Emily and Vegas
Disclaimer: I do not own criminal minds, nope.
'If I know what love is, it is because of you ' Herman Hesse.
"Morgan, can't you drive faster than this?!" Reid exploded.
Morgan looked across at him, "Calm down Daddy, we're almost there."
Hotch's hand patted him on the shoulder. "If it makes you feel any better Reid, first babies are almost always late."
"Late! Hotch are you kidding? This baby is almost six weeks early. Why did this have to happen when I was away?
"Look Reid, Garcia called us on the plane six hours ago to tell us Emily went into labour, everything's fine," Morgan pulled right up to the hospital doors. "Now you go right in we'll go park somewhere." The car pulled away.
Reid was frantic. He knew where the maternity ward was. He ran down the pristine white corridors towards a set of double glass doors. They opened, Emily's doctor came out, beside him was a young nurse holding a tiny pink bundle in her arms. Farther away in the distance he saw Garcia embracing Emily's mother. He stopped and tried to catch his breath. The young nurse walked towards him, she stopped in front of Reid and lifted the blanket off the tiny perfect face of a sleeping infant.
"You have a little girl Mr Reid, she's perfect, she weighs five pounds exactly."
Reid gazed down at his newborn daughter. He was mesmerized and instantly in love at the same time. He smiled at her shock of black hair. Her thick dark lashes rested on her perfect porcelain skin. She was all Emily, Reid stroked her soft cheek with his finger, it made her pucker her little rosebud mouth and sigh. He had never felt happier. He looked up at the face of the doctor. "Where's Emily?" He asked. The doctor's expression was grim. "Where's Emily" he repeated. He saw Garcia and Ambassador Prentiss walking toward him. Garcia had her arm around the older woman almost like she was holding her up. He saw their faces, they were crying. Reid felt panic creeping over him. "Where is Emily? I want to see her."
The doctor looked forlornly at him." Mr Reid, you were aware your wife had developed high blood pressure, well I'm afraid it spiked tremendously during labour. She suffered a massive stroke, we did everything we could, we couldn't save her."
Reid stepped back; he heard screaming and realized it came from him "YOU'RE LYING, YOU'RE LYING, WHERE IS EMILY? I WANT EMILY." He felt hands touch him, to try to hold him, "Stop! Stop! "He was sobbing now," Go away, you're lying, I want Emily. Don't touch me! I want Emily; I'm going to find Emily." Reid spun around pushing away the well meaning hands, all their faces a blur. He began to run down the endless corridor. He heard his name being called,
"Spencer!" He couldn't run anymore, everything was turning black.
"Emily! Emily! "He called
"Spencer!" he felt hands shaking him, he opened his eyes. A light came on, for a moment he didn't know where he was. He looked up and saw the worried face of Emily peering down at him. He sat up and grabbed her and held her tight. He couldn't stop trembling.
"Emily you're alright!" He placed his hands on her pregnant belly, "The baby's still inside you," She looked at him quizzically.
"I should hope so; I've got two months to go. That must have been some dream."
"It was horrible; I dreamt something terrible happened to you." He ran a shaky hand through his hair. Reid looked at her and hugged her to him again. "Are you ok? Did you see the doctor last week? How was your blood pressure?" He gripped her even tighter.
"Spencer, calm down, I'm right here I'm fine, the baby's fine. It was just a bad dream." She put her arms around him and stroked his back. "Now you've gone and done it."
"What have I done?"
"You woke me up and now baby genius thinks it's time to eat doughnuts, powdered ones with jam filling." She was trying to lighten the mood and change the subject.
Spencer relaxed a little. "I can get you that."
"How, we're in hotel room in Las Vegas."
"Exactly, everything is open 24 hours a day; I'll get you anything you want"
She kissed him. "No, I'm already big as a house."
"You're beautiful." he said earnestly. He couldn't let her go, the panic was easing but he still felt residual bits of fear floating around inside his head. The dream was too real. He held on to her; her body was soft and warm and her hair had the light scent of strawberries. He inhaled the sweetness of it and tried to force himself to calm down.
"I'm sorry." He said.
"Spencer do you realize that the last couple of times you visited Vegas, you've had nightmares?"
"Yes, I know."
She had to be careful here. "Do you think you should talk to someone about it?"
Reid shook his head. "Emily, I don't need someone else to tell me what's wrong with me. I have a degree in psychology."
