A/N: I'm sorry if there are any grammatical or spelling errors. I just finished it and I wanted to get it out before I went to bed. Hopefully this will hold you through finals week. Ignorance is a song by Paramore. Enjoy, my lovelies.

"The evil that is in the world almost always comes from ignorance; and good intentions may do as much harm as malevolence if they lack understanding." ~ Albert Camus

Reid had been gone for almost a week and he missed his pregnant fiancé so much it was hard to think about the case sometimes. He called her every time he got a free moment and it drove Morgan crazy. She was 16 weeks and starting to show. Reid didn't think she had ever looked more beautiful than she did the morning he left. He'd called her before he got on the plane and she'd asked him to pick up takeout on his way home and make sure there was red velvet cake involved. He was almost sure if he forgot the cake he would be sleeping on the sofa. He got to the door and he could hear the music through it. He wondered if his neighbors hated them. It hadn't been fun the one night his next door neighbor called the police and told them it sounded like they were killing each other. Ella had made some joke to the officer that there would be no more "Mr. and Mrs. Smith" style loving anymore. The officer chuckled and winked telling him he was a very lucky man. He walked in and she was dancing around in a black racer back tank top and grey sweat pants. Her hair was loose and wild like he liked it. It curled on its own if she let it. "Oh she's only 17, wind and wind and wound up everything. Bloody Mary breakfast busting up the scene. Brothers frightened when's a baby gonna sleep. Hidden ship two sails away." She was cleaning, which was never a good sign, he noticed but she was completely oblivious to the fact that he was inside and watching her. "It's the culmination of a story and a goodbye session, it's the tick of our time and the tick in her hair that made me feel so strange. I could call you baby I could call you damn it. It's a one in a million. Oh it's the rolling of your Spanish tongue that made me want to stay." He watched her sweep the floor and sing a little off key with a huge smile on his face. In spite of his horrible week he was unbelievably happy he could come home to her. Another song started, something blue veins, and she turned and saw him. He had just enough time to drop his stuff and catch her when she ran and jumped on him. Ella kissed him so hard he had to put her against the wall to keep them from falling.

"Well, I feel appropriately missed now." He said breathlessly when she pulled away.

"Of course I missed you, baby." She purred smiling at him. That smile said he was crazy if he thought otherwise. "How was your flight?"

"Quiet, which I can tell your evening hasn't been. Do you keep forgetting the walls here aren't as thick as the ones at your apartment?"

"I know that. I asked Jules and Sam if they cared and they said no."

"Who?" He asked as he put her down. She was moving as soon as her feet touched the ground. He followed her into the kitchen. He could tell something was bothering her. She only cleaned when it was necessary for her sanity. The music was normal.

"Your neighbors, Jules and her daughter Halle live in 406 and Sam and Valarie live in 410. That reminds me, I have good news." She was going a mile a minute pulling down plates and cups for dinner."Did you get my cake?" He smiled and nodded.

"And these came from Garcia; she threatened my life for almost forgetting them."

"My peanut butter and M&M cookies! You have my permission to give her a big wet juicy kiss tomorrow." Reid gave her a look that made her laugh hard. "On the cheek, love. I'm having your baby, it's too late to pimp you out for goods and services."

"As much as I don't want to be pimped out for anything I don't see what the two have to do with each other."

"I nearly took off Sophie's head today in yoga because she mentioned wanting to have your children. Our parasite makes me hostile when people mention wanting to bang its father." She was out of the kitchen before he could speak. She only called their unborn child a parasite when it was a) making her sick, b) making her jeans too small, or c) making her emotional. Any other time it was asexual baby no name.

"So that's what's bothering you."

"It's not the first time a woman has mentioned wanting to ride you like a pony but I always laugh it off. I threatened Sophie's life. I feel like a psycho incapable of controlling my own damn emotions. So I came home with a stack of manuscripts and tried to mellow out. I even played that Mozart stuff you like so much. Several minutes later I woke up and changed the music." Reid smiled pulling her against his body.

"Please stop calling our baby a parasite. I prefer asexual baby no-name, even if it's not completely accurate."

"I tried androgynous baby no name but you didn't like that either. If that makes you feel better, but remember you don't have to let it invade you."

"It's not invading you, it's living inside you until it can survive out here."

"You do realize that being invaded and being taken over for incubation purposes have a lot in common? I just got to the point where I don't puke every five fucking minutes. Now, I'm the jealous hormone monster of doom." He leaned down and brushed his lips over hers softly. She melted against him moaning when he deepened the kiss. "Smooth move, doctor. Shut the bitching fiancé up by kissing her senseless, nice plan." She said when he pulled away enough so she could talk. He brushed his nose against hers just happy to be close to her after the week he had.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"We've talked about how ridiculous it is for you to play dumb, Doctor." He chuckled and kissed her again before pulling away. He carried the food into the living room while she bought the plates and drinks.

