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"He proposed!" Penelope says with an extremely loud squeal. Emily laughed as the woman hugged her tightly. "Who else have you told?" she asks excitedly. Emily shrugs.
"Just you guys." she says looking at her girls. "Derek says he's gonna tell Spence, and Hotch. We're going over to tell mom and Rossi a bit later." Emily says happily.
"How did he propose? What happened? Oh my gosh! Was it perfect?! Tell me it was perfect. Was the engagement sex good?" Penelope asks quickly. Emily lets out a laugh.
"It was perfect. Absolutely perfect. It was like...we were talking and he was just staring at me. Then he ran inside, came back out of the room and onto the porch and he gave the most beautiful little speech and it was...so perfect." Emily said in awe. Then she took a moment and gave Penelope a look. "Engagement sex?" Emily asks with a wide, shocked smile. Penelope looks at her in confusion.
"Well, yeah! Engagement sex is the best.." then she takes a moment. "Fourth best. Make-up sex, birthday sex, anniversary sex, engagement sex." she says looking into the air and counting on her fingers. Emily and JJ laugh out loud. "So how was it?" she asks with a smile.
"I wouldn't know. We kinda crashed." Emily says shaking her head. Penelope and JJ gave her a look.
"That's a lie. You got engaged and you are pregnant. There's no way you didn't have sex." JJ says. Emily rolled her eyes.
"Okay fine. We had sex, and it was the fifth best sex ever behind our make-up sex, birthday sex, anniversary sex, first-time-we-did-it drunken New Orleans night sex, AND then engagement sex." Emily says with a smile. JJ gives her a look.
"She's right. Same thing has to go with me. Make-up sex, birthday sex, first-time-we-did-it drunken New Orleans night sex, and then our engagement sex. The conceiving of my son was really good sex too though." JJ ponders. Emily nods.
"Oh yeah! This monkey. The night she was conceived was easily on my top 5." she says. Penelope looks at them both in shock, then she looks down for a moment, then back up.
"I really hate you both." she says. Emily laughs. "I don't have a top 5. I mean...I do, but it's definitely nothing like I imagine being with Derek would be." Penelope says. Emily nudges her.
"Watch it! That's my fiance." Emily says with a laugh. "My top five consists of four times with Derek and I, then once when I was in college. He's number 2." she says. JJ looks at her. "You don't understand JJ. He was Italian, and the bone structure of a God. Not to mention the body to go with it. He was a painter..." she says looking into the distance dramatically. JJ looks at her for a moment.
"Second?" JJ asks. Emily smiles.
"Definitely my second. Derek's my first but...holy Jesus." Emily says. They all take a moment to act like teenage girls. Then Emily is reminded by the weight in her stomach. She smiles, and looks down. "Sorry I didn't tell you sooner but I wanted to be the one to tell you guys and I wanted to tell you in person." she says looking at her engagement ring against the roundness of her stomach. "Wish me luck. I have to go find out if my baby girl is a baby girl." Emily says. JJ looks at her.
"I think it is." JJ says laying a hand on Emily's stomach. Emily smiled.
"We can only hope." Emily says. Penelope leans over and hugs Emily tightly. JJ does the same. Emily says bye, and walks out toward Derek's office. She knocks on the door, and she can hear giggling from inside the office. She opens the door to see a Barbie doll sitting on Derek's desk. Long blonde hair, and lightly tanned skin, too much make-up and fake boobs. She looked at Derek, and he looked at her quickly. "Hey baby. We really have to get going. We get to find out if our monkey girl is a girl." Emily says with a smile as he walks toward her. He kisses her on her lips, and the girl on his desk frowns. He turns to her and smiles.
"Thanks for the papers Kelly." he says. She nods, and walks past them. She looks at Emily, and scowls. She smiles at Derek though.
"See you later Derek." she says with a flirtatious smile. Emily turns to him, and raises her eye brows.
"See you later Derek." she says looking at him, and placing her hands on his chest. She flips her hair, and bites her lip in a sexy way. Derek laughed at her, and shook his head.
