Warning: MPreg. Slash. Babies. Strong Language. Adult Situations. Not for Minors.
Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds, because if I did, Morgan and Reid would've hooked up a long time ago.
Chapter Four: Month Nine & Birth
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Spencer squeezed his eyes shut, and groaned. Derek smiled, and gripped his lover's hip tightly, and continued his slow thrusting.
Both men were laying on their sides, Morgan laying behind Reid. Spencer was gripping Derek's hand that was on his hip desperately, the other clawing at Derek's other hand as he played with Spencer's extremely sensitive nipples. Spencer's stomach was stretched beyond belief as his ninth month of pregnancy was about half way done.
Derek chuckled huskily and sucked at the back of Spencer's neck. The young doctor had been on a sexual high for the past few days, and Morgan was only to happy to help fill it.
"N-no." Spencer moaned pushing back against Derek's thrust. "S-stop touching t-there." Spencer moaned, his head rolling back against Derek's chest.
"Why not Pretty Boy? Doesn't it feel good?" Derek pinched on of Spencer's darkened hard nipples softly, and Spencer moaned again.
" You're j-just teasing me." Spencer replied.
"You know you like it." Morgan said.
**Four Weeks Later**
Reid woke up early and glared at the light from the streetlamp coming through the curtains, then struggled to sit up before swinging his legs over the side of the bed, in order to stand. It took a few tries, before he was able too, and he was thankful that Derek was a pretty heavy sleeper as he headed into the bathroom. Spencer believed that one of the worst parts about being pregnant was having to go to the bathroom almost every five minutes it seemed.
Spencer never made it back to the bed. This sharp intense pain ran through his stomach and he cried out, trying not to fall, but his legs threatened to give out on him.
His cry woke Morgan, who shot up, and noticed him quickly. "Babe!" Derek got out of bed and rushed over to him. "What's wrong?"
Spencer shook his head and closed his eyes tightly, panting. He'd never been in that much pain in his life. Derek helped him to the bed, then turned on the lights. "I-I think we should go to the hospital Derek." Spencer said.
Derek's eyes went wide, and he froze for a few seconds as reality hit him. He shook his head. "Alright, let me go wake Momma, then we'll go, just sit tight." Derek pressed a kiss to Spencer's forehead before going down the hall and waking his mother.
Both rushed back in. Momma Morgan called the hospital to make sure they had a private room ready for Spencer, and his specialist was there while Derek grabbed the bag Fran had put together a month ago for when it was time to go to the hospital. Derek shoved his feet into his shoes without socks, grabbed his coat off the desk, and grabbed a coat and shoes for Spencer before going over to the bed. Derek handed off Spencer's coat to his mother while he helped Spencer put his shoes on.
********** Oh Baby **********
The doctor, who's name was Janice Marshal was in her early forties, with red hair with grey at her temples, and kind slanted hazel eyes. She was standing at the end of Spencer's bed, looking at his chart. A nurse had just finished setting an iv, hooking him up to monitors, and checked his vitals before leaving. Fran was standing next to the bed, Derek was outside calling Hotch and Garcia. Hotch because he was the second closest person Reid had ever known as a father, and the only one still around. And Garcia, because the computer tech had threatened bodily harm to Morgan if he didn't call her as soon as Reid went into either labor or surgery for his c-section.
"We won't go into surgery right now. So far everything is completely normal. We'll do an ultra sound to check how things look, monitor you for a few hours, and then we'll get those kids out." Dr. Marshal said with a big smile.
"Sounds good." Spencer said with a tired smile. His contractions were forty-seven minutes apart right now, and his last one had been six minutes ago, and he was still feeling it.
Derek came back in, still in the process of stuffing his cell back into the pocket of the sweats he'd worn to bed. "What's going on?" He asked, leaning down to press a kiss to Spencer's forehead.
"As of now, nothing." Janice said. "Don't worry Mr. Morgan, we just don't want to act to quickly. So far Spencer and the babies are completely fine, in a few hours we'll discuss the c-section." She finished.
Morgan nodded then turned his attention back to Spencer. Janice smiled and set Spencer's chart on the end of his bed, then left the room.
"Hotch is going to be here in half an hour, he was at the office for a case briefing, Garcia's already on her way." Morgan said brushing Spencer's hair off his face. "Why didn't you take the shot babe? I know this hurts."
"You know why." Spencer said. "I'd rather deal then worry about what might happen if I take it."
Morgan sighed. "I'd never let you do that again, you know that." Derek whispered.
"I'll go get some coffee and wait for Penelope in the lobby." Fran said and left.
"You've been clean for a year and a half Spencer, you're not gonna get hooked again, because of an epidural." Derek said.
"I don't want to risk it. Besides, I can handle the contractions, I can time them out, so I know when they are coming, I can be ready for them." Reid said
"Babe." Morgan sighed when he saw the look on Spencer's face. He pressed his lips to Spencer's forehead. "Alright."
