Title: Hiding Place
Author: Trista Groulx (dustytiger)
Rating: T (same as the show)
Disclaimer: I don't own CM, it belongs to CBS et al. And I don't own the song that inspired this fic Serena Ryder and her record label do. Don't sue I am just a lowly barista.
Summary: Reid wakes up to find Prentiss curled up to him. Where will their relationship go?
Notes: Well this is the end. The song is of course the one that inspired everything. Congrats to those of you who figured it out. Oh so smart cookies. Thank you for all the support. I can't believe it's over, I'm glad so many people enjoyed this. It means sooo much to me.

O and, darling can I touch your face ? And let your eyes fall into loves embrace, Forever isn't far, It's coming soon, Its gonna come for you

Reid and Prentiss had been dating for nearly two years. The whole day Prentiss had been focusing on the day Reid had proposed to her. That had been their day. That had been the moment they had committed their lives to one another, not that day at her mother's church packed with every dignitary in the Washington area. The couple had tried four times to elope to Las Vegas. Twice a case came up to stop them, once there was a storm that hit grounding everything and the third time a terrorist tip had been called in about the train they had planned on taking instead, which Prentiss was still sure had been her mother. That had been two months ago and with all of her mother's calls about last minute wedding plans whenever they didn't have a case meant that they couldn't beat her to the punch.

Prentiss had only agreed to setting a date for a large gathering after her mother had told her that her father had been saving his whole life for her wedding, so that his little girl would have the wedding of her dreams, she didn't have the heart to tell her mother she had never really dreamed about her wedding, and it was a nice gesture from her father. Often times while she was planning different aspects of the wedding she would get upset, missing her father, which was why they had tried to elope. Reid hated to see her so emotionally drained, and they were both relieved when the day finally came.

Reid had assured her that he didn't care where or when, or how they were married so long as they were married and at the end of the day she was happy. He also wanted to be able to see her walking toward him in a white dress. He knew that planning the whole thing with her mother was a challenge for her, and often times she didn't really listen to their ideas or would take a small idea and make it much bigger than either of them really wanted. They both had trouble telling the ambassador the truth about how they felt about her great ideas since she was the one who had been paying for everything.

Some of the ambassadors ideas seemed old fashioned to them, but Prentiss still jumped at the opportunity to have two wedding dresses. She had let her mother choose her dress for the ceremony and picked her dress for the reception with Garcia and JJ. The dress she walked down the aisle to Reid wearing was very traditional, made of lace, with a long train and had flutter sleeves. Although it hadn't been her first choice she was still happy to see Reid's jaw drop as she walked toward him on David Rossi's arm. There was a moment they were sure he had stopped breathing. She locked eyes with him, and they smiled at each other, glad that they could still focus on each other with so many people around.

She was even more pleased with the look on his face when she saw the look on his face when she changed into her dream dress. It was a halter style dress, with a low back, a mermaid style skirt. The whole gown was embellished with beading. The grin on his face when he saw her proved to her how much he liked the dress. They had gotten pictures taken with her wearing both the dresses before they went toward the reception hall. Although Prentiss thought the whole ceremony and reception had been too much, Reid had assured her on the limo ride to the ceremony that he was happy. All he wanted was to be able to marry him. It wasn't what they had really wanted but they were married and it had made her mother happy. The emcee, who Prentiss had identified as a cousin she used to be close to announced that it was time for the couple's first dance.

Reid nervously led his new wife to the dance floor. Although the ambassador had gotten them both dance lessons for their dance Reid still wasn't sure he would be able to move once the music started. They got the middle of the dance floor in the huge ballroom and Prentiss laid her head against Reid's chest, and it was like the rest of the room disappeared as he placed his arms where he was to hold. The music started and Prentiss gasped, realising it was not the song her mother had chosen as an appropriate song for her daughter's first dance.

"Spencer," she whispered.

"Just listen to it, it's more – us."

She nodded and they began to move to the music slowly as they were taught to do. By the end of the song there were tears in Prentiss' eyes. Reid gently touched her face, and wiped her tears away, kissing her forehead softly. He knew that the song had moved her, as it did for him when he first heard it. He had gone back to talk to the dance instructor after their class and she was playing the song in her office, and Reid had to know what it was. He could see Ambassador Prentiss coming toward them.

"I am never recommending that DJ to anyone. I told him that I could get him a lot of work if he did a good job, but making the bride cry playing the wrong song! This a moment you and Spencer can't get back," she sighed.

"Mother."

"If it wasn't for the fact that we need music for the rest of the evening I would fire that man right now. I told him the song, it's very popular if he didn't own it we could have bought a CD or digital whatever he uses to ensure this moment was perfect."

"It was."

"Emily you're crying."

"Happy tears, Mother. Spencer chose the song. This is our wedding right?"

"It is, and I suppose it was a nice song, just not what I would have chosen as a wedding song."

"It suited us the moment I heard it. I know I should have told you I changed the song," Reid explained. "I wanted to surprise Emily."

"I always wanted Emily to find a man who would love her like you do."

Prentiss began to feel tears forming again. "You've never admitted you've approved of anything I've ever done, Mom."

"I may not say it but I am proud of you, Emily."