"Don't be mean to Kelly. She's not that bad. She's a secretary from downstairs." Derek says taking Emily's hand.
"Yeah...because the look she gave me was so sweet." Emily says rolling her eyes.
"Well, you're the one I go home to at night." he says with a smile. She smiles too.
"I know." she says. She looks up at him, and raises on her toes to kiss him. He kisses her back.
"Come on babe. We have to go, we'll be late." he says. They walk out together, and she waves to the people she used to see everyday.
"Okay...let's take a look." Rebecca says rubbing the gel over Emily's stomach. Emily smiles a bit and holds Derek's hand tightly. She was always scared that the screen would come on but she wouldn't see a baby, or that something would be wrong. She lets feels the thing on her stomach and smiles when she sees her baby on the screen. She can hear her little heart beat. She feels relief fill her. "Do you want to know the sex of the baby?" she asks. Emily nods with a smirk. Rebecca stands to take a closer look. She bites her lip for a minute. "It looks like you're going to have a little boy." Rebecca says. Emily looks at her in surprise. Derek smirks a bit.
"A little boy, huh?" he says. It takes Emily a minute, and she smiles a bit, but the frown is still half there.
"A boy? You're sure?" Emily asks. Rebecca nods. "I was so sure." Emily says frowning a bit. Emily ponders it for a minute. Rebecca smirks. Then starts to laugh a bit.
"It's a girl, Emily." she says. Emily looks up and her jaw drops.
"Really Rebecca?" she says un-amused. Derek smiles and chuckles a bit. "So it is a girl?" Emily asks a smile developing brightly on her face. A wide smile. A smile Derek hasn't seen since he proposed to her. She looks at Derek quickly. "We can paint the nursery pink." Emily says looking at him. He smiles at her and kisses her. "She's beautiful Derek." Emily says gripping Derek's hand. She smiles, and shakes her head. "We need to get copies for the family." she says. Rebecca smiles.
"How big is your family?" she asks. Emily just grinned.
"Hey, babe. I just got off the phone with mom, and she was wondering if it would be cool to come up for a little while. I told her I'd have to ask you, but I don't see why it would be a problem." he says folding clothes as Emily lays down on the couch. She looks up and smiles.
"I would love to have her here!" Emily says happily. Derek smiles.
"Only so you guys can gang up on me!" he says with a laugh. Emily had met the family before. They had warmed to her immediately. It was summer while Hotch and Rossi both decided to take a vacation. They all decided to go somewhere, and Emily was going to the beach all alone. Derek smiled that perfect smile and asked her to come to Chicago with him instead so she won't be alone. The truth was he didn't want her meeting some hot surfer guy at the beach. When he smiled that smile she was so in love with, she couldn't pass it up. She remembers that time more than any other time.
"Hi sweety." she says wrapping her arms around her son. He smiles, and hugs her back.
"Hi ma." he says. When she hears a door shut, she moves her head to see a woman get out of the front seat. She smiles widely and gives Derek a look. "She's my friend, and I didn't want her to be all alone when she went to the beach." he says. Emily smiles, and walks up. Fran's face shows recognition.
"Agent Prentiss. Nice to have you here." Fran says. Emily blushes a bit.
"You can call me Emily ." Emily says quietly.
"Well in that case you can call me Fran." Fran says with a smile. Emily nods, and clings to Derek's side shyly. She's in shorts, and a loose sleeveless top with sunglasses perched on her head. Her hair is down, and straightened. Emily's hand finds her way to Derek's arm, and Fran notices. They walk into a nice simple house, and Emily smiles at the pictures that line the walls. Her houses never had pictures on the walls, she never took pictures anyways when she was a kid. Emily smiled as she looked at all of them. Especially the ones of little Derek. Derek put his hand on her waist and turned her around.
"You are not aloud to look at those." he says moving her toward the stairs. Fran frowns, and then takes a moment.
"Why not? You were adorable." she says with a bright smile. He shakes his head, and pushes her upstairs.
"Hey ma! I was gonna give Emily the guest room and sleep in my old room if that's cool!" he yells downstairs. Fran smiles down from the bottom of the stairs.
