/ Well, this is the next chapter set in the present day. It'll be the last chapter I upload until Wednesday because of college. Reviews are appreciated, but other than that, I hope you enjoy it :) /
Chapter 4
20th September, 2012
One month. It had been one month since the explosion had landed Rossi in a coma and one month since he had refused to wake up. Every night for the past month, Emily had been to the hospital to sleep by his side, hoping he would be awake to greet her in the morning. So far, these hopes had proven fruitless.
This night was different though. This night, she had decided to spend in Rossi's office, sleeping on his couch. She had spent enough time in the hospital to last her a life time, and their bed didn't smell of him anymore. It only smelt of her and Bella, Rossi's dog.
The only other one in the BAU department was Hotch. Once a month, he stayed behind late to work on some paperwork he didn't get chance to do; once a month had been the amount he and JJ had agreed upon before their marriage.
Emily settled down into the couch, pulling Rossi's jumper close to her as she wrapped a blanket around her. She was thankful his clothes still smelt of him, at least for now, until they were washed. She glanced down at her stomach.
It had been the morning that they had taken the case that she had found out she was pregnant – 3 months along in fact. How she missed the fact she hadn't received her period was beyond her; most likely the stress of the job. She had told Dave as soon as she had found out, and he had tried to force her to stay at the police station that afternoon. She blamed herself for him being in the coma now. She thought it was her fault for distracting him. She couldn't think about that now though; she had to think of their baby.
Emily was now 4 months along, and her clothes were beginning to get too tight. She really needed to shop for some maternity clothes, but she couldn't – not without him. What about the nursery? She couldn't do that without Rossi either. She didn't want to find out the sex of their child with him their; it was something they were meant to share together, not apart. Maybe she would take Rossi's mother with her, or Mark; then they could do the nursery and she would never have to know the sex of the baby.
Only a sigh escaped Emily's lips as she rubbed her stomach, feeling the slight bump that was hers and Dave's child. She had thought of only one thing since he landed in his coma and that was, what if he died? She tried not to think of it, but it was hard. Like now, she was thinking about it because she had nothing to preoccupy her time.
A knock at the door scared her, but she shook her head and pushed it away. She was in the FBI building; she had nothing to be scared of.
"Come in," she called, loud enough for whoever it was to hear. It didn't surprise her when Hotch appeared at the door, two coffees and a bag in his hand. He had obviously been out to a nearby cafe to get them some food. The team were aware of her pregnancy, and that Rossi was the father, and that the two of them were engaged; she had felt the need to tell them. They were her family, and sooner or later, she wouldn't be able to hide the pregnancy.
"I brought you a coffee and a burger with everything on it," he explained, stepping into the office and shutting the door with his foot. "Decaf coffee," he said, feeling the need to add it. He knew about not having too much caffeine when pregnant: Haley had drilled it into him.
Emily couldn't help but give a heartfelt smile and sat up, pulling the blanket up over her stomach as though it would provide some sort of protection. Whenever she looked to her stomach, she thought of the baby she aborted all those years ago; that only Dave knew about. Would it have been a boy or a girl? Is Dave being in a coma some sort of punishment from God for her doing what she had done? No; she didn't believe in that stuff and neither did Dave.
"Thanks Hotch, I'm starving," she admitted as the food was handed over. Emily didn't waste any time digging into it, being careful not to eat too fast though. Occasionally, she paused to drink some of the coffee. Hotch just sat and watched, sipping his coffee every so often.
"When's your next scan?" He asked curiously as Emily thought about it. She swallowed her current mouthful before looking to him.
"Next week – the doctor said I can find out the sex of the baby, but I don't want to. I want Dave to be there when we find out," she said, lowering her head as though she had something to be ashamed of.
"That's perfectly understandable," he said, being cautious about it. "What about the nursery? Are you going to paint it as a unisex one in case he doesn't wake up in time for the baby's birth?" Hotch watched her, hoping he hadn't said anything to upset it. Clearly not as she gave a shrug; no tears, no sadness in the eyes – there was nothing there.
"I don't know. I was thinking of taking Ade or JJ along so that they can do the nursery for the baby and I won't have to know," Emily explained, glancing to him. Hotch nodded; it was a good plan. He still wondered what she would do if her fiancé didn't wake up before their child's birth. He knew how hard it was to raise a newborn baby when there were 2 of them; let alone by herself.
"If they can't come, I'm sure I'll be able to accompany you. I'll even volunteer my services in order to set up the nursery; with help from Morgan and Reid too, of course," he said with a smile; a smile playing on Emily's lips too.
"Thanks. I really don't know what I would do without all of you," Emily admitted, settling back into the sofa once she had finished her burger and coffee; happy that the baby seemed to agree with the choice of food.
"You would be fine. You're a strong woman; man or no man," he replied, standing up when he saw her yawn. "I'll leave you to sleep; you need a lot of it," he added, before turning the desk lamp on for her then leaving the office.
"Thanks Hotch," Emily said sleepily, her hand resting on her stomach. "Night Squirt," she whispered, giving up the fight between her and sleep, letting it claim her and take her to a place where there wasn't so much drama. To a place where she, Dave and their baby were happy together.
