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Three

Marriage

"If I get married, I want to be very married."
― Audrey Hepburn

That day Emily, Sarah and Desiree decided to take Elizabeth to the hands-on museum, she was right at that age where she enjoyed touching everything, and sticking it in her mouth. Needless to say, the hands-on museum would be perfect for her.

Emily did have to say that she was much more relaxed around Sarah and Desiree once they stopped asking about the wedding. She was also more relaxed now that she and Derek had discussed the possibility of having another child.

The day was going well until the drive home, it was almost two in the afternoon and Elizabeth was getting fussy. She hadn't had her nap and was making it clear that she wouldn't have the bottle Emily was offering. She sighed, they had more than an hour to drive and Elizabeth was screaming. Emily pulled out a pacifier and offered it. Elizabeth spit it out.

"Please, baby?" Emily pleaded with the child. "Come on, I know you want to nurse but I can't do that right now." Elizabeth only screamed louder. "Okay then…let's see if I remembered your blanket." Emily dug around in the diaper bag and pulled Lizi's blanket out. "Here you go."

Finally Elizabeth stopped screaming, her cries changed into pitiful little whimpers and Emily kissed her hair and held her tiny hand. "I know you won't be going to sleep but Mama's here." She whispered, softening at the sight of her young daughter so sad.

She was right, Elizabeth never did fall asleep, and as soon as the group got home she took her up stairs to put her down for a nap. Derek was talking on the phone to Garcia, who wasn't too happy with the no wedding thing. "Hey babe," Derek winked at her as Garcia was raving.

"Hey" Emily smiled kissing his cheek and sitting on the rocking chair, and rocking Elizabeth.

"Bye Garcia." Derek smiled and hung up. "How was the museum?"

"Well it was fun until about noon when she started to get fussy." Emily kissed Elizabeth's head of curls and rocked slowly.

"Well it happens, she's just sleepy." He smiled.

"Yeah, she wasn't going to sleep for the bottle." She sighed. "So she waited until we were here."

"Okay, I'll bring you some lunch." Derek smiled kissing her again.

"Thank you." Emily smiled.

When Emily finally got Elizabeth to sleep and laid her in the crib, Derek had brought her lunch. She ate her sandwich quietly, her stomach churning. The feeling was familiar and yet she couldn't place it. She frowned and put her sandwich down.

"Are you okay?" Derek asked.

"I-I'm fine, I think I'm just going to lie down okay?" She asked.

"Okay, I'll take the baby down stairs." He was careful to lift Elizabeth so she wouldn't wake and he went down stairs with her.

Derek was worried about Emily; she looked like she was going to be sick. He'd never seen her this way before, even when she'd woken up she looked pale and sick. He was hoping it was just the flu but he was having his doubts, she almost never lay down in the middle of the afternoon.

He sat in the arm chair with Elizabeth laying on him. He knew he'd have to hold her for well over an hour for her nap. He probably could've left her upstairs she probably wouldn't have woken Emily but he wanted to be sure. He sat back against the chair and felt Lizi try to roll over in his arms.

After a very long hour Emily came down. "Derek, you could've just left her upstairs." She sighed.

"I know but she babbles in her sleep, and you needed some rest." Derek smiled at her.

"Well okay, how about you wake her up and I'll get her some food." Emily smiled, though she clearly wasn't feeling well.

Derek gently woke his daughter up and she opened her big brown eyes and smiled at him. "Hello princess, come on Mommy's got lunch for you." He took her into the kitchen where Emily was waiting for him.

"Hi baby!" Emily smiled at Lizi, Derek set her in the high chair and Emily started to spoon food into her mouth.

"Emily, are you okay?" Derek asked, sitting next to her.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm sure it's just cramps; that's all." She said dismissively. Derek frowned; clearly she hadn't been watching the calendar, because that should've been a week ago.

"Em, it's the 20th of December." Derek said.

"It's what?!" Emily yelped.

"The 20th of December." He said. "Emily, are you… okay?"

"I-I'm fine. It's probably nothing." Emily dismissed nervously.

"Okay, if you're sure." He said. "Anyway have you decided on when we should go sign the marriage certificate?"

"Oh, yeah I was thinking we could go today your sisters volunteered to watch Lizi." Emily smiled.

"Really?" He smiled. "That'd be great."

"Okay then, just let me finish with Lizi and then we can go." She smiled back at him.

Thirty minutes later the two of them were signing their marriage certificate. Emily had decided to keep her last name as opposed to taking his. This was something that had caused quite a bit of tension between Derek's mother and Emily. He was just fine with her keeping her own name, it was her choice, and it would make it harder for anyone to make the connection.

"Derek, where are you going? The house is that way." Emily frowned as she realized he was going in the wrong direction.

"You and I are going to dinner and then –so we can have some privacy –I made reservations at the Hilton Inn, nothing special but it will work." He smiled.

"But, m-my baby's all alone." Emily said. He could see the panic rising in her chest.

"Honey, she'll be fine. Sarah and Desiree are watching her tonight." Derek smiled at her, chuckling a bit because it was kind of cute when she got nervous like that. She hardly ever was nervous about anything.

Back at BAU headquarters, Garcia had called the team for one last case before the holidays. "Okay, so this one if particularly gruesome and it hits pretty close to home. This unsub has been targeting couples spending the night in various hotels around Chicago, mostly small hotels, the big chains of hotels seem to be left alone. He is um, then doing this to their bodies…this is where I look away and you tell me when it's over." Garcia turned.

"He's slicing out their gentiles?" Reid asked.

"Okay, okay Reid, honey, when I said I was looking away it didn't mean I needed a description, but yes. Which is why I've made us all reservations at the Hilton Inn which is untouched because I love all my babies and I don't want this happening to them." She grimaced shutting off the screen.

"Garcia, since we're short of Morgan, Prentiss, and JJ, you'll be coming with us." Hotch ordered.

"Um, sir I really don't think that's a very good idea." Garcia muttered.

"I know, you can stay at the hotel, but you need to come with just in case you're needed." He ordered.

"Yes sir, oh, and something else I've found when looking through the Hilton's database is that Emily and Derek are in this same hotel for one night only, so I do believe they finally tied the knot while they were there. They called earlier and said they didn't want me to plan a huge extravagant wedding." Garcia pouted.

"I'm sorry Garcia, whoever gets married next you can plan the wedding for." JJ smiled, rubbing her now five months pregnant stomach.

"Thank you, but I've already planned that baby shower, three of them." She smiled, grabbing her Go Bag and leaving after Hotch.