She decided it was best to leave it alone for now. They only had a couple of days here to visit Reid's mother and then it was straight back to Quantico. She settled back down on the bed. Reid was practically clinging to her, she didn't mind, She left the light on, she wasn't quite sure why, but nightmares seemed less likely with the light on. Emily wrapped her arms around Spencer and pulled him even closer, she kissed his neck as he laid his head on her shoulder. Eventually his body began to relax and his breathing evened out. She could feel herself falling asleep. Then she heard him; it was barely a whisper but she definitely heard him.
"I love you Emily." His voice soft and sleepy.
"I love you too." She whispered. They drifted off into a dreamless sleep.
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Reid was nervous. He was usually nervous before he visited his mom. He never knew what kind of day she might be having. He was used to her, but Emily wasn't. This might be a lot to spring on her. This might be a lot for his mother as well.
He saw her sitting in the common room staring out the window. She was gripping a notebook. He took Emily's hand. "Let's do this." He said. With Emily in tow, he strode over and stood in front of his mother.
Diana looked up and saw her son with an attractive pregnant woman. She stood up somewhat confused. "Spencer, what are you doing here?"
Emily had always pictured Reid's mother as a frail grey haired old lady who babbled incoherently. Here in front of her stood a tall slender striking looking woman. She could see where Reid got his height from and despite her blond hair and blue eyes; they looked very much alike.
Diana sat down again, her eyes rested on Emily.
"We came to visit you Mom."
She studied Emily and frowned. "Is this one of my students Spencer?"
"No Mom, this is Emily."
"Pleased to meet you Mrs Reid." Emily held out her hand.
Diana ignored it, instead she turned to Spencer." Spencer," Her voice rather terse. "Did you impregnate this young woman?"
Spencer's jaw nearly hit the floor, Emily began to feel flush. "Ah ah... yes mom, how did you know?"
She nodded her head knowingly, "A mother knows"
Spencer fell back into a chair completely floored. Diana's brow furrowed, "What is it baby?" Emily loved that his mother called him baby, yet they didn't touch each other.
'Stop profiling' she admonished herself.
"I'm just surprised that's the first thing you thought of." Said Spencer.
Diana merely shrugged her shoulders, "It was well known in your father's family, that all Reid men possess a certain weakness for the pleasures of the flesh"
Reid wanted to crawl under the carpet. Emily smiled. "Really? She said.
"Why yes," Diana recounted, speaking as if she were delivering a class lecture. "I know they don't always look like they'd be oversexed, but I swear in the midst of passion they can be persuaded to do just about anything. Spencer, I thought because your intellect was so great that you might have been spared, but it appears to have finally caught up with you." She looked him over. "You are so thin."
'Oh kill me now.' Thought Spencer.
Emily was thoroughly fascinated. 'Useful information to have' she thought.
Diana looked closely at Emily. "You're much older than him."
"Yes, ma'm, I am."
"Do you like to read?" suddenly changing topic.
"Why yes."
"Favourite author dear, who is it?"
"Kurt Vonnugut."
Diana frowned, "Hmm contemporary novelist," She looked disappointed.
"But I do enjoy classic literature as well," Emily quickly added. "I love Marcel Proust, I studied his work at Yale, but it wasn't until I lived in Paris that I got to read him in the original French, that was when I gained a true appreciation."
Diana's eyes brightened. "Wonderful," she exclaimed. Reid felt relieved; Emily had won his mother over.
"So when are you getting married?"
'Good grief, they're all the same.' thought Emily, thinking of her own mothers reaction, which she still hadn't told Reid about.
"Mom, we're not getting married."
"Very well then. We should eat lunch before my next class; Emily can tell me more about Paris. I like this one Spencer. Emily, birth will be a wonderful experience."
"You think so?" said Emily.
"Oh yes, what with those child bearing hips of yours, It should be much easier" Spencer covered his mouth so Emily wouldn't see him laugh, which earned him a sharp elbow in the ribs."
"Keep laughing and you'll have to pleasure your own flesh Dr Reid," Emily whispered as the three made their way to the dining room. Spencer bit his tongue and thought that so far this visit hadn't turned out as bad as he had thought.
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He had sat in the car watching. Finally the couple emerged from the facility. He had waited a long time. They looked happy. The woman was obviously pregnant. Was this her? They stopped and kissed and then he saw him put his arms around her. Yes it was her. His hands shook. They were having a child, He hadn't known this and it made him feel unsettled, he wanted to follow them, but was afraid they would see him. He picked up the piece of paper and re read it, did he want to do this to them? Was it too selfish? He realized he was gripping the steering wheel, his knuckles were turning white. He already knew the answers to his questions. He stayed where he was until their car pulled away and they were completely out of sight.