"That's fine, but you should know that those bunk beds are still in your old room." she says. He smiles and rolls his eyes. Emily stands at the doorway watching him put her bags on the bed.
"I know. The bottom bunk is way bigger. If I could sleep on it as a teenager I could sleep on it now." he yells. Emily smiles, and grabs her bag from him.
"You need to unpack your own belonging's Derek Morgan. I got it from here." she says laying her hands on his. He looks up at her, and smirks. He places his hand on her hip, but she stops him. "Derek...we agreed we had to stop this." she says quietly. They had talked about it. It had only been going on for a year or two. She had to stop it because she knew she'd fallen for him, and that wasn't allowed.
"I want too." he says leaning closer to her. She gives him a look, and he nods backing away with his hands up. She frowns. "I'm sorry princess." he says walking out awkwardly. She frowns even more. She wants to go after him but she knows he just needs to calm down. She looks down and starts to unpack. When she's done she goes down the stairs and sees Fran cooking in the kitchen. Fran turns and notices her. Emily smiles at her, but doesn't say anything.
"Do you wanna help dear?" she asks Fran. Emily smiles at her.
"I'm not a cook. In fact...I tend to destroy things when I cook." Emily says with a light chuckle. Fran smiles.
"Can you chop a carrot?" Fran asks. Emily thinks about it for a moment.
"Yeah...I'm sure I could do that." Emily smiles. She takes the knife from Fran and goes to the cutting board. "I got taught how to do this by our cook M. LaPierre when I was a child. The cook after him wasn't as nice to me so no one ever taught me how to do it." Emily says out loud. Fran looks at her for a moment.
"Wow, you had cooks?" she asks. Emily's jaw drops for a moment, surprised at how much she revealed.
"Um...yeah...M. LaPierre was the cook we had when we lived in France. We had to move again, and he had to stay in France." Emily says. Fran looks at her with a small smirk.
"Why didn't you ever learn how to cook from someone else?" Fran asks. Emily shrugs.
"Like I said, the cooks after him didn't pay me any attention. The nannies didn't cook, the cooks did, and mother was always at work. I'm not sure if she even knows how to cook." Emily says with a chuckle.
"What does your mother do for a living?" Fran asked, now interested in Emily's childhood.
"She's an Ambassador." Emily says quietly. Fran knew she didn't get a lot of attention growing up. She could tell. Emily was quiet and well reserved.
"So you lived in France?" Fran asked. Emily blushes.
"J'ai vécu en France pendant environ huit ans ensemble." Emily says with a smile. Fran looks at her in shock. Derek walks in and laughs.
"You should hear her speak Arabic or Italian." he says reaching for an apple. "Or Spanish...even when she speaks bad Russian." he says smiling taking a bite. "You're so hot when she speaks Russian though." he says with a laugh. Fran gives her son a look, and Emily rolls her eyes.
"Has he always been a flirt?" Emily asks Fran. Fran laughs.
"I swear the first words that came out of that boys mouth was 'Hey baby girl, what are you doing tonight'?" Fran laughs. Derek's jaw dropped.
"No it wasn't." he says. "Don't listen to her princess. She doesn't know what she's talking about." he says leaning over Emily to grab something. She turns to him.
"Can you get out of my space!" Emily says pushing him away. He pushes her back.
"Maybe I don't want too." he says moving closer to her.
"Derek Morgan I'm holding a knife." she says. He smiles, and moves his hand to her side and tickles her there. She yelps, and elbows him. "I said I'm holding a knife!" Emily says giving him a threatening look. He smiles.
"MA! She's threatening me!" he says. Fran smiles and doesn't look up.
"Get him Emily." Fran says with a smile. "No blood in my kitchen though." she adds. Emily smiles, and looks at Derek with a smile. Soon that smile fades and she finds herself wanting nothing more than to kiss him right then and there. He looks at her too, and keeps his hand on her side. She soon turns her head, and goes back to the carrots. Fran notices the exchange but doesn't say anything.
"I'm really glad she's coming here. When will she get here?" Emily asks with a smile. Derek shakes his head.
