Wow, I'm seriously impressed by the speed of the reviews. It hasn't even been a full 24hours since the last chapter, but I promised and here it is. You actually hit the 15 this morning, but church was calling my name. Thank you all so much for reading the last one. Special thanks to Lena-F (sorry it won't be your name, and you will see way :D), Gabby, Lexis4MorganPrentiss(whats your first language, just curious), Tamara, Kaykay2018, paullyn6, Kay1104, RandyOrtonxWifexx, Aaliayah13 (welcome back, missed you on my last list), Lenika08, PrentissObessed, howimetyourcriminalmind, pheonix1995, Daisyangle, CrimeFan23, Samantha, tashak, and crazykelly101.

This part has a little twist to it, but the baby will arrive and there is lots of baby talking, not so much Avery, but I figured the baby would make up for a little bit of it. In addition, there will be lots of team involvement; especially Penelope and Dave get their moments. Happy Sunday!

And my lovelover I added a little duck for you. Enjoy!

New Perspective

"What is honor compared to a woman's love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms . . . or the memory of a brother's smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy."
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

Emily closed her eyes. Sweat was running down her forehead and everything seemed to hurt. She shot an annoyed glance to her fiancé, who reminded her again that one more push might be the end of her misery, while holding her hand. She was tempted to tell him that he could try to be in labor for a change, but a new wave of pain kept her from doing it.

Indeed, after this last push the pain seemed to disappear. She closed her eyes and a small smile came to her lips as the scream of her newborn baby boy was heard in the room. Derek gave an excited squeeze to her hand. She had actually done it. She had survived a pregnancy in the BAU and with a toddler, who she had adopted, at home. She had survived the necessary move, faced her mother even before the birth, and had somehow secured an engagement. With all the events within the last year, raising this little boy couldn't be hard at all.

"Congratulations. She is a healthy little girl."

"What?" Both Derek and her exclaimed and Emily opened her eyes. Not that it really mattered to her, but she had been expecting a little boy. The room was painted in blue, the baby clothes were all in blue, the name for her little boy was picked, and most importantly, Derek had been so happy to finally have some male company.

"The red will disappear within the next few days and we are going to clean her up some more, after you've had your first little hello."

Then suddenly the little bundle was placed in her arms and she found herself face to face with her daughter. It was clearly their daughter though. The skin was the same color as Avery's – a little lighter than Derek's, but not quite as white as Emily's – and she had Emily's dark brown eyes and the thin layer of hair was dark like her parents.

"Well…" She couldn't resist to partly lift the blanket, but she was definitely holding a little girl in her arms. "Looks like you tricked us." The pain from a few minutes earlier was forgotten and the little girl in her arms more than made up for it. Her eyes filled with tears as she inspected the little features of her face slowly discovering the perfect mix of her eyes and his nose.

Emily looked up as his hand appeared next to the little girl gently caressing the flushed cheek. She almost expected disappointment, but he looked simply happy and more importantly proud. As she caught his glance, she even saw tears collecting in his eyes. Their moment ended to soon as one of the nurses appeared next to the bed, holding a writing board with paperwork clipped on.

"Do you know yet what you want to name her?"

"Definitely not Michael," was her dry response to the nurse's questions.

"Or David for that matter." Derek smirked at her and then planted a soft kiss on her lips. "You can choose her first name and I will handle the middle."

Her eyes widened.

"What? You are the woman, so you have the name list in mind, we already had this discussion," he chuckled at her perplexed face. They both watched as the nurse took the little girl to clean her up. It seemed still unreal to her that this was her daughter. Not just because it was supposed to be her son, but also simply because she hadn't ever expected to have that privilege.

"What is the middle name going to be?"

"I'll decide that when the first name is fixed."

He could see in her face that she didn't like that answer at all and it wasn't exactly the truth. He had a pretty good idea of what the middle name was going to be, but she would find that out soon enough. Only a few minutes later their little girl was all cleaned up, and cuddled into her pink blanket. The nurse was about to hand her back to Emily, but she just shook her head.

"Daddy's turn."

She saw his eyes widen as the bundle was placed in his arms. For a few moments, he stared at the little girl in pure awe and didn't make a single move. He was too afraid to hurt her or even worse let her fall. Yes, he already had a daughter and he knew it wasn't as easy to break them as he feared right now, but at the same time he had never seen Avery in this stage.

"Do you think Avery looked like this?"

Emily saw the tears collect in his eyes again and swallowed to prevent herself from crying.

"They do share half of their gene pool, and they kind of look alike."

She saw his smile widen as he carefully freed one of his hands and then began to trace the features of the little face. When he traced the soft lips, they opened wide enough to suck in his finger. He chuckled and then lifted her into Emily's arms.

