Author's Note: So, let's not talk about how long it's been since I've updated. I know; I'm really sorry, I swear. But let's talk about what this chapter is about...it's show and tell in Jack's first grade class and what does he want to share with his classmates? Read and find out. Please?

Disclaimer: I do not own the best show in the world, otherwise known as Criminal Minds. Prentiss is mine, however. Mrs. Theresa Mercedes and so are all fifteen kids in Jack's class...

Hotch wandered into the kitchen with his one month old daughter in his arms, sitting down into a chair at the large cherry wood dining table. He looked up from his daughter and smiled at his son, who was already eating breakfast. Seconds later, Emily placed a plate of scrambled eggs, bacon and toast in front of him, while she took Prentiss from him.

"Jack have you decided what you're going to bring for show and tell today?" Hotch asked getting up from his seat at the table and taking his and his son's plates to the sink.

"Yeah." Jack simply answered.

"What?" Hotch asked, a little curiously to what Jack is going to share with his classmates.

"My baby sister!" Jack exclaimed with a smile on his face.

"Prentiss?"

Jack nodded in answer, before walking out of the kitchen leaving his parents and his baby sister alone to themselves.

With a half amazed and a half worried look on his face, Hotch turned around to look at Emily sitting there in one of the chairs at their dining table holding their daughter in her arms.

"Don't worry Aaron," Emily said when she saw her husband's expressions on his face. Smiling back down at her daughter, she said, "Jack's not taking Prentiss by himself. I'm bringing her later to his classroom."

"Emily, I know you're taking Prentiss to Jack's school." He told her as he looked at her. "But why does he want to bring Prentiss for show and tell?"

"I'm not really sure why, but since I am a profiler. I'm going to guess he wants to bring her for show and tell is because he's proud of being a brother to his baby sister, and he's proud of her." Emily said giving Hotch a lovely smile.

Returning a lovely smile of his own to his wife, Hotch said, "Yeah, Jack is very proud of being Prentiss' brother."

Emily nodded her head in agreement. "Hey, are you going to be there too?"

"Em, sweetheart, I don't know. I have a meeting that starts about an hour before Jack's show and tell, but if the meeting gets out early enough I will be there." Hotch said with a gentle shrug.

"I really hope you can, but if you can't then Jack, Prentiss, and I will stop by the office afterwards to visit you." Emily said in return, giving him a small smile.

"I should get Jack to school and head towards the office." Hotch told her, as he got up from his seat.

"Yeah, and I need to feed Prentiss." Emily said, as she stood up from her seat and looked down at her daughter who began to fuss a bit. Looking back up to her husband, she said, "You know our daughter is just like you."

"Really?" What do you mean?" Hotch asked, both amused and intrigued.

"Both of you are aggressive when it comes to my breasts. Prentiss likes to take her little fist and punches them or she likes to smack them with her small hands," Emily said motioning down at her daughter in her arms. She looked back up to Hotch and seen the grin playing at his lips. "And we both know what you like doing with my breasts," she said with a quiet laugh.

Hotch chuckled. "That is pretty funny, that Prentiss is aggressive with your breasts."

"It's not funny, Aaron. I have a couple of tiny bruises on my breasts from when your daughter got aggressive with my breasts the other day." Emily said shaking her head.

"You're right, I'm sorry," Hotch said in an apologizing tone, but with a handsome smirk playing at his lips. "But at least she's not as aggressive as I am with your breasts."

Emily rolled her eyes when she saw the handsome smirk playing at her husband's lips. "Yeah you are more aggressive then she is. And I'm just glad that I have a little break from you for a while." She pointed out.

"Don't get too used to it because after this little break is over, your breasts is mine again, Emily." Hotch said, with a playful smile appearing on his face.

"Oh don't I know it, Aaron." Emily laughed, tossing him a wink. Her attention was quickly turned back to Prentiss, who was fussing more in her arms. "But right now they belong to her, and I really need to feed her..."

"I will let you feed our little princess." Hotch said giving his wife a kiss on the lips. "And you my sweet little princess, you be nice to your mom's boobs." He said, pressing a kiss to his daughter's forehead.

