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Month 3:
"Spence we have to go," Derek sighed.
"C-coming," he groaned from the bathroom.
"You okay?" Derek asked once he came out.
"Morning sickness just doubled with your kids," Spencer moaned.
"Sorry pretty boy but you're doing an amazing job," Derek smiled.
"Of course I am. They're my children too," Spencer rolled his eyes.
"Something wrong?" Derek asked.
"I'm huge and I'm barely three months pregnant!" Spencer cried.
"Honey you're having twins it's only normal," Derek soothed.
"I hate you," Spencer mumbled.
"I love you too," Derek grinned.
Month 4:
"Pretty boy? What's wrong?" Derek ran into the living room.
"Why can't they just decide on one?" Spencer cried.
"What?" Derek asked confused.
Spencer pointed to the TV. He was watching the TWIX commercial. Derek couldn't help but laugh.
"It's not funny Derek! They sent the poor guy over because he wanted to try the other TWIX!" Spencer said tearful.
"Baby it's just a commercial," Derek said through fits of laughter.
"Dada why sad?" Payton asked walking to him.
"Awe princess wouldn't you be sad too if there are two different chocolates that are practically the same?" Spencer asked.
"Choco?" she asked with her piercing hazel eyes.
"Yes princess," Spencer nodded.
"T-tats sad," she began to cry.
Derek stared wide eyed what was he going to do now? His pregnant husband and baby girl were both crying now.
"Papa mean!" Payton screamed.
"What! Spencer!" Derek yelled hurt.
"Stop complaining," Spencer sniffled.
Month 5:
"Hey Spence," JJ smiled.
"Hey JJ do we have a case?" Spencer asked hopeful.
"Yep but remember…" she trailed off.
"I know I stay back with you… at least I won't be completely useless." Spencer muttered annoyed.
"Oh my 187!" Garcia called out.
"Oh god, help me," Spencer groaned.
"How are my precious babies doing?" she asked cheerful.
"They're fine Garcia," Spencer sighed.
"Oh look at them. When are you going to find out the gender?" she asked rubbing his very swollen belly.
"We won't baby girl," Derek said from behind.
"What!? Why?" she asked.
"Because we'd like a surprise," Derek shrugged.
"You're no fun," she pouted.
"It'd be nice if you asked to touch me," Spencer mumbled.
"What was that my boy genius?" Garcia asked.
"Anyhow let's go we have a case," JJ interrupted.
"Okay," they all said in unison.
Month 6:
"Derek!" Spencer called.
"Yes?" Derek answered.
"I want ice cream…butter pecan," Spencer said.
The cravings were definitely driving Derek insane. He had to wake up in the middle of the night to please Spencer. If they didn't have it at home he had to go to the store at two in the morning. It was all to please his very pregnant lover.
"Anything else?" Derek called from downstairs.
"Hmm…No that's it…wait I want some pickles too with chocolate syrup!" Spencer replied.
"Ew," Derek shuddered.
"Hurry back!" Spencer yelled after him.
"Alright babe," Derek smiled sleepily.
Month 7:
"Can you please massage my feet?" Spencer asked with his best puppy eyes.
"Of course baby," Derek replied.
They had just come back from a tough tiring case and Spencer was exhausted.
"Hmm god yes Derek," Spencer moaned in delight.
"Here?" Derek asked.
"Yes Derek…a little harder please," Spencer whimpered.
Rossi overheard and turned scarlet red forgetting his urge to go to the bathroom.
JJ, Emily and Hotch looked up and asked what was wrong.
"Why does the couch have to be so close to the bathroom?" He asked still bright red.
"What happened?" Hotch wondered.
"I don't know and I don't want to know," the older man replied.
"Oh did you walk in on them?" JJ asked giggling.
"I was a few feet and I didn't see anything so I'm not completely scarred," he huffed.
"Aw Rossi," Emily began.
"Don't Em," he warned.
Hotch broke into laughter unable to control himself.
"I hate this," Rossi muttered.
Month 8:
"Hey Spence," Derek smiled.
"Hi," Spencer replied.
"How are you babe?"
"Tired of being tired," Spencer answered.
"I got you some books," Derek announced.
"I hate bed rest," Spencer whined.
"It's at least modified," Derek pointed out.
"Yeah but you get to stand around and do things I can only stand for twenty minutes," Spencer mumbled.
"Want chocolate covered pickles?" Derek asked in an attempt to cheer him up.
"…I'd like that," Spencer smiled.
"Be right back," Derek replied.
"'Kay," Spencer responded.
A few minutes later Derek returned. He had the jar of pickles in one hand and the syrup in the other.
"Thanks," Spencer smiled.
"I'll go get Payton," Derek informed.
"Alright …Derek?"
"Yeah baby?"
"Do you think Payton will be happy?" Spencer asked.
"Of course…she's going to love her little siblings," Derek grinned rubbing Spencer's protruding stomach.
"I hope so," Spencer smiled.