/ So, I keep forgetting to update this thing, but here it is; chapter 10. I'm getting all excited for the end :D. Anyway, enjoy reading it and as always, reviews are appreciated :) /

Chapter 10

8th November, 2012

"She is such a bitch," Emily snapped, chucking the previous day's paper down on the table in front of her. She and the team – minus Rossi – had gone out for breakfast. There wasn't really any special reason for it, except the fact they had all read the newspaper article and knew that Emily would be pissed off about it.

Morgan looked to her after swallowing his mouthful of coffee.

"At least Mark corrected them, right?" He said, meaning the article that had been printed that morning. It mentioned Mark Rossi, Dave's younger brother, had told them the woman was a fake and that the mother hadn't wanted to know about the sex of their baby until Rossi had awoken from his coma. He had also mentioned that they were in regular contact with the mother and had no idea who Marie Thomas was. Emily muttered something under her breath before nodding, sipping some of her orange juice.

"I guess so, but still. She had the fucking nerve to claim Dave was the father of her baby. Urgh, she better be glad I never met her," she said, rubbing her stomach. Emily was 6 months gone and that meant that Rossi only had 3 months to wake up – possibly more, possibly less – before she went into labour. She couldn't do it alone; she just couldn't raise their baby, his baby, alone.

"You should calm down. Stressing about it won't do any good for you or the baby," JJ said softly as she leant into Hotch, resting her head on his shoulder. "We'll all be there for you, and so will Rossi." Emily sighed, thankful that the waitress interrupted them to bring them their breakfast.

"If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask," she said with a smile, before wandering off to serve someone else. A silence consumed them all as they ate their breakfast. Ate was more like picked at it; Emily and Morgan were the only ones to actually eat it all. Emily only ate it for the sake of her baby; it might be the only thing she has to remember her lover by.

"So, what's everybody doing for Christmas next month?" Morgan asked finally, breaking the silence. Hotch glanced to JJ before smiling.

"We're taking the boys up to a log cabin and having Christmas there. Just something different, you know?" He said with a slight shrug as Reid nodded.

"I'm going to spend Christmas in Las Vegas with my mom. Did you know the 25th December wasn't celebrated as the birthday of Christ until the year AD 440?" He asked with the same 'innocent Reid' smile. Morgan chuckled and shook his head, not talking about the fact Reid had just brought up.

"I'm heading up to Chicago; spend my time with my mom and sisters." Emily remained quiet. She didn't know what she was going to do. Mark and Ade were staying down in New York to spend time with the family and it seemed everyone was leaving to spend time with their families. She would join Mark and Ade, but she didn't want to fly down and she didn't fancy leaving Dave; a Christmas at the hospital it was then.

"Don't worry Emily, I'm staying," she said with a smirk, almost reading her mind. "I'll make sure you and squirt have the best Christmas ever. Full 3 course meal – the works. It might be take-away or something, but we'll make it work," she said, in her usual bubbly manor. "There will be decorations and everything. My chocolate god is going to help me decorate before he goes." Morgan rolled his eyes but didn't say anything; it was for Emily and in a way, for Dave.

Emily went to protest, but there wasn't any point. It wasn't an argument she could win. A small smile graced her lips as she nodded.

"Thanks, Garcia, I'm looking forward to it."