Originally the couple had planned on faking an illness as an excuse to leave their reception early, but after many of the politicians left they began to have fun celebrating with their friends and her family they began to enjoy themselves. They danced and celebrated a lot later than either of them planned, before they went to the truck. Prentiss wasn't surprised to see the Garcia had decorated the vehicle to the nines. They two of them laughed, giving their friends last hugs before they went to the train station to leave for their honeymoon.

Prentiss was laying on Reid's shoulder, trying to sleep, but she wasn't able to. She found the movement of the train comforting, but her mind was racing. Reid was reading a book next to her. He ran his finger through her hair as he read, she thought it was amazing how he could focus on reading, but still comfort her. She looked up and smiled at him. They were enjoying the moment together, knowing that there would be no interruptions. She leaned in and kissed him softly.

"Hm, this is nice," she whispered. "You were right the pace of a train is so much more relaxing."

"It is, Emily what's on your mind?" he asked, putting down the book.

"You know the team has bets going on whether or not I'll be pregnant when we return."

"I do, but you know that being on our honeymoon doesn't really change your chances of becoming pregnant that drastically. Even though we will not have any interruptions which would lead most to believe we would have more time for intercourse, you know that the volume doesn't matter so much as the timing. It all depends on where you are in your cycle."

After a year of dating Prentiss got in her head that she wanted to become pregnant, not because she wanted to delay their wedding, but because she knew that she was going to have a higher risk pregnancy. Reid had done days of research about fertility and she was fairly certain that he knew more about a woman's reproductive system than most women she knew. She nodded to acknowledge she was still listening to him. She looked up at him, and could tell that his train of thought was switching tracks.

"Come to think of it, Emily now that I am trying to do the calculation of where you might be in your fertility cycle it occurs to me that," he trailed off.

"It's been six weeks since my last period," she continued. "I thought it was just the stress of the wedding. I've never been very regular and stress has always affected me this way."

"As you've kept telling me in the morning when you say you're too nauseous to eat or drink anything."

She nodded. "I guess I didn't want to admit my own symptoms, but I took a test this morning."

"And?"

"It seems that Rossi and Hotch are going to owe JJ fifty dollars each, and Morgan is going to owe Garcia a new netbook. I know you know that you were worried about us having a child early into our marriage because you've researched the statistics, but you agreed to try because you knew the risk to me. I just need to know – Spencer, are you happy about this?"

Reid couldn't believe what he was hearing. At first he didn't believe what he was hearing but the more heard the bigger his smile became. He went to say something, but he wasn't sure what to say. Instead he simply nodded, grinning like a fool. He then kissed her softly, but pulled away when he realised that there were tears in her eyes.

"Did I do something wrong?" he asked.

"I'm happy. I guess all the emotions from today are getting the better of me," she replied.

"It's perfectly normal for your emotions to be like this when you're pregnant. Wow. We're going to have a baby."

"I know it doesn't feel real. My mom is going to be happy that we were married before we found out."

"I know, it's kind of perfect that it happened this way, and she'll get to watch him or her grow up. Both our mothers will be involved. I never thought I'd want her to be so involved in our lives."

"Me either, but I'm happy that you do. Wait a minute, you went out with Garcia and JJ today, and you did the toast, and…"

"Doctor Reid you act like I can't be stealthy and make my friends think I'm drinking so they don't ask a million questions before I tell my husband the good news. At the bar last night I talked to the bartender before they arrived to make me something non-alcoholic that they wouldn't realise was, and I would pay the same price and she could pocket the rest as tips for her help. I talked to caterer today and they switched my wine to grape juice, and anytime anyone bought a drink for me there wasn't any alcohol in it. You know I would never do anything that could hurt this baby."

"I knew you wouldn't, I just thought I saw what I saw."

"I know I should have taken the test sooner so that this wouldn't have been an issue, but I got through it without having a drop of alcohol, and I've even switched to decaf. When we get back I'll tell Hotch and I'll see if I can stay out of the field. But I'm not a piece of glass Spencer, and I'll be careful but I still need to live my life."

"I know you will be, and I've looked into what activities are safe during pregnancy. I know you need to stay healthy and keeping your same routines helps that, but I still worry about you- both of you."

Prentiss put her hand on her stomach, tears starting to form. "Spencer, suddenly this feels so real. We're going to have a baby. This is going to change everything."

"We've discussed this before, and we've decided that one of us should step down after you're off maternity leave."

"What if I can't?"

"We discussed that too, I will be happy whatever you chose. If I end up as a stay at home father than I'll be able to prove to myself I'm not nothing like my father."

"Even if I stay home I know you could never do to us what your father did to you. You're nothing like him. Let's focus on our honeymoon and our baby for now, hm?"

"Okay."

She curled up on his shoulder again, and this time they each placed a hand on her belly. They both closed their eyes, just to relax a little, but the movement of the train, and rhythmic sound of it going down the track soon lulled them both to sleep. Both were glad that they had finally found something good and would have it in their lives for the rest of it.

The End

Notes: Well that was that. That's the end. I know some of you are sad it's over but I only had so many verses in the song. I'm working on some stuff right now, and doing challenges on Chit Chat on Author's Corner. I will post new stuff when I have it complete as always. Thank you for the support you are all amazing. Heart – trista