6 MONTHS LATER:

Prentiss

I walked into the new house with Morgan at my side, Ainsley at his and Priya on my hip. It wasn't large, but it wasn't small. It was a comfortable size; two storey with four bedrooms and an ensuite to the master bedroom. I looked around at the open foyer in front of us, the living room through the archway to our right and the kitchen and dining through the archway to our left. The staircase was wide and in front of us. Morgan had bought it and worked hard to build it up a few years ago so he spend the last few months fixing it up again

"Welcome home," He smiled and kissed my cheek. He looked down at Ainsley, "Go pick a room upstairs; just not the biggest one."

"Why not the big one?" She asked him.

"Because that one goes to mummy."

"And you." Ainsley said as she ran off upstairs to choose her room. It was dark already. We had finished work and picked the girls up from the bar where Sarah was working tonight and we decided to have a drink with Reid and her on her break and we ended up having dinner there. Priya started drinking formula recently and early for her age, but on the plus side, I could drink again. I was officially able to drink two weeks ago when she was successfully weaned off the breast milk but then we had a case and we had to pack and I only had a beer or two every night with Morgan.

Priya was falling asleep in my arms already and Morgan noticed now, "I'll go get her crib and set it back up." We had to dissemble it to bring it here. He left the house and walked down the path and through the gate. I looked around the room again as I bounced her slightly. This house was perfect. It was Morgan's dream family home if he were ever to have children, hence why he never sold it and I loved it so much.

I lay the blanket hanging over my arm across the floor in the living room and put Priya down onto it. I gave her a toy and smiled at Ainsley as she came back downstairs, "I picked one." She was so excited about this.

I kissed her cheek, "Can you please do me a favour?" She nodded in reply. "Can you please sit here with Priya so I can help daddy? You have to make sure she doesn't get into trouble." There was nothing for her to get into, but I didn't feel comfortable with her being completely alone or unsupervised. Ainsley learnt a long while ago that Priya couldn't lay on her stomach for long without an adult watching over her, so she knew to either turn her over or come and find me or Morgan if it happened.

Ainsley sat down beside her sister and pulled her onto her lap. I smiled to myself and kissed her hair before walking outside to help Morgan. I took the three lighter slat sides of the crib from Morgan and he took the heavier back and base and followed me inside.

"Ainsley, which room did you pick?" Morgan asked her, kicking the door closed gently behind him. She stood up and walked up the staircase. I followed her and she showed us the room she chose. There was another room closer to ours so I decided we'd put Priya in there. Ainsley went back downstairs to her sister and I helped Morgan set this up, I had the bag of screws and the screwdriver and whatever he needed to assemble it. He knew I wouldn't really be much help.

I gave up quickly and went back downstairs. I leant against the archway with a smile and observed Ainsley and Priya as Priya smiled and Ainsley played peek-a-boo with her; a game Garcia had played and Ainsley had adopted. I heard a knock on the door and looked at my watch. It was nine pm already, so I suspected a team member. I walked through the empty foyer, my boots clicking on the medium brown hardwood floors that were throughout the house with cream carpet in the bedrooms. I opened the door and saw my team on the other side, Sarah and Will included. I smiled and JJ and Garcia lifted beer, Rossi and Hotch lifted scotch and wine. I smiled and stepped to the side, motioning for them to come in.

"So why were we never told that you were house hunting?" Garcia asked as they came inside.

"Uh…we weren't. Morgan built this." I said as I walked into the soon to be living room and they followed.

"I didn't build it; I bought it and then restored it," He said, walking into the room, "Hey guys." He smiled and I knew that he wasn't expecting them either.

"You kind of built it." I nodded. I looked at Ainsley and then to Priya and then to Morgan. I doubted he got the crib set up that quickly and we still had Ainsley's bed to do but I didn't want to be rude to our team.

"Oh, we're not here to just drink with you, by the way. Although it does sound rather enjoyable..." JJ said, "We sent Jack and Henry to friends' houses and we came to help you set stuff up and whatever you need done."

"You don't have to." Morgan said politely.

I looked at him, "Morgan, shh." I smirked and nodded.

"Oh, you just want the alcohol."

"I do, but I am also never touching a hammer or a screwdriver again so you might need the help."

"It was not that bad." He rolled his eyes.

"Seriously? I have a Band-Aid around the hole that I somehow screwed into my finger while dissembling her crib," I pointed to Priya, "And when I moved into that apartment, I almost nailed my own hand to the wall."

"I remember that," Sarah laughed to herself quietly, "It was hilarious."

"I don't think I've ever seen your hair like that. So…unprofessional." Rossi said. My hair was up in a very messy bun that still, somehow, looked even slightly styled.

I smiled to myself and looked away, "I always wear it like this when I'm at home and not working…"

"It's weird, huh?" Hotch asked Rossi quietly. He nodded in agreement.

"Okay…let's stop judging my hairstyle." Morgan threw a screw at me and it fell to the ground. I looked at him in confusion, "…Okay."

"Screw you." He smirked. I tried to keep my laugh back at the pun but the team laughed and mine broke through.