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"Oh Emily... damn! What are you doing to me?" Reid panted "What brought this on?" He rested his forehead against hers; she was equally out of breath and answered him by covering his mouth with hers and lightly biting his lips. He was sitting naked, cross legged on the bed with Emily sitting astride him, her legs wrapped around his hips. JJ had given her a book on comfy sexual positions for pregnant women and she had circled her favourites. Reid had been a little taken aback when he saw it. "I don't want to know what Will and JJ did. Just surprise me ok." Emily laughed and promised she would.
When they had got back to the hotel, Emily said she wanted to take a nap, Reid said he'd have a shower, so he was rather surprised when he emerged from the bathroom wearing a towel around his waist that he was pounced on by a half dressed Emily.
He was starting to get his breath back. "Do mental institutions turn you on?" He ran his fingers over the silky white camisole she was wearing. Their bodies were both slick with sweat and he could see through the fabric. "Now I need a nap"
She shook her head. Her mind and body were still caught up in the afterglow. She ran her tongue down his neck and tasted salt, she clasped him tighter. "That was amazing," she purred."
"Well you know us oversexed Reid men." He deadpanned.
This made her laugh. They let go of each other and lay down on the bed next to one another. She curled up close. "I want to do it again." She whispered.
Reid gave her a sidelong glance and made a face as if he were doing mental calculations. "Ok...but you're going to have to give me at least ten or fifteen minutes."
This time it was her turn to be surprised. "I was kind of kidding, but wow, maybe your mom was right."
He took her hand and kissed it. "You'll wear me out before I'm 30." He pulled her camisole up and planted soft kisses on her stomach. She loved the attention and the fact he wasn't turned off by her rapidly growing belly.
Emily turned to him, "I get the feeling I might be having a girl," Reid felt a chill come over him as he recalled last night's dream.
"I don't have a preference; as long as you and the baby are fine, nothing else matters. Are you hungry?" He wanted to change topics.
Emily sat up. "I'm starved, lets go for dinner and walk the strip for awhile; show me your hometown."
"Sure, I'll get Elvis to marry us while were at it." He saw the look she shot him." Ok, maybe just get some ice cream then."
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He sat in a coffee shop across from their hotel. He wanted to see them again. Finally they emerged, they were both smiling. They were engaged in some kind of animated conversation. What should he do? What if they saw him? He doubted it would make them happy. He leaned back and lit a cigarette, the first one he smoked in nearly 20 years.
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Morgan was late; he hurried into the BAU when he noticed the entire team standing in the kitchen. He joined them. They were all holding identical pieces of paper. Morgan reached into his pocket and pulled one out as well.
"I see we all have them." said Hotch.
"Kevin got one too." said Garcia.
Morgan re read his, "When are Prentiss and Reid coming back?" he asked, frowning at the paper.
"Why am I included in this?" Jordan complained. "I'm new here."
"I don't know, and they'll be back tomorrow, Morgan." answered Hotch
"They are going to be so pissed. Shouldn't we warn them?" Rossi said in outraged tones
Garcia held up her paper. "It clearly says not to."
The unit chief sighed, "Look we have to do this, and we have to play by her rules, Prentiss and Reid must be kept in the dark until it's over." The team didn't like it but they agreed.
"Ok, let's get back to work." One by one the team filed back to their desks. All except for Rossi. Agent Anderson walked in to the kitchen to pour himself a coffee. He noted the look on Rossi's face.
"It looked pretty intense in here, bad case Sir?"
Rossi shook his head, "Nope, not that."
"What is that thing?" he said, pointing to the paper in Rossi's hand.
Thrice married Rossi looked at the paper with disgust. "It's an invitation to a surprise baby shower for Prentiss and Reid from Ambassador Prentice. Though I think the surprise for them is going to be she's telling everyone who will listen it's a surprise baby shower/engagement party. She wants her daughter married."
Anderson let out a low whistle. "Is Strauss invited too?"
Rossi grimaced. "Thanks I hadn't even thought of that." The event was three weeks away and already Rossi had a headache. 'Poor kids, they won't know what hit em. '
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FIN.
AN: First I must apologize for the first part of the story. I wanted Reid to have a nightmare that was really bad. I thought it ended fairly fluffy, not sure if that is good or bad it just seemed to take on a life of it's own by that point.
