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Chapter 11

Hotch stirred as the light from the sun became overwhelming. It was not bad, just unfamiliar. He smiled as he felt Penelope still in his arms, snuggled closer than he remembered. He still pictured her sleeping in his arms as he drifted to sleep, and his smile broadened as he woke up next to her. He didn't want to move, for fear of disrupting the moment, although he was sure that he would never tire of waking up with her in his arms. Hotch only held on tighter when he felt her stir awake, and his heart warmed a little while he watched her eyes flutter open, and her face brighten with a smile.

"Morning," she said as she woke to find Hotch staring at her when she woke. The thought made her smile, she could definitely never tire of waking up next to this man for the rest of her life.

"Good morning, beautiful," he whispered as his hand gently caressed her cheek. His heart sped up as he watched her cheeks turn a lovely shade of pink. They both laid there, in each others arms for a few more minutes, relishing the feel of it, slowly mending the breaks their hearts had felt over the last few months. They were exactly what the other needed, and now that they had finally found each other, they would never let go.

Sadly, the moment ended when Hotch announced that they had to be leaving soon if they were to make good time. He left her to get ready while he did so in the spare bedroom. When he was done, he decided to make her breakfast. Penelope smiled as she walked down the stairs, the mouth-watering aromas filling her senses. She could not believe how things had changed in the last couple of hours.

"To what do I owe this pleasure?" she asked, a smile gracing her lips.

"Well, I have to keep you and the little guy fed and happy," he replied, smiling when she wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Oh, so sure it's a boy? Could be a little girl, get you wrapped around her little finger." she shot back, a coy smile on her lips. She loved this. She loved how they had come together. How they could talk about their unborn child so easily. She could really picture Hotch holding their baby daughter, a warmth spreading through her body.

"Is it? Do you know?" he asked, turning to face her, his voice thick with emotion and hope.

"I don't know. I was scared when I went. I didn't really know what was gonna happen, but I knew that I would love him or her no matter what, so it didn't really matter at the time," she admitted. She went to her first real doctors appointment alone, and she was terrified. She just wanted to know if her baby was healthy, and anything other than that seemed irrelevant at the time.

"Well, that's okay. It can be our little surprise when he decides to make his appearance known." he said, happiness and teasing in his voice.

"Yes, well she sure does already have papa wrapped around her little finger, look at this spread," she said, glancing at the food covering her kitchen counter.

"I was planning on packing some food for the trip, to make sure no one went too long without some food," Hotch told her, teasing.

"Mmmm, spoiling your girls already," she said, looking down as she blushed.

"Damn right," he said, conviction behind his voice.

All she could do was laugh, loving how her life was looking up.

They were done packing her bags in to the back of Hotch's SUV, and were sitting in the front seat. All of a sudden, Penelope let out a little gasp.

Hotch snapped immediately to attention. "What's wrong?" He asked with a worry heavy voice.

All she could do was grab his hand a gently place it on the middle of her baby bump, a smile on her face. As his response he let out a little gasp of his own. He couldn't believe it. He felt his baby move, and his whole world seemed to slow down in awe of the moment. His eyes got bleary as tears of extreme happiness came pouring out, a broad smile lighting up his face.

"Little one seems to be anxious to meet all of its aunties and uncles." she told him, in an awed whisper of her own, tears threatening to spill out of her eyes, too.

"Older brother, too" Hotch reminded her, with a smile.

"yeah, how do you think little Jack will take the news?" She asked, anxiety straining her voice.

"I think he will be happier than both of us put together. He loves you Penelope, and before we were together, you were a mother figure to him. This will just officialize it, in a way" he comforted her, his voice only telling her the truth. With this, her tears spilled over and she started to laugh in relief. Hotch leaned over and kissed her, passionately, until they both had to come up for air. After this, they drove off toward their real home and friends, his hand never leaving her stomach, and their smiles never leaving their faces.

Well, just a little happy moment between the two lovebirds. A little short, I know. Next: Her return and they reveal the good news. Let's see how everyone will react.