"She is ready for dinner."

One of the nurses hurried over to assist Emily in this first experience and a few moments later the baby was happily sucking. The new mother watched how Derek left the bed and began dialing numbers. Everyone had been informed that she had gone into labor, only that had been twelve hours ago. She heard him share the news that the baby was healthy and hungry.

Her eyes shifted back to her daughter. It was as if all her baby names didn't fit her. None of them seemed special enough for this little life. Only one name came back to her mind again, and again. She had never even had it on any list, but it was almost as the name was associated with the little girl.

Derek returned to her side and now focused on her. His hand gently wiped the wet hair from her face and then caressed her cheek, before moving in to kiss her.

"I love you so much, Emily."

"I love you too." She answered with a wide smile, before looking back down to their baby, who seemed to have finished her meal for now. "Looks like Emma is done with her first dinner."

He raised an eyebrow at the use of the name.

"Would you?" She carefully lifted the girl into his arms, to be able to maneuver her gown back on, before looking from him to the baby and back. "Are you okay with Emma?"

"She kind of looks like an Emma. Only problem is that Avery is going to call her Emi." He hinted towards the nickname their two-year old used to call Emily by.

"I don't see the problem."

He gave her a meaningful look, but when their eyes connected, he saw her mocking attitude about the issue and that she was not concerned at all.

"Well I assume she'll call you mommy anyway, so it doesn't matter right?"

"Correct."

She smirked. "Speaking of which, when is Emma going to meet her big sister?"

"They are on their way and I'm afraid my sisters are willing to go over their credit limit to fly back in as well."

"Send them a picture."

"I'll try." He smiled. "The team is on their way as well, which brings me to a different question. Who are we going to make Emma's godparents?"

He was surprised when he saw her blushing and raised an eyebrow at her.

"Well for this I actually don't have to think."

"So?"

"I would like Rossi to be her Godfather."

Derek smiled at the mentioning of their older colleague, "I think he will like that."

"Well and if he doesn't he will have to learn to live with it."

"Is it bad if I ask Penelope? I mean she was just made Henry's godmother a year ago and we could easily ask JJ, it's just…"

"…she is your best friend. I'm fine with it. We just need to be aware that with Rossi and Garcia, Emma is going to be one spoiled child."

"Don't forget the excited grandmothers and aunts, but on the bright side less toys for us to buy."

A few minutes later the team arrived, followed shortly after by Fran and Avery. Elizabeth was out of town for a meeting, but already had requested pictures and booked an early flight back. It was already late so Avery wasn't very pleasant, pressing her duck to her chest, until she made out her parents in the small crowd. Tired from her day she fell asleep at Emily's side while the adults were still talking. Her grandmother, therefore, decided to take her home.

With little Emma safely dozing in her mother's arms, Derek wrapped an arm around Penelope and guided her out of the room down the long hallway.

"You don't have to say yes to this, if you can't afford it." He gave her a playful glance. "But we would like you to be Emma's fairy godmother."

Her eyes widened and for a moment he was afraid they would pop out of her face. She then jumped and threw her arms around him.

"I would love to. Two little girls to spoil and Henry, oh you better not leave me alone during Christmas season."

He laughed, as he had expected that much and returned her hug. As they turned to get back to the room, they saw most of the team exit.

As the team started to leave Emily's eyes set on Rossi. Thankfully, he was the last to leave, so she got her chance.

"Dave, do you have a moment?"

"Sure." He turned closing the door behind his colleagues.

"I, I mean, we would like you to be Emma's godfather." She couldn't believe how nervous these words made her.

"Me?" He seemed honestly surprised by their decision, but she was sure that she saw pride coming to his face.

"Well she needs someone with a little bit of common sense in her life and…" while the first part of her sentence was meant to be a joke, she got more serious now, "the day I found out that I was pregnant was after we solved the Matthew case." She swallowed. "It meant a lot to me that you took the time to listen to me that day."

He smiled widely, before stepping back towards her bed. "You are welcome Emily. Now I will accept your offer under one condition."

The new mother raised her eyebrow.

"I want to hold the little bambina."

Moments later the baby was secure in the arms of her new uncle, not caring to much about what was going on around them.

"And as her godfather I need to know her full name."

"It's Emma…" Emily stopped as she hadn't heard her middle name yet.

"Emma Elizabeth Morgan." Derek's voice sounded from the door.

I hope I didn't disappoint to many of you with Emma, as of the likeliness of this happening. My cousin had a little girl 1.5 years ago, after expecting a boy for the whole time. So it is possible. :)