When Nothing Goes as Planned

A/N - For does of you who said a baby bump didn't come till later in the pregnancy, then here is a picture of my big sister when she was pregnant with her daughter (9 + 0 weeks), and as you all can see, she does have a baby bump. http : / twitpic . com / 5vpgc1

Week 14

Hotch had hoped this day would have come much later or not at all, but with Emily's fall two weeks earlier, then it was only a question of time before she would find out about the pregnancy. Whether or not that she knew he was the father, Hotch did not know, but when Strauss had showed up at his office this morning to tell him she wanted to she him and Agent Prentiss in her office at 1:30pm, Hotch had then been made pretty sure that she at least had heard some of the rumors that were going around in the office.

One rumor was that Emily had had a one-night stand with some guy and gotten pregnant. The other one was that she was having a secret love affair with one of the men on the BAU team. People did not agree on which one of them was the father. Expect for the love affair, then people were right. Emily did have a one-night stand and one of her team mates was the father.

After their usually morning briefing Hotch had told Emily about the meeting with Strauss and he had watched as all color vanished from her face. Emily seemed just as nervous now as she had been then and he hated that it was time for them to go already.

Hotch got up and walked out of his office and as he came down the stairs Emily saw him out of the corner of her eyes. She stood up nervously and ran her hands over her stomach. "Is it time for us to go?"

Hotch nodded which made Emily sigh and bit her bottom lip as they walked to the elevator. "Good luck!" they hear Morgan call out for them just as the doors closed.

Emily stood silently next to Hotch and nervously picked her nails. "She knows the babies are yours, don't you think?" But before Hotch had time to answer Emily sighed deeply and said, "Oh God, I an have interviewed – I don't know how many – serial killers and a little meeting with my boss is scaring the hell out of me. What do you think she is going to do?"

Hotch shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. Get mad? Ask me to step down as unit chef? Fire me?"

"What about me? What do you think she is going to do about me? I know she doesn't like me."

He sent Emily a small smile. "You're pregnant, so doing anything to you could make her get into more trouble than you are in," Hotch said and then the elevator stopped. They stepped out and walked down the hall were Strauss' assistant asked them to take a seat and wait till Strauss is ready to see them. There is only one chair and Hotch wanted Emily to sit in it, but she refused. She was too nervous to sit just yet.

They only have to wait for about five minutes, but it was enough time for Emily to almost make her nails on two fingers bleed. And as they stepped into Strauss' office Emily only got more nervous. She sat down in the chair next to Hotch and fold her hands over her stomach. Some parts of her hoped that Strauss would not bring up the pregnancy is she could not see the baby bump that Emily now had stopped trying to hide.

"I'm guessing you both know why you are here," Strauss said lying her arms on top of her desk and leant a bit forward.

"Why don't you tell us," Emily said, avoiding to answer. She felt like she was 16 years old again and had been called to the principal's office. So she did now as she had done back then – tried to figure out what they had on her and played innocent.

"Are the rumors true?"

"What rumors?" Hotch asked wanting to know what she knew about the whole thing, like Emily, before he started telling her anything.

"The rumors about Agent Prentiss pregnancy and whether or not you are the father."

Before Emily had time to say anything Hotch calmly said, "I am."

Emily looked shocked at him, while Strauss just stayed silent and turned in her chair and got a cup of coffee of the shelf behind her. She took a sip of it and then put the cup down on the table right in front of Emily. Emily had not been bothered by morning sickness for over a week now, but the smell of coffee still upset her stomach. So she tried only to breath through her mouth.

"Well then I guess a congratulations is in order," Strauss said with what could only be a small smile on her lips. "To the both of you."

This time it was Hotch turn to look surprised. Out of all the things she could have said, this was the last thing he had expected. "Thank you," he said hesitatingly, waiting for the 'but' to come.

"But," 'here it comes', Hotch thought, "from now on Agent Rossi will handle everything that has to do with Agent Prentiss – evaluations and things like that – which means that you are still unit chef, Aaron, but you will no longer act as Agent Prentiss boss, Agent Rossi will. Are both of you okay with that?"

"Yes," Hotch quickly said, "we are fine with that, but if I have to be honest, I have to say that I had expected your reaction to be completely different."

"Well, if you can make things work here in the office, then I don't see any reason to transfer any of you. But if things change, then I won't hesitate for a moment before finding new jobs for both of you. Do I make myself clear?"

Hotch nodded and Emily answered with a "Yes Ma'am". But the moment she opened her mouth, she happened to breath through her nose and Emily felt her stomach turn and the nausea overwhelmed her.

"Are you all right?" Strauss asked concerned and Hotch quickly turned to look at Emily, who had gotten much paler then she used to be.

"Emily what's wrong?" Hotch asked and laid a hand on her smaller back. She covered her nose with her left hand and pointed to the coffee cup with the right. Hotch moved the cup away from her, but it was too late, the smell has already done its damage. Emily moved to get out of the chair, but the movement made everything worse and now Emily's entire lunch lay on the floor of Erin Strauss' office.

"I'm sorry," Emily choked out between coughs and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Strauss did not say anything she just wrinkled her nose at the sour smell that now was filling her office.

Hotch helped Emily out of the chair and quickly walked with her out the door, but before leaving Emily said a weak "I'm sorry" again and then they were off to the bathroom to get Emily cleaned up. After washing her face and drinking some water, Emily felt much better, so her and Hotch walked back to the bullpen where the others were waiting for them wanting to know how the meeting went. Garcia gasped and JJ covered her mouth in disbelieve when they saw Emily's pale face and red eyes and straight away thought the worse.

"Did thing go that bad?" Dave asked folding his arms over his chest.

"No," Hotch said, "things actually went really well until Emily threw up on Strauss' floor."

Emily covered her face with her hands in shame when the others started laughing. "It wasn't my fault! She was the one that put her coffee cup down right in front of me!"

"Oh sweetie, she just got what she deserved," Garcia said with a laugh and then she and JJ walked with Emily to the kitchen while Hotch informed the others about the changes that Strauss had made.