Emily let out a laugh. "She's a lot nicer then you are with them," she teased. "You, Aaron are just absolutely mean with my breasts."

"Accuse me of being mean towards your breasts," he lovingly teased, giving his wife another kiss.

"I'm not accusing you of being mean with my breasts because you are." She murmured against his lips, just before walking away with Prentiss in her arms and going up to her daughter's nursery.

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Emily stood in front of her daughter's closet full of clothes, while her daughter slept in her basinet. She looked at the closet full of clothes, of a variety of different little outfits and a variety of small little dresses, and shoes to match every single dress and outfit that Prentiss owned.

A smile touched Emily's lips as her gaze landed on her one month old daughter, who was lying in her basinet, her chocolate brown eyes wide open and smiling up at her mother.

Emily gathered the beautiful baby into her arms, pressing a kiss to her tiny nose.

"Guess where we are going to go, sweetheart?" Emily asked, smiling at her daughter, and seeing the curious expression on her small face. "That's right sweetheart; we're going to see your brother at his school!" She said, putting Prentiss down onto the changing table.

Removing the lavender onesie with light pink flowers on it from her daughter's small body; Emily slipped a pair of blue jeans and a little green sweater onto Prentiss, she then put the small black boots that Hotch had bought for Prentiss onto her tiny feet.

Emily grinned as she picked her daughter up from the changing table and realize that her and her daughter were dressed the same, but Emily didn't care and with that mother and daughter were out of the nursery, and out the front door of their home.

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"We're here and look who's waiting for us sweetheart…it's Daddy." Emily said, pulling into the parking lot of Jamestown Elementary School.

Hotch stood next to his vehicle as he watched Emily fully parked her vehicle next to his, and as soon as he saw her finally park her vehicle, he went up to his wife's vehicle. He unstrapped his daughter's car seat from the backseat and taking the handle of the car seat in his hand and with his free hand he took his wife's hand.

Emily and Hotch walked down the lower school hallway, Prentiss in her car seat being carried by her father. They found Mrs. Theresa Mercedes' first grade classroom.

"Mr. and Mrs. Hotchner, it's so good to see you again." Mrs. Mercedes greeted them with a warm smile.

"Please. It's Emily and -"

"- Aaron. Right of course. My mistake." She turned to look at Prentiss lying in her car seat. "This must be your daughter; Prentiss? Jack is always talking about her."

"I hope he's saying good things about her." Hotch said with a warm smile, as his gaze was on his little angel lying in her car seat staring up at him.

"All good things, believe me." Mrs. Mercedes responded.

"Oh, we will take your word on it." Emily said kindly.

"Alright then." The teacher looked at Prentiss one more time with a smile on her face. "We'll get started soon."

"Sounds good." Hotch said as Emily nodded.

"Great." Mrs. Mercedes said, as she walked away.

When the teacher was away from them, Hotch took his daughter out of her car seat and held her close to his chest. He smiled as he notice that his daughter and his wife were dressed the same; he leaned over to whisper in Emily's ear. "Did you plan to have Prentiss and yourself dress the same?"

"No, not really," Emily whispered, "I guess I've been spending way too much time with this little one." She kissed the back of her daughter's head. Then looking at her husband, she said brightly with a smile, "And, I love every second of it."

"So, do I." Hotch said with a smile, and pressing a kiss to Prentiss' small head.

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"Students it's time for show and tell," Mrs. Mercedes said with a smile. She pointed to a little girl with light blonde hair and blue eyes, and wearing glasses. "Savannah Reagan, how about you start first?"

Savannah stepped to the front of the classroom. "This is my doll and her name is Dolly." She shared with her classmates.

"Adam Campbell, you can go next."

A little boy with golden brown hair and hazel eyes stepped to the front of the classroom ready to share his favorite item with his classmates. "This is a picture of my daddy. He's over in Iraq right now, and he's my hero." Adam said clinging tightly to the picture.

Pointing to a little Hawaiian girl with light brown hair and light brown eyes, Mrs. Mercedes said, "Leilani Walkili, you're next."

"This is my teddy bear and her name is Buttons." Leilani said, as she stood in front of the classroom and shared her teddy bear with her classmates.

