Miss Emmy

Disclaimer: CBS unfortunately owns the rights to Criminal Minds, but I got... nothing.

Summary: When Emily picks Jack up from summer school, she notices the boy is sad.

A/N: Another one of my favorites that needed some work and decided to post it as the finale in the "Miss Emmy" series.

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"A stepmother might have to rise above a little more than everyone else to make everything go smoothly and for everyone to feel comfortable. It's one of the nicest gifts they could give." Elizabeth Howell

Emily pulled up to the school parking lot, parking the car.

Looking at the school steps she saw Jack with his head down hugging his knees.

'Oh no.' Emily thought 'What happened here?'

Hurrying out of the car, she walked up the steps to the school and sat down next to the little boy she loved more than anything.

Seeing that Jack wasn't looking at her, she poked his shoulder and said, "Hey, Captain Jack, are you ready to go home?"

Jack just shrugged his shoulders before heaving a big sigh.

"Baby?" Emily said, her heart clenching when she saw a small tear fall down his face, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing" Jack whispered.

"Jack, you know that anything you tell me, good or bad will stay between us" she reminded him, placing an index finger under Jack's chin to look up at her, "I hope you could trust me enough to tell me if there's something upsetting you."

Wiping the tear from his cheek, "I love you, baby."

Biting his lower lip, Jack picked up his little backpack at his feet and opened it pulling out a drawing for Emily to look at.

Opening the folded up drawing, Emily smiled at the sight a family of her, Hotch and Jack, looking up she saw a little blonde angel in the corner.

"Aw, Jack" Emily said "This is an amazing drawing. But what made you so sad about it?"

Wiping his nose with his sleeve, he whispered "Some of the other boys, made fun of me. They said that a stepmom isn't a real mom. That a stepmom doesn't really love you like she loves her own kids."

Emily's jaw dropped open, "Who said that?"

"A boy in my class" Jack said, sniffling "He said that a stepmom isn't real."

Emily looked around looking for any of the kids from Jack's class, "Where is that kid who said that? I'll kick his as.. butt."

Jack shook his head, "Aidan's mom picked him up."

Closing the space between them, Emily rubbed her hand up and down his back, "Well bullies can be jerks. Let me tell you something ok? I want you to really hear me on this ok?"

Jack nodded looking up at her face relaxing in her presence.

"Jack, I love you" Emily said "I love you more than anything in this world."

"Even more than daddy?" Jack asked.

"Different from daddy" Emily said tapping his nose making him smile "You are my son. Biological or not, you are my baby and don't you ever let anyone tell you differently. Your daddy is your daddy, your angel mommy is still your angel mommy and I am your other mommy. We all love you and we're all your parents."

"But Bobby said that no one can have more than one mommy or daddy." Jack said.

Sighing Emily picked up the boy placing him on her lap and kissed his forehead.

"Then we should feel sorry for Bobby because there is no law that said someone can only have one mom or one dad. Families come in all different kinds, and you were one of the lucky ones to have two mommies. One to look out for you in Heaven and one to look out for you here." Emily told Jack.

"So I'm lucky?" Jack asked "Because I have two mommies?"

Nodding, Emily grabbed the backpack and set Jack down taking his hand "Yep. You, my little man, are special because everyone loves you. All your friends, me, daddy, and all your aunts and uncles. That is what makes a family. Love."

Emily looked over at Jack and said, "The only steps in this world are the ones that lead us to the people were meant to be with."

Jack tugged her hand down and said, "I love you, Mommy."

Bending over to hug Jack, "I love you too baby."

Walking over to the car Emily said, "Come on, let's go home."

"Can I drive?" Jack asked looking up at Emily.

"Sure" Emily said grinning at the sandy hair boy, "In about ten or eleven years."

"Mom" Jack whined.

The brunette chuckled closing the passenger side door and giving him a wink as she slid into the driver's seat.

"Parents can only give good advice or put them on the right paths, but the final forming of a person's character lies in their own hands." Anne Frank

The End

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