London Calling Chapter Twelve

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A/N – Can I just say that I really love these couples? I know that this would never happen on the show but man if only….

Emily arrived at the room the front desk had directed her to and frowned. Why would her mother book the Bridal Suite? Shaking her head she looked at the key card and the suite number, sure enough they matched. Maybe this had been the only suite available; heaven forbid her mother book adjoining rooms. Shaking her head she swiped the key and opened the door.

Stepping in to the suite she was stunned by the smell of roses that permeated the air, she was stunned as she looked around the room to find that the smell wasn't left over from a previous guest, there were actually roses everywhere. Convinced that she had, indeed, been given the wrong key she pivoted and was about to open the door when a noise alerted her that she wasn't alone. God, how embarrassing, she stumbled in on an unsuspecting bride and groom. She hoped she could make her exit before she was discovered.

"You're in the right room, Princess."

Emily's heart lurched at the sound; in stunned disbelief she dropped her hand from the door handle turned back around to find her very own Derek Morgan nonchalantly walking towards her.

Her brow furrowed in question. "How?" She looked around the room expecting her mother to spring forward at any moment.

"It's just me baby girl."

She wasn't sure when he started to read minds. She looked at him in confusion. "I don't understand."

"I wanted to make damn sure you got back home where you belong safely." He'd finally managed to make his way across the room and now stood directly in front of her. "You're carrying my precious cargo."

He was here. With her. "I don't understand." She repeated. Derek flashed her one of the megawatt grins he was so reckless with. She often wondered if he had any idea of the havoc it caused to the female population; the twinkle in his eyes convinced her that he must.

"Damn I've missed you."

She would have replied in kind but his mouth was hot and demanding on hers and she figured she would give him an hour, two tops, to stop. Unfortunately much too soon for her liking he was stepping back. "Let me get a look at you." His gaze gravitated to her stomach. She watched in wonder as his eyes misted.

His hands were suddenly covering her stomach. "Hello baby." If she'd ever had any doubt that he wanted his child the look of pure longing and joy that radiated from him erased it. His words gave further support to his contentment. "I can't wait for the first doctor appointment to hear the heartbeat and to see the sonogram." He looked up at her. "We're going to find out, right?"

She arched a brow at him. "Find out?" Her brain just wasn't firing on all cylinders.

"What we're having. We're going to find out if it's a boy or girl." His hands were moving in soothing circles over her abdomen. "My mom is beside herself." He grinned at her. "Oh, baby, but she's got nothing on your momma, seriously from everything you said I wasn't sure your momma could smile."

Emily stared at him in surprise, his pronouncement knocking her out of her stupor. "You've seen my mom?"

He let out a chuckle, forgetting that she was still in the dark about exactly how he came to be in Paris. "I have, I couldn't have done all this without her."

The thought that he'd worked with his mom to orchestrate this surprise completely stunned her. "My mother helped you plan this?" Emily took in the suite, the beautifully appointed, plush, bridal suite. Her eyes flew back to Derek. "What exactly did you say to my mom?"

"I told her that I wanted to fly over and bring you both home." He said still focused on her stomach.

She knew he was leaving something out when he didn't quite meet her eyes. "That's all? You wanted to come and bring us home." She looked at him puzzled. "And why did I have to meet you in Paris?"

Now he looked up at her and gifted her with another damn megawatt smile that always made her weak-kneed, further confirming her suspicion that something else was going on. "I thought it would be a nice story for the kids when they get older."

"Whoa. What? Kids?" She placed a hand on her stomach. "There is only one in there. Trust me." He'd said kids. As in more than one. Her mind raced at the implication.

"Maybe I'm hoping you like this one so much you'll consider doing it again."

He was doing it again, grinning like he knew a secret he was just dying to share with her. He was a cheeky bastard, she wasn't sure why she'd always found that so appealing before. "Have you been drinking?" Her eyes narrowed suspiciously.

"Nope, just busily planning our future." He stepped back into her personal space and pressed a fast kiss to her lips. "It's going to be good."

She looked at him bemused. "Is that right?" She shook her head. "So tell me, did you charm the Ambassador." She swore his smile grew.

"Well, she did give me her blessing."

"Her blessing?" Emily swore she could hear her heart beat. There was only one thing that a man asked a woman's families' blessing for.

"I told your mother that I was in love with you and I wanted to marry you."

"Why would you do that?" Emily, knowing her mother, panicked. "Why would you say that to my mother? When you say stuff like that she's going to expect a wedding to follow." She was planning on blaming the tears that pricked her eyes on her raging hormones.

Derek's grin faltered at the sight of her tears and the pure panic in her voice. "Emily," He said calmly, "Why do you think I would say that to your mother?"

He looked like he expected her to have an answer. "Well obviously you want her to like you. Lying is not the best way to go about that happening." She focused at a spot on the rug, willing herself not to cry.

"Baby girl, I don't give a rat's ass if your momma likes me. All I care about is you." He forced her chin up making her look him in the eyes. "I did not lie to your momma."

"Then why would you tell her that you wanted to marry me?" She asked him in genuine confusion.

"I've spent most of my adult life trying not to get tied down." He answered honestly. "There's never been anyone that I could see myself spending my life with or wanting to spend my life with. Then you came into the picture. I wish I would have had the stones to tell you that before you left, but you were determined to leave and I didn't want to stand in your way."

