get to work.

As the morning came, he made some coffee and then headed upstairs. Emily was still asleep, which was only natural after such a hard case and a night of babysitting a one-year old. Avery had moved a little bit but was asleep as well, which would make it easier to talk to the other agent. He walked around the bed and carefully sat down next to her.

"Emily, you need to get up."

He could see her stirring, but she was clearly not too fond of the thought of waking up.

"Em, you really don't want to have to explain to Garcia where you spent the night that you were late." That did the trick. Emily sat up in a heartbeat while looking slightly confused about her whereabouts. "You fell asleep with Avery last night," he explained with a whisper and handed her the coffee, which she gladly accepted.

"This is starting to be a pattern." She noted on the offered hot liquid. "Why didn't you wake me up?" She asked when she was finally awake enough to put the events of the night before back together.

"I thought you needed the sleep and I didn't mind. You still have enough time to stop at your place before work."

Her eyes wandered to his alarm clock and she let out a small groan.

"Did you tell them?"

"What?" Derek's mind took a moment to adjust to her change of topic and he couldn't help himself to ask the silly question. That earned him a raised eyebrow and an amused smile.

"Hotch knows."

She sighed and swung her legs out of the bed next to him. It was not her call to make so she would just go with whatever he thought was best.

"I was thinking, even with a desk job you're going to need a nanny. I can give you the number of an old family friend who has many years of experience and is just amazing with children."

"That would probably help," he admitted, glancing over at his sleeping daughter.

She shook her head with a small smile and made her way out of the room, still sipping on her coffee. When she reached downstairs, he was right behind her, watching when she put her dried shirt back into her bag and lifted it up.

"So are you getting a desk job?" She couldn't resist asking the question before leaving. Even after falling in love with his little girl, she was not able to get rid of the nagging feeling of being left behind by her partner.

"Hotch is going to let me work from Quantico for the time being. I will work on the cases with you, but stay here, and when I come home at night, I'll still be available for either you or Hotch to help out."

Emily nodded. It made sense to be only available to the two who knew about the reason for Derek's job change. After all Avery could start crying at any point and that would be a dead giveaway. "What are you going to tell the others? You know whatever you tell Garcia she will dig for evidence."

"Yeah, I haven't figured that out yet."