The team had stayed for several hours, helping set up the beds and bring the large furniture in from the moving truck that Morgan had hired. Eventually, once the couches were in the living room, not set to where they would be yet because we didn't know how we wanted it all laid out, we had stopped setting things up and sat down to drink and talk and laugh. The girls had been asleep upstairs for an hour or two before we took the break that became the end of our work night. It was Saturday morning now and I woke up late. We had boxes upon boxes and we still had furniture to bring inside and Morgan had left me asleep until ten o'clock. I pulled myself up and got changed into a loose shirt and a pair of skinny casual leggings. I let my hair out from the fallen, knotted bun and ran my hairbrush through it before tying it back up into the same messy bun as I always wore at home.

I heard the front door open and I looked around my almost empty room again before leaving it, intending on finding my boyfriend unpacking boxes or something. I walked down the staircase and was slightly startled to see Sarah run across the foyer from the living room to the kitchen and dining, Ainsley running in front of her and laughing hysterically.

I smiled to myself and walked into the living room where the team sat with Morgan, Priya in his arms. "Good morning." He smiled at me.

"Why would you let me sleep that long?"

"Because you were exhausted and haven't slept properly in a week and it's Saturday…"

"Yes, but see, we just moved into a new house and we have a million things to do before the weekend is over. I don't have time to sleep that long, I need time to unpack things."

"Oh look, coffee." Will offered a cup to me. It was still hot, just bought. It would have been him walking through the door minutes ago.

"Thanks." I smiled and sipped it.

"Rossi, Hotch, she's wearing her hair like that again," JJ pointed out to them, "Does it still fascinate you?"

"It's just different." Hotch shook his head and drank his coffee. I turned and walked to the front door, greeting Sarah and kissing Ainsley's hair as they walked back through the foyer. I made my way outside and to the truck and put my coffee on a box before walking inside with it and putting it down in the living room.

"You don't have to start unpacking straight away," Morgan said to me, "You don't even have a shelf to put half of that stuff yet anyway."

"Don't tell me how to live my life." I smirked at him.

I opened the box and looked into it and saw another box sitting on top. My box of the past. My smile faded and Morgan took the box out quickly, moving it to the other side of him to block my view of it and looked back at me. "Forget about it."

I smiled weakly and looked back into the box, quickly distracting myself from the previous item in it.

"So, we're going to help out today, too." JJ said to me.

"You don't have to if you have better things to do." I said to them.

"I don't have a life outside of you guys on the weekends." Garcia said.

"Honestly, me either," Rossi said, "And I just don't feel like smoking cigars and reading by myself today."

"Jack's out so I only have paperwork." Hotch said.

"I only have my own housework that I'm avoiding." JJ said. Will nodded in agreement, not having anything other than that to do as well, I assumed.

I looked at Sarah and Reid when neither of them said anything. "You two can leave if you want." I offered to them, thinking they had something to do other than this.

Sarah shook her head but didn't speak and Reid stayed silent.

"Okay guys, what's going on?" I asked them.

"Nothing." Reid shook his head and looked at me. His eyes looked like they felt threatened by my question and that was how I knew that he was lying.

"We're fighting." Sarah said in a tired voice.

"Sarah! They don't need to know everything." Reid said to her in a tone that I rarely heard him use.

"They're profilers; I think they'd figure it out anyway." She rolled her eyes.

"That doesn't mean you have to tell them." He said irritably.

Reid was in the living room with Ainsley and Priya and the rest of us were in the kitchen. JJ and I were unpacking the most, the others were kind of just handing us things and talking, taking a break.

"So what are you fighting about?" I asked Sarah. I kept my voice low enough that Reid wouldn't overhear.

"I don't even know anymore," She shook her head and sighed, "Something stupid and unnecessary."

"So Spence started the fight?" JJ asked with surprise, "That's…unusual of him."

"Well what was happening when it started?" I asked her, putting a cup away in one of the cupboards. I loved the new kitchen that I couldn't cook in. I would, however, enjoy watching Morgan cook in it.

"Okay, so I know why we're fighting," She admitted, "But don't worry about it."

"Is it sexual?" Garcia asked her.

"No." Sarah shook her head.

"Hey, was he like…awkward when you slept together for the first time?" JJ asked her.

"I feel like he would have been." Morgan nodded.

"No, he wasn't awkward at all," She shook her head, "I mean, it wasn't his first time."

"I still refuse to believe that." JJ shook her head and Will laughed at her.

"Oh yeah, remember when we had my welcome back "party". "Who's not a virgin?", "…Hotch"." I teased and laughed with the team.

"Is…is Jack…not mine?" Hotch smirked.

We all laughed again. "Even if Jack was out of your thoughts at the time, I mean, he was married for so long." Garcia said.

"Maybe it was one of those marriages with no sex." She shrugged her shoulders as she tried to defend herself.

"And what kind of marriage is that?" Rossi asked, smirking too.

She hesitated so I replied for her, "A sad one." Laughter again.

"So when are you going to propose?" Sarah smirked at Morgan.

"Yeah." Garcia and JJ said at the same time, smirking at him too.

"5 years." He said.

"What? Why wait that long?" JJ asked, "What made you think to wait 5 years?"

"Nothing, that was just the first number I thought of," He shrugged his shoulders, "But I don't have an answer to your question, Sarah."

"You know what they say; third times a charm." Will smirked, referring to the two previous proposals I had received from Mark and Doyle.

"Yeah, not every time." Rossi shook his head. We all laughed again.