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Callie stood in the doorway to the supreme mistress' tech lair and watched in awe as she bustled around her office printing and sending facts and figures as if nothing had just occurred moments before.

"Um..", she managed after a few moments, stepping further into the ether world. "Are you.. feeling alright?"

Penelope stopped what she was doing for a millisecond and smiled fondly at her doctor. "Not really. I feel a bit queasy, but I have been lately, I just had to relive one of the most embarrassing moments in my entire life, I could have died from the side effects of the retrieval process, and we have a new case that'll take my team away from me and that looks particularly nasty. Other than that... I'll manage." she turned back to her computer screens to keep on working, but Callie stopped her with a hand on her shoulder.

"Never-the-less, I'd still like us to return to the hospital post-haste and do an ultrasound to check on the baby", she stated firmly.

Penelope looked up at her in surprise. "Oh! Right. When I lost oxygen-.."

"So did the baby, yes", Callie nodded.

Penelope looked around at her screens, uncertain of her next move. "Um.. I guess I'll have to.. But what about..? I'll have to ask Hotch.."

"How about I go ask him while you finish up here?", Callie suggested.

"Yeah, sure..", Penelope agreed, spinning in her computer chair, turning off all non-essential monitors, already planning in her mind the order in which to complete her tasks.

Callie strode quickly down the halls of the BAU back to Aaron Hotchner's office. When she arrived at his door, she found it open, so she knocked lightly on the door frame.

Hotch looked up from the files he had been packing into his go bag. "i assume you've come to ask permission to escort Penelope to your hospital for a cautionary ultrasound?", he more stated then asked.

"Yes, sir", Callie smiled. Profilers had their benefits.

"I was just thinking the same thing myself", Hotch nodded. "She knows all of our cell numbers. Keep us informed."

"I'll call as soon as the results are in", Callie promised.

"Thank you, Dr. Torres", Hotch conveyed gratefully. "She really is lucky to have you."

"And she, your team as well, sir", Callie ingratiated.

Hotch gave Callie a small smile as he left her standing in his office doorway, off to save the world yet again.

[a/n: sorry for the shortness and the lateness. more to come.]