"Zachary Umbridge, why don't you come up next?" Mrs. Mercedes said.

A little boy with chubby cheeks, red hair and hazel eyes stepped to the front of the classroom. "This is my remote control car." Zachary said, as he shared his toy car with his classmates. Walking back to his desk he stopped at Jack's desk and bothered him. "What did you bring for show and tell? Something lame like you always do."

"No," Jack said, glaring at the boy that was bothering him. "And my item isn't lame."

"Oh, whatever you bought for show and tell is going to be lame." Zachary said rudely to Jack.

"Emily, do you know the name of Zachary's parents?" Hotch asked, while watching the boy bothering his son.

"No, I don't, but I'm going to say his mother's name is Dolores Umbridge from the Harry Potter books and films." She whispered to her husband.

"Zachary, please go sit down at your desk." Mrs. Mercedes told him. She looked at an African -American little girl with dark hair and dark eyes, and said, "Kiara Jenkins, you can come up now."

"This is my colorful necklace that my mommy made for me." Kiara said pointing to the necklace around her neck.

"Phillip George, why don't you go next?"

A little boy with dark blonde hair and light blue eyes stepped to the front of the classroom. This is my Superman action figure doll." Phillip shared with his classmates.

"Aubrey Abraham, you can go next." Mrs. Mercedes said to the girl with dark brown hair and green eyes.

"This is my stuffed zebra and his name is Stripes." Aubrey said, as she stood in front of the classroom with her stuffed animal.

"Andre Washington, you can go now."

A little African - American boy with dark hair and light brown eyes stood in front of the classroom and shared his item with his classmates. "This is my basketball. I love playing basketball with my older brothers." Andre said, as he held up the orange ball with black stripes around it.

"Anastasia Davies, you can go next."

A little girl with dark blonde hair and dark blue eyes stepped to the front of the classroom. "This is my doll and her name is Vivian." Anastasia shared with her classmates.

"Mateo Valentino, you can go now." Mrs. Mercedes said to the little Mexican – American boy with black hair and dark brown eyes.

"This is my toy race car." Mateo shared with his classmates.

"Marisa Valentino, why don't you go next?" Mrs. Mercedes said to Mateo's twin sister, who had the same hair color and eye color of her brother.

"This is my doll and her name is Selena." Marisa said, as she stood in front of the classroom with her doll.
"Liam O' Neil, you can go now."

A little boy with dark hair and blue eyes stood in front of the classroom. "This is my Thor action figure doll." Liam shared with his classmates.

"Hilary Bateman, you can go next." Mrs. Mercedes said to the little girl with light blonde hair and light brown eyes.

"This is my Barbie doll." Hilary shared with her classmates.

"Camden Willows, you can come up now." Mrs. Mercedes said, pointing to the little boy with blonde hair and green eyes, and wearing glasses.

Camden stepped to the front of the classroom. "This is my toy fire truck." He shared with his classmates.

"Paige Highlander, you can come up now."

A little girl with dark brown hair and hazel eyes stood in front of the classroom. "This is my pink hippo and her name is Cassidy." Paige said, as she shared her pink hippo with her classmates.

"Jack Hotchner, you can now share you're item with the class." Mrs. Mercedes said, with a smile.

Jack excitedly went to the front of the classroom, and Hotch went and placed Prentiss into his son's arms. "This is my baby sister; Prentiss," he said proudly. "She's the best baby sister in the whole wide world."

"You're baby sister is lame." Zachary shouted from his desk.

"Jack's baby sister isn't lame. She's cool like my baby sister." Adam said, defending his best friend.

"Zachary, you need to apology to Jack." Mrs. Mercedes told him.

Zachary crossed his arms at his chest and rolled his eyes. "Sorry."

"Thank you." Jack said, knowing that Zachary doesn't really mean to say sorry to him.

"Thank you all for sharing you're items with the class." Mrs. Mercedes said to her class. She looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and said, "It's time to go home."

The students started to walk out the door one by one and when the last student walked out of the classroom, Emily and Hotch walked out of the classroom with their two children, and went home.

Author's Note: Reviews would be oh so greatly appreciated. I love you all.