A/N: Hey guys! Sorry I haven't updated in months, I've been really busy with school and have neglected my writing. Warning: My writing is a little rusty so I apologize. Let me know what you think! P.S: Special thanks to greengirl82 for giving me the kick I needed to continue this story!
Emily sat nervously in the exam room waiting for her doctor to come in. She managed to find an excellent doctor and get an appointment right away...being the Ambassador's daughter did have its perks. Emily really wanted to find out how her baby was, and get information on what she should do to properly take care of herself. In all honesty she had no idea what she was doing. Even though she was inexperienced Emily would give her child the world, and love it with everything she had.
After a few minutes of waiting the doctor came in and introduced herself. "Hello Emily, I'm Dr. Reynolds. It's nice to meet you."
"Hello, it's a pleasure" Emily responded.
"And you must be Aaron."
"Yes ma'am. It's nice to meet you."
"Ok Emily, how are you feeling today?" asked Dr. Reynolds
"I'm fine, I felt a little nauseous this morning, but other than that I'm good."
"Ok, great. Emily, now I'm going to run some tests and then we'll go over some information that you'll need to know for your pregnancy."
After the examination, the doctor informed Emily that she was about 7 weeks pregnant. From what the doctor could see the baby was on the right track, growing healthy and strong.
Despite her anxiety over this whole situation, Emily was extremely happy because Hotch was right by her side supporting her like he said he would. She honestly had no idea what she would do without him. Even though this pregnancy was nowhere near planned, Emily saw it more as a blessing with each passing day.
Hotch managed to get the day off for both himself and Emily for the doctor's appointment, so he figured they could spend the rest of the day together until he had to get Jack from school. Hotch enjoyed spending time with Emily; she made him happy.
As they were driving Hotch asked "Em, Are you hungry?"
"Hotch, really? How long have you known me? Is it really necessary to even ask that question...and I'm pregnant on top of it! I eat 4x my normal intake..."
Hotch chuckled. "Point taken. What are you in the mood for?"
"Hmm...what time is it?"
"Almost 11:45."
"Alright, ugh...How about Chinese?"
"Sounds great. Eat-in or take-out?"
"Take-out. I'm exhausted. My place is around the corner and the Chinese place is to-die-for. Let's relax while we have the chance."
"I like that idea.
After eating too much Chinese food and watching the I love Lucy marathon on TV, Hotch and Emily began talking about how and when they were going to tell the team. Their team was their family and they really could not keep this from them for long. Hotch and Emily decided they would call a meeting tomorrow and tell everyone their secret. Besides, pretty soon Emily would begin to develop a baby bump, and just telling them sooner rather than later was the best choice. Hotch figured that this week was as good a time as any since the team was still on stand-down; it would give them time to let everything sink in and ask questions (God helps them both.) JJ and Garcia would squeal like little girls and jump for joy , Morgan and Rossi would try to break Hotch's neck, and Spencer would be confused...
However, Hotch and Emily's fear wasn't so much the team, but Strauss. But they'd worry about her later.
Silence filled the room now as they both watched the classic comedy.
Sitting on the couch, thoughts of being a family with Emily, the baby, Jack, and himself, kept running through Hotch's mind yet again. But he still thought it was too soon to mention the idea to Emily. The had a long road ahead of them, and needed to take things one step at a time. He didn't want to put any stress on her right now, she didn't need it. Or maybe he was afraid that she wouldn't want the same things he did. Maybe she had her regrets, maybe she didn't want any of this...
Plagued by his internal war, he needed to say something before his head exploded.
"Emily, I..." he turned to meet Emily's beautiful brown eyes staring right back at him. He was suddenly at a loss for words. His mind went completely blank, and nothing else existed except that moment: Emily and himself. By God, she was gorgeous. They way her hair laid softly on her shoulders and circled her glowing face, her soft, supple lips. And it was at that moment when any self control he possessed went out the window. He placed his hand in the crook of her neck and claimed her lips with his own. Emily quickly responded. The kiss was chaste at first, but then grew in passion as their tongues battled for dominance. Emily wrapped her arms around Hotch's neck and he placed his hands on her hips, pulling her on top of him. Emily straddled his waist and ground her hips against his. As they broke apart for some much needed air Hotch took possession over Emily's neck and she removed his tie and began unbuttoning his shirt. All of a sudden Hotch gently placed his hand atop Emily's and stopped her progressions.
With slight hesitation Hotch asked "Emily, are you sure? Not about this, about everything." He just needed to know what she was thinking. It was driving him mad.
As a slight smile appeared on Emily face, she just said "Oh, shut up Hotchner" and kissed him like there was no tomorrow. Hotch pushed Emily back on the couch and climbed on top of her, both of them back in the same place that started all of this. Hotch knew everything was going to work out, he had a feeling. He wasn't going to be lonely any more.