"You mentioned good news." She perked up as she made her spot on the coffee table. He still thought it was hilarious that she would rather sit on a table, dresser, or desk than next to it like a normal person. She sat Indian style with her plate on her lap then changed her mind and started eating out of the container.

"I found us a real estate agent!"

"Really, how did you do that?" She rolled her eyes and looked up at him sheepishly.

"My mother helped me." She pouted adorably as she said it.

"Why do you make it sound like that's the worst thing that could possibly happen?" She gave him a look between bites of mashed potatoes.

"Before she would help me she made me ask and tell her why it was suddenly so important. She mentioned knowing I would be the one to get knocked up before I got married. She basically called me the family jezebel and called me backwards with as little words as possible. She mentioned being lucky you have a steady job because I can take off on 'flights of fancy' while you bring home the bacon. She fussed about my clothes for twenty minutes and mentioned suffocating our little invader. All of this happened before Isla and I had lunch with her. I almost wanted to tell her that Isla had made out with every member of a small fraternity on a dare our first year of college to take the heat off of asexual baby no name."

"Emily said she bought you maternity clothes because she and Garcia saw them and thought of you. You flat out refuse to wear them."

"I'm not going to have a choice for much longer. My hips are spreading and 60% of my pants no longer fit. I know how much you like that my boobs are a cup size away from tipping me over, but it doesn't bode well for some of my clothing. So after the suffocating the baby bit, she complained that I wasn't wearing enough clothes so I was cooking it too. I swear asexual baby no name is dealing with a lot in its little warm pocket of goo." Reid tried not to look grossed out by that thought.

"Your mother wants the baby to be healthy and she thinks you need her help."

"I'm knocked up not stupid. I know that if the jeans don't button I shouldn't wear them. I also know..." Reid looked up when she stopped talking. Her hand was on her belly and she was smiling.

"Ella? What is it?" She put the container down and grabbed his hand so fast she nearly fell off the table. She put it on her belly and looked up at him expectantly. He knew it was too early for him to feel anything but it didn't stop him from being a little jealous. "Did you feel it move?" She nodded as her eyes started watering.

"Asexual baby no name just told me to stop bitching."

"What does it feel like?" She smiled so bright he couldn't help but smile with her.

"Like butterflies or bubbles. It's the strangest thing I've ever felt. But I just really want it to happen again."

"Will you stop calling it a parasite now?" She laughed heartily and pulled his face to hers so she could kiss him.

"Yes, Dolce, I will. I've got a little piece of you inside me in the least dirty way possible. Invader he/she is perfect." A few hours later they were working. Ella had one of her manuscripts open with a pen and highlighter close by. She of course was curled up on the coffee table and Reid found himself watching her. He couldn't help thinking about the 20 year old kid that died the day before. He put on a good show but he was terrified that they're baby would either grow up with a crazy father or go crazy later in life. Watching Ella absently rub her stomach while she read made him happy. But there was always this little voice in his head that kept repeating statistics. She looked up but she wasn't looking at him. It took her a minute or two to look at him putting down the manuscript and picking up a cookie. "What do you think about adoption?" Now he was lost.

"I think I want to keep our baby." She rolled her eyes and snatched the file out of his hands. She always closes them before she snatches them. She climbed on his lap, her feet never touching the floor, and straddled him.

"No special, not our kid, someone else's kid." He gave her a look that he hoped conveyed his confusion. "Asexual baby no name was a surprise. A welcomed one, but one none the less. I know how you feel about having kids. I know what you're afraid of, Carissimo. This baby will be loved no matter what happens in the future. We can have more kids without physically having more kids. I'm not talking about tomorrow or even in the next few years. I would kind of like to see how pushing this one out goes. And marrying you sounds like a good start. But in the future we have options." He leaned in and kissed her his hands sinking in to her hair. He poured his heart into that kiss; he was trying to tell her something. When he finally pulled away she was breathless and her cheeks were flushed. "Wow, I didn't know adoption talk got you hot."

"Funny, no you just never cease to amaze me."

