Thump, thump, thump. Emily's eyes fluttered open. She couldn't figure out what that sound was. All she knew was she was warm and happy.

Thump, thump, thump. Everything came flooding back to her and she nearly fell out of bed, when her and Spencer popped up in a panic.

"Shit," Spencer whispered as he slipped out of bed trying to gather his things. "Shit, shit, shit."

"Here," Emily said throwing his briefs and pants to him.

He caught them and ran straight to the bathroom.

"Hang on, I'm coming," Emily called out.

She threw her nightgown back on and opened the door a crack. Derek and Luke stood outside the door looking at her inquisitively.

"Took you long enough," Derek said with a teasing attitude.

"I was getting ready to shower," she said rolling her eyes.

"You were getting ready to shower, so you didn't hear us pounding on the door?" Derek asked eyeing her out.

She could tell they were on to her. She hoped they would drop it and go away.

"What do you want, other than to annoy me?" she asked.

"We are heading out in 20 minutes. Hotch wants everyone to meet in the lobby," Luke said.

"Alright, message delivered. Now go. Quit wasting my 20 minutes," Emily said as she started to shut the door.

Derek's hand palmed the door, stopping it from shutting. Emily looked at him startled.

"Reid, you heard that, right? 20 minutes, lobby," Derek called with a smirk.

Luke tried to hold back his laughter as Emily stared at him in shock. She looked back at the bathroom and back at Derek, her eyes wide. Derek winked at her before he and Luke walked away laughing together.

Emily slowly closed the door and Spencer's head popped out of the bathroom. He was dressed, but didn't fully step out until he was sure they were alone.

"They know?" he said.

"Apparently," Emily said rubbing her face with her hands.

Spencer stood nervously chewing on his bottom lip.

"I should probably go," he said.

"Yea," Emily agreed.

"I'll see you in a bit," he said as he walked past her.

Emily nodded and watched him go. She hoped that only Luke and Derek knew, but how long would they keep their mouths shut if they hadn't already blabbed. This could get messy real quick.

(xxxxx)

When Emily reached the lobby, she saw Derek talking with J.J. and Luke talking with Hotch. She couldn't grab Luke without suspicion, so she walked over to Derek.

"Hey, can we talk a sec?" she said smiling brightly.

J.J. stepped away to chat with Hotch and Luke as Emily grabbed Derek roughly by the arm and pulled him further away from big ears.

"How did you know?" Emily asked in a hushed voice.

"Prentiss, we're profilers," Derek said grinning. Emily folded her arms across her chest and stared at him. "And I saw him go into your room last night. I may have passed by and considered joining the party when I heard some …" he trailed off wiggling his eyebrows.

Emily slapped him on the arm. "And you told everyone?" she said angrily.

"No, I didn't tell everyone. Your room was attached to Alvez's you dunce. He came storming out to ask his neighbors to keep it down. When I told him who it was, he decided to let you finish. You owe him a thank you," Derek said jokingly.

Emily's face blushed at the thought of being heard by her co-workers. She hoped they wouldn't tease Spencer too much for it. She knew he would be mortified and he'd been humiliated enough throughout his life.

Just then, Spencer walked into the lobby with Rossi. He looked in their direction and his eyes immediately dropped to the floor. His cheeks turned red. Emily turned to Derek once more.

"Please don't tell anyone, Derek," she said with pleading eyes.

"Emily, look, I am thrilled for you and Reid. Seriously. That Lacy chick … she's going to drag him down. You … you compliment him. You bring out the best in him," Derek said. "We've all seen it for some time, it was just a matter of you two figuring it out. That being said, I don't want to put any unnecessary bumps in your relationship. You have my word."

Emily smiled at him, but then frowned.

"You really think everyone knows?" she asked.

"I don't think everyone knows you got together last night, but I know everyone sees how much you care about each other. We've talked about it many times when you guys weren't around," he said grinning.

"Are you kidding me?" she said looking over at Spencer who was laughing with J.J.

"You know how we all know Luke is sweet on Penelope?" he said.

Emily thought about it for moment. "Well, shit."

Derek laughed and clapped his hand on her back as they walked over to join the group. A few minutes later they left to board the jet.

(xxxxx)

After everyone had left the airstrip, Emily and Spencer climbed back out of their cars to talk.

"I talked to Derek, he promised he wouldn't say anything," she told him.

"Luke told me the same thing," he said. "Then asked for details."

"Figures," Emily said rolling her eyes. "You didn't say anything, did you?" she wondered. He didn't seem like the type to brag about his sexual encounters, but if it kept him from being the object of their teasing, maybe he would.

