JUST A FILLER CHAPTER REALLY.
The team were all in the office, not working a case for once, just catching up on a huge amount of paper work.
"Em, are you ok?" Spencer asked, noticing she looked as if she had a headache.
"I think I'm getting a migrane." She said.
" tell Hotch, you should go home." Reid said, concerned, he had noticed Emily had been feeling sick and getting Migranes frequently for around a month and a half now.
"No... no... I'll be fine." She said, trying to avoid putting her head on her desk.
"Ok..." Reid looked confused now. "Well take 2-3 aspirin." He said.
"Thanks Reid, but really no." She said, trying to avoid aspirin, not knowing whether or not it could harm the baby.
"Ok Emily..." He said, even more confused, why was she refusing to take painkillers if she was clearly suffering? This was strange, something defiantly wasn't quite right with Emily. Thinking back over the past month he thought. Maybe she could be pregnant,, her breasts did look a little bigger, but that didn't quite make sense to Dr Reid who wasn't aware of her having had sex with anyone in the recant months.
Rossi was in his office and noticed Emily had put her head on her desk, a few minutes later, going down the stairs he went over and asked Spencer first. "What's up with Em today?" He asked.
"Migrane." Reid replied.
"Hmm..." Rossi thought, who had also been noticing Emily's strange behavior and random illnesses lately.
"Em?" He went over to her and asked gently, shaking her very gently, to make sure she hadn't passed out.
"What Rossi?" She Grumbled, head still on the desk.
"Sit up a minute." He ordered, however sounding concerned.
"Ugh." Emily sighed and heaved herself up.
"Look Em. If you honestly tell me what's going on with you, you can lay down in my office for the rest of the day, or until the migraine passes." He told her, bribing her a little, despite already having ideas of what was wrong with Emily.
"Fine." Emily groaned. "I'll tell you this evening, just don't tell anyone." She said, trying to sound threatening when warning him not to tell.
Going up to Rossi's office, he helped her stand and walked with her. "6pm ok." He told her as she laid down groaning and closed her eyes. "Fine 6pm." She agreed weakly.
Sitting at his desk to do his work, about an hour later he noticed Emily was fast asleep and laughed to himself a little. "Poor girl." He said to himself, and contemplated looking in her file, thinking he knew already and not wanting to wait until 6pm. Being the kind gentleman he is he didn't, and just got on with the ever increasing amount of paper work, which seemed to have been building up as they had had a heavy run of cases lately.
Hotch knocked on Rossi's office door as he wanted to speak to him.
"Hello Aaron." He greeted. "What can I help you with?"
"Could you get up Emily's file for me? My laptops down." He asked.
"No can do I'm afraid Aaron." Rossi said, although looking in Emily's file was tempting to himself. "Lost my password." He lied.
"Is she ok?" He asked, noticing she was sleeping in his office.
"Migrane." He replied. "Look if Emily has something she feels is important to tell you, she will. Trust her on that one, there's no need for you to be looking in her file." He said, looking over at Emily briefly.
"Yeah... I guess." Hotch replied sighing. What was wrong with Emily? It Puzzled him. Maybe Garcia would know, she could probably find Emily's entire life story so far in less than a minute. Saying goodbye to Rossi he headed to Garcia's office to see if he could find out what was up with Emily.
"Hello Agent Hotchner." She greeted, noticing he was at the door. "What can I help you with?" She asked.
"Emily. Can you look up her medical records?" He asked.
"Why Sir?" She asked. "Isn't that snooping?"
"I guess... but you've noticed her lately, my computers down so I can't check her file, I just want to see if there's something she hasn't told me but I should really know about."
Garcia sighed, she was also concerned about Emily. Thinking for a second, if Emily had something to hide she probably would have made sure it stayed in super sealed records and off any file, there wasn't really any point in it. "Look Aaron, I don't feel comfortable snooping round Emily's business." She told him. "Sorry but no can do."
"Fine Garcia." He sighed and headed back to his office, thinking about it, knowing Emily she probably bribed someone not to put whatever it was that she was hiding on her file. Next he figured he would call Roxanne into his office, she was Emily's daughter, so if anyone on the team knew something it was likely to be her.
"Hello Aaron. What did you want?" She asked, slightly confused as to why she was called into his office and the door was closed.
"Emily." He said. "What isn't she telling us?"
"Uh, see..." Roxanne wasn't really sure how to respond.
"You know something." He said bluntly.
"Yes... I know something, but it's classified information and honestly Hotch, she'll tell you when she's ready." Roxanne replied, hoping he didn't question her.
"Ok... so you won't tell me?" He asked again.
"Sorry Hotch. I wouldn't normally deny I request from my Boss but she's my mother and I was sworn to secrecy." She apologised.
"Ok. Well. I'll just wait until she tells me then." He sighed and let Roxanne go back to her work, also got back on with his.
6pm came, fortunately everyone went home early, so it was just Rossi and Emily left, waking Emily up gently, he waited a minute for her to sit up and look like she was actually able to hold a coherent conversation.
"So then?" He asked, sitting next to her.
"I'm Pregnant." She replied, a sense of excitement in her voice.
"I see, who else knows?"
"Roxanne." She replied.
"Ok. That would make sense." He responded, thinking about all the times she had covered for Prentiss lately. "And you haven't told Hotch why?" He asked, hoping this wasn't going where he thought it was.
"He's the father..." She said,suddenly sounding very ashamed.
"Ah, that's awkward." Rossi replied. "I won't tell him." He responded, sounding truthful.
"Thanks Rossi." She thanked him and even smiled a little.
"So how far along are you?"
"About 9 weeks."
"You'll have to tell him your pregnant soon then, your breasts are looking bigger now, and you'll start to show soon."
"Ugh Rossi, don't mention my breasts." She said sighing. "And I know, it starts to show at 12 weeksish."
"Ok. I won't mention your breasts, and tell him. Soon." He advised. "You don't have to say who the father is, although he might work it out. Just tell him your pregnant." He said hugging her gently.
"Thanks Rossi." She said, then wished him goodbye and headed off home.
