Sunday morning the family makes it to church. When they get home, they find Will waiting for them, having gotten away from New Orleans sooner than expected. Henry runs to greet him.

"DADDY!"

Will smiles and scoops him up in his arms. "Hey, Little Man. You look nice in your outfit."

"It's Sunday best, Daddy."

Will smiles. "It sure is. Very handsome." He looks at Emily and JJ. "Hope you don't mind that I came in early."

"Not at all," JJ tells him. "His bag is all ready to go and it's always good when you get extra time with him. Big plans?"

"I don't know." Will looks at their son. "How does the zoo sound, Henry?"

"See monkeys!" he answers excitedly.

Will smiles. "We sure will. It's a good day for a guy's day at the zoo."

Henry nods and gives his dad a hug and kiss.

Emily looks at JJ and raises an eyebrow. JJ smiles and nods.

"So, Will, how's Helen doing with the pregnancy?" Emily asks.

He grins. "Depends on how busy her day is. I think she's actually looking forward to the days she can beg off surgery to keep the baby safe."

"That's great," JJ replies. "Tell her if she wants to compare pregnancy notes to give me a call."

Will turns from Henry to look at his ex. His eyes get wide when he sees the excitement in her face. "Are you…Jayje…but I thought…"

JJ smiles broadly. "I was wrong and it worked. Doubly well."

"D- -doubly? You mean…twins?"

Henry nods. "Si, Daddy, twins. Henry gonta have a bwother."

"We hope," Emily adds quickly.

Will sets Henry down and gives the two women big hugs. "Congratulations! I am so happy for you."

"Thanks, Will," JJ says. "We're pretty excited."

"And Henry gonta have a bwother!" Henry insists.

"We hope," all 3 parents remind him.

Will chuckles. "It will not be easy explaining why he doesn't, Jayje, so you best hope for at least one boy."

JJ nods and rolls her eyes. "Tell me about it."

Twenty minutes later the LaMontagne men are on their way to the zoo and whatever else they can do before Will has to leave on Tuesday.

Emily takes Rocky upstairs to change her from her Sunday dress to a shorts and tee set. She smiles at her daughter.

"This may be the last weekend you can be in shorts, Sweet Girl. Even in the house we'll have to put you in pants to keep you from getting a chill.

"Si!"

Emily grins. "Glad you're so agreeable."

"No!"

"Or maybe you're just indecisive."

Just before 5, Emily's work cell rings. She smiles when she sees who it is. "Hey, Dave," she answers. "Did you have fun?"

"Emily, it was wonderful! Thank you doesn't cover it. I think Erin and I both needed a real vacation where we didn't even have to think about work. Going to another country was a damn good reason to leave our phones at home and trust everyone else to handle everything. We were really able to relax and just have fun."

"I am so glad, Dave. You both deserve time away from the job."

"We definitely got that. It's going to be hard to get back to it tomorrow, that's for sure."

"I know what you mean."

"So, did I miss anything major while I was gone?"

"Nothing much. Just Garcia is dating a woman now and JJ is pregnant with twins. Otherwise it's same old same old."

There is a looooong pause. "Can you repeat that, please?"

Emily grins. "Which part?"

"ALL of it! Garcia's dating a woman? JJ's pregnant with twins? How the fuck long was I gone?" Rossi asks in astonishment.

Emily laughs. "Well, Garcia and Kevin broke up as you know. She's now trying to figure out if she's bisexual or just tired of men for the moment. She's met a nice women willing to help her figure it all out."

"Wow. I can't wait to see how that works out for her. Goodness knows she deserves better than Kevin. Don't get me wrong, I like the kid as a techie but I was never crazy about the way he treated Garcia sometimes."

"Feeling is mutual there," Emily admits.

"So…twins? Are you serious? When did she get another insemination?"

Emily chuckles. "She didn't. Stress caused a cycle even though 2 of the 4 nesters have taken."

"Well, I'll be damned."

"Yeah, that's kind of how it hit me, too. But so far all three are healthy and looking good. The next two months will be the real ones to watch to make sure both babies continue to grow and remain viable."

"So all the hormonal, um, issues she had with Henry will be times 2 this time?"

Emily laughs. "Damn, Dave, I hadn't thought of that. I guess so." Emily thinks to herself: she's definitely been hornier this time.

"Well, hopefully the coffee supplement Francesca makes for her will help her stay a little more even this time. And I think I'm thankful I missed the initial complete withdrawal from caffeine."

"Yeah, it was tense a couple mornings but she made it through. She'll be better this time…we hope."

"Right. Well, I need to go. I want to unpack a few things and then get to bed. Jet lag will have me dragging tomorrow if I don't try to get some sleep tonight."

"I understand. See you tomorrow, Dave."

"Bye, Emily. And thank you again."

"Anytime, my friend."

Emily hangs up, glad he sounds happy and rested.

Wednesday just after 3 Hotch walks out to the bullpen. "Team, conference room now."

Emily smiles. "Maybe it's a national emergency and I'll have to miss that ceremony on Friday."

Reid grins. "Hoping for a miracle?"

"It could happen," Emily concedes. She raises a hand to stop his next statement. "Don't even start with the stats. Let me have my dream."

Reid laughs and follows her and JJ into the conference room. Hotch closes the door to the bullpen as Morgan opens the door to the hallway…to admit Garcia carrying a birthday cake ablaze with 40 candles.

Emily blushes. "Oh, my God. I'm a twit."

No one argues the point as they sing happy birthday to her. When they finish she inhales deeply and blows out all 40 candles. They clap at the feat. Reid chuckles.

"I know if you say the wish out loud it doesn't come true. What if we just know what it is?"

"Then it still has a chance," Emily replies dryly.

Everyone laughs knowing her wish is to somehow stop the awards ceremony on Friday, especially the awards being given to her alone. With the glare of the candles gone, Emily is finally able to read the words on the cake: Lordy, Lordy, Look who's 40!" She looks up at Garcia.

"I'll remember that, Pen."

Garcia chuckles. "Wasn't me, actually." She glances at Hotch.

Emily raises an eyebrow. "You, bossman?"

Hotch grins. "I like poetry."

"Poetry. Right."

Garcia hands a knife to Emily. "Cut the cake, birthday girl!"

Smiling, Emily slices up the chocolate marble cake and JJ hands around the pieces and forks.

"So, Emily, as you start into your fifth decade, what are your major plans?" Morgan asks.

"Fifth decade? Ugh! Hadn't thought of it in those terms." She takes a bite of cake and thinks a second. "Well, first order of business is to see my wife through a smooth, uncomplicated pregnancy."

"Good idea," Reid agrees.

"And then…well…I've always wanted to be unit chief in the BAU. When you retiring, Hotchner?" she jokes.

Hotch laughs. "I'm not that old. It will be a while before my chair opens up. Promise."

The team laughs. Rossi sits forward.

"Seriously, Emily, any other big plans?"

Emily slowly shakes her head. "Nothing. Really. The next 18 years are going to be about the children and what's best for them. I think my main goal will be," she looks towards JJ, "not letting their needs eclipse the needs of my wife and me. We'll only hurt them in the end if we forget to take time for us."

JJ holds her fork up in toast. "I'll eat to that."

Emily grins and "clinks" her fork against her wife's. The team spends the rest of the day chatting and laughing about all sorts of things. It's a nice little respite from the harsh realities of the world that await them at their desks.