Thirteen
Emily was relieved when the nurse came with the discharge papers she just wanted to get home. She was glad Derek had the sense to bring the baby clothes with him so little Izzie didn't have to go naked on the FBI jet. Matthew had picked up some diapers and bottles for her as well and Rossi had bought a carseat. John and Penelope had been watching the kids all day and both looked worn out.
"Thank you." Emil smiled. "All of you, thank you."
"Any time Princess." John smiled.
"Why do you call her that? Derek frowned.
"I gave her that nick name in 9th grade, been calling her it ever since." He smiled.
"Its annoying." Emily insisted. "Lets just get out of here."
They still had several hours before the FBI jet was set to leave so they decided on getting some lunch. About half an hour in Izzie started to cry, Emily took her out of the car seat and started to nurse her.
"Princess this is a public place." John pointed out.
"You're point?" Emily asked. "What else am I supposed to do? She's hungry and I don't have a nursing blanket."
"oh never mind." John sighed.
"Forgive him, he's never done well with children." Matthew remarked.
"That is not true." John snapped.
"You had an argument with a thirteen year old and lost." Matthew raised an eyebrow.
"Are they always like this?" Rossi whispered.
"Yeah you get used to it after a while." Emily smiled, adjusting Isabella on her breast. "I just wish they would calm down for a while."
"I'll bet can't imagine trying to raise a child with these two." He smiled
"Which is why I'm glad one of them lives in Italy." She smiled, and patted her new daughters little head. Isabella finished nursing and slowly fell back asleep as Emily rebuttoned her top and Derek rocked her.
"Hey Em," Matthew whispered.
"Yeah Matthew?" She asked.
"Its time to go." He smiled. "I'll miss you Em."
"I'll miss you too, come visit please." She whispered hugging him.
"Of course, and you and your family are always welcome here okay?" He smiled hugging her back.
"Okay. Bye Matthew." She whispered.
"Bye Emily." He smiled.
"Em, come on jets leaving." Derek said.
"Coming." Emily said, hugging Matthew one more time. "We'll come visit sometime."
"Okay, and Em?" He asked.
"Yeah?" She smiled.
"Don't wait as long as last time." He said and turned to leave.
"Hey Matthew?" She called.
"Yeah?" He turned.
"Always."
"Always."
Emily fell asleep as soon as both children were sleeping, she was clearly both emotionally and physically exhausted. Declan was soon asleep as well and it was John who finally spoke.
"This is so wrong." He sighed.
"What do you mean?" Garcia frowned, voicing Derek's own thoughts.
"We can't leave without Matthew, we have to go back." John sighed. "I'm going to talk to the captian." With that he turned on his heels and went into the cockpit.
"Can he do that?" Garcia asked.
"Technically no since this is a government plane but I think he's right." Rossi said.
"What do you mean?" Derek frowned, picking up Lizi who was murmuring in her sleep.
"We can't just leave him there, his family doesn't know he's alive, Emily and John sure as hell won't tell them and as much as Emily won't admit it she needs his family to know he's okay." Rossi explained.
"What are we going to do? We can't just force him to leave." Derek sighed.
"Yes we can, he's an American citizen and we're the FBI. We can legally deport him, and we will." Hotch spoke up suddenly causing everyone to jump a bit.
"He's not going to be too happy about that." John sighed sitting down. "The captian is turning around we'll be landing again in fifteen minutes. Just let Emily get some sleep, we can bring the kids with us but leave her here."
"Okay, how are we going to do this?" JJ sighed, sitting next to Derek.
"Nothing you try is going to work, Matthew might be a little out there but, he's not stupid." John shook his head. "Really the only way we're going to get him on a plane is to force him."
"Then force him we will." Derek sighed as the plane touched down again in Italy. He kissed Emily's forehead got off the plane.