"No! God, no! That's between you and me. I wouldn't share you with anyone, so why would I share our personal moments with others?" he said almost appalled that she had thought he would.

Emily smiled at him. His words always seemed to make her feel like the young girl she had been long ago, who believed in love and wasn't jaded by life. She was never a blusher, but damn it, if his sensitivity didn't melt her walls.

"So," Emily said looking down at her feet. "What do we do now?"

"Well, I guess I need to go home and break things off with Lacy," he said.

Emily wrapped her arms around his neck as he placed his hands on her hips.

"Are you sure this is what you want? She's younger than I am and much prettier –"

"You are more beautiful in everyway, Emily Prentiss. Outside and Inside. Your beauty is more spectacular than the aurora borealis. More beautiful than a sunset over a crystal blue ocean. More beautiful than –"

"Ok, ok, I get it," she giggled as she snuggled into his chest to hide her pink cheeks. "Call me tomorrow?"

He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers. Unlike the previous night, this kiss was slow, deliberate, and gentle. When they parted, Emily smiled shyly, which was unusual for her. He loved this vulnerable side of her.

"Goodnight Emily," Spencer said as he watched her walk back to her car.

She stopped and turned around.

"Goodnight."

(xxxxx)

Spencer opened the door to his apartment and noticed right away that his lights were on. He sighed, wishing he didn't have to deal with this tonight. He walked into the bedroom to find Lacy sitting in a negligee smiling at him. He furrowed his brow at her.

"How did you know I was coming home?" he asked, as he hadn't texted her.

"I activated the find my iPhone app on your phone. I know where you are at all times if I want," she said as if it weren't the most possessive and creepiest thing to say. "How was the case?"

"Uh, fine," he said startled by her admission.

"I've been so excited for you to come home. I have a surprise for you," she said digging into her nightstand.

"Lacy, I think we need to talk," he said as he placed his bag on a nearby chair.

"First, open your gift," she said handing him an envelope.

Spencer stared at her extended hand hesitantly. He slowly reached out and took the envelope from her. She sat by watching him with a smile on her face. Spencer opened the envelope and pulled out pictures of a sonogram.

"It's our baby! Look how cute, she looks like a peanut," she said excitedly.

Spencer stared at the photo in stunned silence, his heart pounding with a mixture of emotion. That little peanut was his child. He created that being, but God, he didn't want it to be coming from Lacy.

"You said she?" he said barely above a whisper. "Isn't it too early to tell?"

"A mother always knows, Spencer," she said rolling her eyes.

He looked at her suspiciously. "Where did you hear that?"

"Hear what?" she asked frowning at him.

"That saying, a mother always knows," he asked.

"Spencer, are you alright? You are acting really strange tonight. Maybe you should lie down," Lacy suggested as she stood up to guide him toward the bed.

He let her move him and sat down onto the bed. The pictures of the baby still clutched in his hands. Before he knew what was happening, Lacy had straddled his lap and pulled his mouth to hers. He tried to pull away, but she just moved down his neck.

"Lacy, stop. We need to talk," he said as he tried to push her off of him.

"No talking," she said pulling his finger into her mouth.

"Stop, I'm serious," he said as he squirmed to get up.

He was finally able to get out from under her. He jumped to his feet and put distance between them. Lacy sat on the bed glaring at him.

"Lacy, I'm sorry. I can't do this," he said.

"Sex won't hurt the baby," she said still staring him down.

"No, this," he gestured. "Us. I can't do this with you anymore. I will be there to help with the baby and I will support you both in any way I can, but I don't want to be with you," he said.

If looks could kill, Spencer would have burst into flames. What caught him completely off guard was the smile that suddenly crossed her lips.

"That doesn't work for me. See I want you and whether you like it or not you're going to stay with me. I have a lot of connections, Spencer. When I don't get what I want, I get angry and when I get angry people get hurt," she said raising her eyebrow.

"I know where everyone you care about lives. I know how to get to them and how to make it look like an accident. Most importantly, I know what you and Emily have done. Believe me when I say that if she gets in my way, I will take her out of the picture for good," she slowly stood up from the bed.

"You make your choice, but it had better be a choice you can live with," she sauntered out of the bedroom. Stopping to poke her head back in the room. "By the way, you probably won't want to mention this to anyone on your team. I know a lot about them as well and I'm more than willing to play God with their lives too."

Spencer stood in the bedroom, mouth gapping in stunned silence. His dream of finally being with Emily was dissolving around him. This was going to destroy her, but he had to. He couldn't risk her safety. He'd rather live the rest of his life miserable, than live his life without Emily.