"Thank you, I think. Well since you like me so much right now, I think it's a good time to tell you that we have an appointment with our real estate agent tomorrow at 6. So you might want to work really fast and tell both Derek and my sister that they will have your hormonal fiancé to deal with if your pile magically gets larger." The next day Reid was at his desk working when he heard a random agent whistle. He almost didn't look up but his curiosity got the better of him. Ella was walking toward him and his mouth fell open. Something about being pregnant agreed with his fiancé, she was always beautiful and she always got a lot of attention but this was different. She complained about it but her breasts had gotten noticeably larger and her hips were spreading -her words not his- to accommodate asexual baby no name. She was starting to look like women in comic books and video games, ridiculously curvy and hot as hell. Her warm brown hair flared red in the light giving off that multidimensional shine they replicate in hair commercials. True to form, she had a glow about her that seemed to dance under skin mostly due to the smile on her face. She was wearing a short grey pleated skirt, a cherry red button up shirt that hugged her new curves, and black vintage thigh highs with a seam down the back. Her hair fell over her shoulders in loose tousled waves and her bangs hung above and around her pale brown eyes. His eyes followed the lines of her body down to the black stiletto Mary Janes he loved seeing her in. Anderson walked by and nearly got whiplash trying to check her out. A surge of protectiveness and jealousy went through the normally logical Dr. Spencer Reid. He stood up to do...he wasn't sure what he was gonna do because it really didn't matter. As always Ella read his mind. She walked up grabbed his face and kissed him like he was water and she just got back from the desert. He moaned pulling her to his body just about forgetting where they were. He pulled away breathless and a little giddy. There was a big smile on his face and she was smiling at him too.

"Hi baby." She purred sweetly.

"Well hello to you too sweetheart. I thought I was meeting you at the house?"

"It seemed cruel to make you take the subway when I could just pick you up." His hand went to her belly after she hopped on his desk. Her breathing hitched when he did and he just about panicked until he saw her smile.

"Did it move again?" She nodded before pulling him into another hard kiss. "What was that for?" He asked unable to keep the grin off his face. He hoped there would never be a day when her kisses didn't affect him like that.

"Proof that we both love you very much. Now come on Cowboy Spence, let's go buy a house." They saw four houses in the next two weeks before Reid had a case and had to go out of town. Ella was getting frustrated and felt bad because she thought her constant bitching- again her words- was driving him crazy. Her mother called every other day to give her input which annoyed both of them. He called Ella after a relatively normal case to tell her he was getting on the plane. She warned him that there was surprise he wasn't going to like entirely waiting for him when he got home. She gave him an address and told him to bring Morgan. It wasn't until he pulled up at the large two story house that he figured out what she was saying. It was a nice house, it looked homey. He liked it but he wasn't sure it was in their price range. He refused to let her pay as much as she wanted to. Morgan climbed out of the truck and looked around. The sun was just setting and the area was peaceful. There were still kids playing outside but it was relatively peaceful. They walked up the three steps and down a side walk path to the front door. Ella had told him the door would be open so he could just walk in. when they did they walked in to an open foyer. To the left was a large sunken living room. The living room was pretty large, it was full of whites, creams, rich browns, and tans. There was a large two tone sectional stretched around the room in front of a fire place and a large flat screen TV. There were colorful pillows strewn across the sofa and in the deep brown over stuffed leather chairs on either side of the sofa. To the right was another room with no furniture in it, just beige carpet. They kept walking until they got to the kitchen. It was full of deep brown rich wooden cabinets, shiny metal appliances, dark floors made of something that didn't look entirely like wood, and soft light colored granite counter tops. There were black metal stools around the island with orange cushions in them. Ella was standing there in a blue sundress biting her lip nervously. A man he'd only met once came out from what appeared to be the dining room. He was tall and broad, the same pale brown eyes and rich brown hair as the woman he loved. He was wearing an expensive suit and an expensive watch. He looked at Reid and it wasn't a look of someone who liked him. The man had made it clear he didn't think he was good enough for Ella the one time they met. Ella bit his head off and told him to fuck off. She hadn't talked to him for six months before he asked her to dinner to apologize. Reid squared his shoulders unconsciously when he faced William Prentiss. Ella looked up when he walked in and smiled at him. Reid couldn't help but smile back when she looked like that. Isla appeared out of nowhere and looked between Reid and their father.

"Well, I feel like I just walked into a showdown. Dad, I wouldn't take on D'Artagnan if I was you, especially with one of the other Musketeers backing him up."

"Isla, you are so not helping." Ella said sitting in one of the stools. Isla rolled her eyes but sat next to her sister quietly rubbing her stomach lovingly. Ella swatted her hand away, she got irritated when random people wanted to touch her belly but Isla didn't care. She went back to rubbing as soon as Ella put her hands down. Isla grinned big and bright as Ella frowned at her. "He tried to trick me, and dragged Isles into it." She said looking at Reid once again shoving her twin sister away. Reid looked up at William and tried not to look angry. He wasn't sure he liked the man any more then the man liked him. He went to Ella and kissed her. She kissed him back before resting her forehead on his. "Bad case?"