Derek's hands were shaking as he knelt at the head of the operation table, placing a hand over Spencer's sweaty forehead, the other gripping Spencer's hands tightly. A blue cloth screen divided them from the doctor's preforming the c-section.
"We're just about to bring out the first one." Dr. Marshal said.
"Hear that babe?" Derek pressed a kiss to the top of Spencer's head. "You're doing good Pretty Boy."
Spencer smiled tiredly, and closed his eyes.
"Here's the first one." Janice said and Derek leaned sideways to see her pull a pink dirty baby up, and hand it to a nurse.
"Male, February seventh, 10:35 a.m." The nurse said. "Five pounds, four ounces, twenty-two inches." There was a soft cry and Spencer sobbed happily.
Derek pressed a quick kiss to Spencer's lips. "A boy." Derek laughed proudly and pressed another kiss to Spencer's cheek.
The nurse came around and showed the now clean baby boy to his parents. Spencer smiled and reached up, brushing his hand carefully over the baby's head, dark hair was already on the baby's head. "H-he's got your nose." Spencer said tears sliding down his cheeks.
"Yeah, he does," Derek said proudly
"Would you like to cut his cord sir?" The nurse asked.
Derek nodded. "I'll be right back." He stood and went over to the small table and took the scissors from the nurse's hand and cut the baby's cord.
"Are you going to name him now? Or after surgery?" The nurse asked holding a small tag which fit into a slot on the hospital crib.
"Later." Derek said.
"Alright." The nurse wrote: 'Morgan-Reid Baby Boy,' on the tag and put it on the crib.
Derek went back over to Spencer and took the same position he had before.
"Alright, we're coming up to the second baby." Dr. Marshal said.
A second nurse took the second twin. "Male, February seventh, 10:47 a.m.," She said and began cleaning the baby. "Six pounds, 8 ounces, twenty-four inches."
Once Spencer was closed up, they took him back to his private room where everyone was already waiting. There were balloons and flowers filling the room. A few minutes later, Derek came in along with a nurse, each holding one of the identical baby boys.
"Oh cute!" Jj cooed. "Wow, they look just like the both of you." She said.
"Come on Jj, Spencer needs a good look." Morgan said and walked over. and took the chair next to the bed. "What do you think Pretty Boy?" He asked.
The nurse placed their other son in Spencer's waiting arms.
Spencer's eyes went wide as he looked down at the bundle in his arms. "My god."
"I agree." Derek said with a soft laugh.
"So, have you thought of names?" Hotch asked.
Spencer cleared his throat. "Derek's holding Jason, and I'm holding Michael."
Fran put a hand over her mouth. "Oh boys!" She cried.
Derek smiled up at her. "Spencer said I couldn't not name one after dad if it was a boy." He explained.
Hotch smiled and put a hand on Spencer's shoulder, making the young man look up. "So Jason and Michael, good names,"
Spencer smiled. "Garcia's their godmother." He said looking at the computer tech, then turned to look up at Hotch. "Are you willing to be their godfather?"
"Of course." Hotch said.
Spencer groaned, and grimaced as he heard crying over the baby monitor. It's been two months since the twins had come home from the hospital.
Spencer got out of bed and headed down the hall, rubbing his hands over his face and going into the nursery.
"Mikey, why are you crying?" Spencer asked as he leaned over the crib to pull a squirming crying baby from his bed. Spencer turned the lamp next to the changing table on dim, glancing over to Jason's crib before laying Mikey down.
Jason was very quiet, while Mikey always seemed to be fussing, Fran said that Derek's father had always been loud too.
Spencer hummed softly as he changed Mikey's diaper, then sat in the rocking chair to try and get Mikey back to sleep.
"Derek, do you mind making their bottles?" Spencer asked brushing his hair from his face.
Derek groaned tiredly as he pushed himself off the couch. "This is insane." He complained and Spencer smiled.
"At least you get to run away to work." Spencer said.
"I guess." Derek said from the kitchen. "When's Momma gonna be back from the store?"
"I'm not sure, she said something about making dinner." Spencer rocking Jason in his arms, while using his foot to get the baby swing with Michael in it started rocking.
"Why would she do that? Are you expecting anyone?" Derek asked coming back with two bottles.
"No, but you know your mother." Spencer said. "She could just want to make dinner because it's Thursday."
Derek smiled taking Michael out to feed him while Spencer fed Jason. "Probably."
"Hey, after we put the boys to bed, wanna catch a nap?" Spencer asked.
Derek chuckled and pressed a kiss to the corner of Spencer's mouth. "I would love too." He added.
End of Chapter Four
Also I couldn't find any information on Morgan's father's name, I'm pretty sure it's not been mentioned in the episodes. So I made one up ^-^ And I always believed that if Reid ever had a baby boy he'd name it after Hotch, Gideon or possibly Morgan just because those are the three most important men in his life, or it seems like that in the show. Hotch and Gideon are father figures, and Morgan and Reid have a very close brother relationship, although in my head they will always be lovers! Lol Anyways, hope you like the chapter.
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