The breath swooshed out of her body as realization hit her. He loved her. "It probably wouldn't have changed my mind." For the first time he saw his smile slip. "Don't get me wrong, Derek. I would have wanted to but I told myself I was doing the right thing. I don't know that I would have believed you felt the same way about me as I did you then. I wasn't ready."

"You love me." It was a statement, not a question. His smile was back in place, stretched fully across his face.

She lifted a shoulder. "You're alright." She grinned back at him. "I could probably stand waking up to your face for the next fifty or so years."

JJ sat in a bank of chairs beside Henry and couldn't help but think back to the last time she'd been at the airport. Then she'd been filled with apprehension, the initial excitement in the assignment had quickly turned to dread all because of the man that had been with her. She hadn't been sure why that was until he kissed her. Then it had become crystal clear.

Now she sat fidgeting worse than Henry. She was elated to be returning to the States and Aaron Hotchner. She couldn't wait to see his face when she showed up at his door. She'd planned on dropping Henry off with Will and going over to surprise him. She'd even had Garcia arrange to spend the day with Jack. Her dreaded butterflies were back.

"How much longer mommy?" Henry was feeding off her anxiety this time as well. No tears this round, he was too excited to be returning home.

"They should be calling our flight soon buddy." JJ ruffled his hair and looked at her watch.

"Is daddy going to be waiting for us when we get off the plane?" Henry had been asking for his dad a lot more since his visit. Together they let him know that when JJ and he got back to Virginia his daddy was going to be living in a new house. JJ wasn't sure how much Henry actually comprehended it though. She feared tears in her future.

"No, daddy isn't going to be at the airport. We're going to surprise him, remember? We're going to go visit him at his new house." JJ reiterated, hoping against hope that he would take the transition easily. She looked down at her phone trying to find pictures of the place that Will had sent her thinking if she showed Henry his new house it would reinforce the idea in his young brain.

"Hotch!"

Without looking up JJ smiled, glad that he remembered Hotch bringing them to the airport before. "Nope." JJ grinned. "Hotch isn't going to be there either. Mommy is going to surprise…Henry?" She tossed her phone in her purse as her son suddenly stood and bolted from her. She only made it a step when she faltered. Henry hadn't been questioning whether Hotch would be picking them up at the airport he was excited by the man's presence in front of him. She watched in stunned silence as her son threw himself at the man that she'd been thinking about nonstop since she'd said goodbye to him months before.

His eyes didn't leave her as he strolled back to where she stood transfixed. "Surprise."

"So apparently confiding in Garcia probably wasn't the wisest decision I've ever made."

"Depends on your view." Hotch gave her a lopsided grin. "I thought maybe you'd like an escort home."

Her brows raised in surprise. "You flew eight hours to escort me home?" He looked so wonderful standing in front of her in his faded jeans holding her son.

"I thought it had a certain romantic flair. It's been brought to my attention that women like to be romanced." He approached her slowly. "Just so you know, I've ever put this much effort into wooing a woman."

JJ bit her lip at the admission. "I guess that makes me pretty lucky."

"I sure hope you feel lucky." He shrugged. His eyes never left hers and she wondered how anyone could ever find him detached and unemotional. He was giving off so much heat it was surprising that the smoke detectors weren't going off.

"I have to admit that I was kind of hoping that I'd get the same reaction from you that I got from Henry." He commented a little disgruntled.

JJ laughed. The admission spurred her to moving into him. Careful not to dislodge Henry she leaned in and gave him a kiss. While sweet, it was not reminiscent of their last encounter, it left them both wanting. "You know you it's not necessary for you to actually woo me, right?"

His arm encircled her waist, not eager to create a distance between them. "Man, I wish I would have known that earlier. Now this just seems desperate."

"Mommy was going to surprise you." Henry told him, bringing their attention back to the young boy in his arms.

"Everything about your mommy surprises me, Henry." He looked at the boy fondly. "Has she always been this pretty?"

The notion of flirting completely outside his comprehension Henry answered honestly. "Yes." The little boy giggled before catapulting himself into his pretty mom's arms then struggling to get down and back to his chair where his stuffed cat awaited him.

JJ watched him settle into his seat then turned back to Hotch. "I can't believe that you're really here. I truly did plan on surprising you." She smiled up at him. "Probably not as grandly, but I did have hopes it would turn out spectacularly."

Hotch reached for her once more now that he was unencumbered. "Yeah?"

"Oh yeah." JJ confirmed. "It involved me showing up at your house in stilettos and a trench coat." She took delight in the way his eyes flared.

"One good turn deserves another JJ, there is nothing stopping you from going forward with your plan."

"It's not the same, you've already seen me. Where's the surprise in that?" JJ pouted prettily, enjoying their flirtation.

"I can promise you that if you were to show up at my doorstep in only heels and a coat I would be adequately surprised. You could call me from the sidewalk on your way to the door announcing yourself and that still wouldn't diminish my surprise."

She laughed before throwing her arms around his neck. "I'll keep that in mind." Then she kissed him like she wanted to the minute she saw him standing in front of her.

They stood wrapped in one another trying to catch their breath. "That alone was worth sixteen hours in the air." Hotch leaned forwarded and placed another soft kiss on her mouth. "In case you didn't know I really missed you."

To be continued… Thanks for reading! I know that some of you thought that I would follow through with having JJ and Emily doing the surprising but I really liked the idea of turning the tables on them. Plus I kind of liked the idea of the guys being swoon worthy – that was my goal. I hope I accomplished it.