"Normal, it had a happy ending." She smiled as her fingers tangled in his shirt.

"That's good, I know you needed a win." She kissed him again before leaning back to look at Morgan standing awkwardly by the door like a bouncer. "Hey Derek, you're here to keep my dad and Spencer from killing each other. Among other very useful things."

"And man, are you gonna be busy."

"Isles, for Christ's sake. Dad wants to buy his first grandchild a house. I reminded him that his grandchild hasn't been born yet but he insisted on talking to the "man of the house" even if it meant hearing me bitch about his terminology the whole time."

"Spencer, can I talk to you in private?" William Prentiss finally spoke up. He'd only referred to him as kid when they met but now he was Spencer.

"Do you really think you're going to cut me out of this decision? You've lost your damn mind dad."

"This is a decision that involves both of us. Whatever you have to say you can say to the both of us." Reid said meeting the man's cold gaze. There were stories Ella told him about her childhood that made him despise the man in front of him. He was never there.

"This is between me and you; she's made her opinion clear. Grow a pair and talk to me man to man."

"I may be pregnant but I'm not barefoot and stupid. Stop talking about me like I'm just the little woman."

"She's right, she's my equal. And you have some nerve telling me to grow anything. I haven't seen any proof that you have any kind of back bone what so ever. If she's given you her opinion than chances are I agree. She's dealt with you more than me so she knows what to expect."

"So what you're telling me is that you can't stand up to your fiancé. She's going to walk all over you."

"It's not about standing up to her. It's about treating her like and equal. Do we argue, hell yeah, but I respect her and she respects me. We can disagree until the end of the world as long as we don't stop doing that."

"Morgan, how much?" Ella asked looking at the other man.

"You're family; we can work out something reasonable." William looked confused and did Reid. Isla had a smirk on her face to match Ella's and Morgan was smiling.

"Do you like the house, baby?" She asked looking up at Reid. He couldn't help smiling.

"How did you know?"

"He showed me the listing. I knew the name and number. Plus, helping Derek design this place gave me something to do since I don't really jet set anymore." Her father just looked back and forth between her and Derek. "Mom may drive me crazy but I see why she is the way she is. She had to have all the balls and she's had to for a very long time. Me, Isles, and Em are tough as hell because of her and because of everything we've been through together and individually. We are going to buy ourselves a house. You thought now would be a good time to be a father. Well it's funny how you want me now that I don't need you." With that she hopped off the stool and walked toward Morgan. "Let's talk numbers, Derek." Isla hopped off her stool and followed them out of the room leaving Reid with William Prentiss.

"She tricked me."

"I'm the genius but I'm pretty sure she's smarter than me."

"I'm not a bad person." He said quietly and just like that Reid felt sorry for him. He was a weak man who was surrounded by really strong women. He tried to assert power the wrong way and it blew up in his face. He'd seen it before but he could push down the anger that came along with the way the man had talked to his fiancé.

"I don't think you are but that never stopped you from passing judgment on me. If you thought she would marry a man who didn't treat her like an equal, you really don't know you daughter. Emily and Isla are the same way. They have different personalities but they think the same. They don't want a man they can walk all over and a man who tries to assert some sort of power against them is met with serious opposition. My mother didn't raise a man that would do that. I may not be a rich alpha male but I am a man. My maturity and intelligence stopped me from saying what I should have told you a long time ago. Your daughters have been through hell and most of that was because you didn't have the balls to stand up for them. I will never let someone mistreat her and she will never let someone mistreat me. I am going to marry her and we are going to have a baby. You can't change that but you can accept it. If you had asked to see her or me, I would have done it and tried to talk her into it. But you tried to trick her and prove you were better than me. It didn't work because you moved with dishonesty, you got what you deserved. Elbert Hubbard said the recipe for perpetual ignorance is; be satisfied with your opinion and content with your knowledge and Benjamin Franklin said the only thing more expensive than education is ignorance. How much are you going to let ignorance cost you, Mr. Prentiss. You've just about lost a daughter; the next is your grandchild." With that he turned and left the man to his thoughts. He didn't get far before he found his fiancé looking at him with a knowing look. "What?"

"You are the only man I know that can curse someone out without using a single curse word and quote Benjamin Franklin. Have I told you how awesome you are today?"

"No, but it was implied."