"This week." he says. "We have to pick her up on Thursday." Derek says with a smile.
Wednesday came and Emily decided it was time to tell her mom about her engagement. Her and Derek walked toward Rossi's house when they heard something inside. Emily turned to Derek and looked at him in confusion for a moment. She knocked on the door loudly, and when the door wasn't answered she used her key to get in. "Mom? David?" she asks. When she walked in she felt herself get sick to her stomach. She recognized the man in the living room immediately. The man standing in front of David, and her mother behind David. They all turned to look at her when they heard her walk in though. The man standing there gave her a look, and she felt herself get angry. She turned to Derek, and grabbed his arm.
"We're leaving right now." she says tearing up. She puts her hands on her stomach and the man standing there looks at her in shock. "Derek. Leaving." she says. The smiles and laughter was gone. "I'm not coming back until I know he's...he's gone." Emily says walking out the door. Derek looks out the door to see Emily getting into the car. He looks at Elizabeth for a moment who just looks sad.
"What the hell just happened?" Derek asks them. David turns to Derek and takes a moment before answering.
"Go with Emily. She needs you right now. We'll explain later." David tells Derek. Derek looks at Elizabeth, and back to David. Finally he looks at the man standing there, still in shock.
"Who the hell are you and why does seeing you upset my fiance?" Derek asks angrily. The man was as tall as he was. Black hair, and brown eyes. Looks to be about Elizabeth and David's age. Maybe a bit older. Elizabeth looks up at Derek's words.
"Fiance?" she asks with a smile. Derek smirks a bit.
"That's what we came here to tell you guys. I proposed." Derek says. Elizabeth smiles widely. "We also found out what the sex of the baby will be. Emily's instincts are right. We're painting the nursery Monday if you guys want to come help. Liz, I know how much you enjoy painting." he says. Elizabeth smiles in excitement. "We brought a picture of the ultrasound too if you want one." he says getting it out. He hands it to Rossi.
"We'll call you later with more information." David says. Derek nods, and gives the man standing there another glare. He walks out to the car, and finds Emily in the front seat crying. Derek puts his hands over her's, and looks at her.
"Who was that guy?" Derek asks. Emily shakes her head.
"I just wanna go home." she says holding onto her stomach and Derek's hand. "I'll call my mother later and see if it's handled later. We've got to get ready, Fran's coming to see us tomorrow and that can't...we can't let this interfere." Emily says drying her tears quickly. "It's not a big deal. He'll leave or die, and life will go back to being how it was." she says wiping her face off. Derek drives and looks at her with concern.
"Emily, whenever you talk like this it's because something big happened and you don't wanna deal with it...who was that man?" Derek asks. Emily frowns, and stares out the window.
"I've been lying to you about something..." Emily says looking at Derek. He looks at her in worry and she sighs.
"What are you doing here?! No one wants to see you! You're as good as dead to us." Liz says to him angrily.
"She's pregnant!? Who was that guy?" the man asks quickly. Elizabeth scoffs.
"You don't get answers." Liz says. The man grabs her arm, and pulls her to him. David walks over and pushes him away. The man falls back and Rossi points a finger at him.
"You touch her again and you'll be in the morgue." David says. The man shakes his head.
"You didn't get to touch her either but you did anyways!" the man yells in David's face.
"Get out of my house before I throw you out. Emily doesn't need this right now, and neither do I. Leave!" David says pointing to the door. The man shakes his head and storms out slamming the door behind him. Liz looks at David, and he reaches his arms to her. As she cries in his shoulder he strokes her hair.
"Shhh...la mia bella donna sarà tutto a posto." my beautiful woman it'll all be okay. he soothes her. They walk to the couch and lay down together. "He's gone Lizzie."
Once more! Sorry for the slow update! Really busy. I'm sorry if you didn't like the chapter. I didn't know where to go with it being all happy and stuff. Next up Fran is here, and who's the mystery man that has Emily and Elizabeth so upset? Hmmmm...REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! Even though I probably don't deserve it for the way I've been treating you all...ughers. I'll work harder! Don't leave me! REVIEW!