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A/n hello all! Here's some fluff after all the angst. It's a bit short, but there's a longer chapter coming up.
Emily narrowed her eyes at Sophie, who was making her way to Reid. The father of her child was curled up at one end of the couch reading a new book from, "The Last Word." He seemed unaware of being stalked by Sophie, who jumped up on the couch. She crept forward as though ready to pounce on a tasty mouse.
Emily laughed when the cat meowed loudly and Reid jumped. He dropped the book with a thud on the light grey carpet. He looked at Emily and then at the cat as though they'd planned it together. Sophie batted at Reid's hand with her paw. Almost as though he'd been trained, Reid began petting the cat on the top of her head. She began to purr while staring at Emily.
"How do you do it?"
He looked up from scratching the cats head. "How do I do what?"
"How do you charm every female you meet?"
Sophie's eyes were closing under his hands
"I don't charm anyone!" He squeaked.
"What do you call that?" She pointed to the sleeping feline.
"Um…"
"That's what I thought," Emily said triumphantly.
She stood up, walked to his side and picked up the sleeping cat. Sophie jerked awake, opened her yellow eyes, and yowled at her owner.
"You're in my spot." Emily said, putting the cat down on the floor.
Sophie hissed at her and left the room with her tail in the air.
"There goes my own personal drama queen."
Emily took the cat's place, snuggling into Reid's arms. Her head rested against his chest as the fingers that had been stroking Sophie's back, now made their way into Emily's dark hair. He massaged her scalp and the tension of the last week faded away.
"Hm… I can see why Sophie prefers you to me."
She breathed in his scent which was mostly reminiscent of all the coffee he drank like water. There was something else too, that she couldn't identify, but it made her feel like everything would always be alright.
"Are you jealous of the cat?" He squeaked.
"Yes…" She kissed the edge of his jaw.
"I thought you said she was fickle."
"She is." Her arms reached up and wrapped around his neck
He kissed her neck. The baby kicked when his hands started making slow circles on her belly.
"The baby's glad you're here." She whispered.
"Although the baby can hear things from outside the womb, he or she doesn't have the cognitive abilities to distinguish one person from another. The baby doesn't have the emotional maturity to be happy or sad about my presence."
"Way to put a logical, intellectual spin on it." Emily said. "Can't you just suspend your disbelief and pretend?"
"Oh yeah… um… sorry," he stammered.
"It's okay! The baby is half you and half me so maybe he or she has your brains too."
He kissed her cheek. "I hope not!"
"Why?"
She could feel him shifting uncomfortably against her back. "I'd never wish my childhood on anyone"
"It'll be different this time."
"How?"
"Because I'm not sick and you're not going anywhere."
His hands stilled in their restless course over and around her belly. The baby kicked her hard as if it wanted more of daddy's touch. He kissed her leaning over her shoulder to claim her lips.
"I'll never leave you." He whispered when they parted. "I promise."
"You better not, because I know three guys and a computer tech that would hunt you down."
She shifted slowly around so that she could look at his eyes.
"I'm not scared of the guys." He squeaked bravely.
"Really…" She lay down across his lap with her head on the soft arm of the couch.
"No! I'm terrified of Garcia though."
His hand went back to rubbing her belly. The baby had stopped kicking for the minute.
"Are you?" She tried not to laugh.
"Yes! The guys have muscles and guns, but Garcia has her babies." The awed, reverential tone in his voice made her giggle.
"What's so funny?"
"You're funny. You always make me laugh at the oddest times. It's one of the things I love about you."
"I'm glad I amuse you."
Her hands pulled his blushing face down for a long, slow kiss that made her toes and fingers tingle.
"Wow…" Reid said breathlessly when she let go of his face.
"Hold my place." She wiggled out of his embrace. "Your child is sitting on my bladder."
Emily headed to the bathroom while Sophie made her way back to the couch. She jumped up into Reid's lap.
"She'll be pissed if you're here when she comes back." His fingers kneaded the cat's back near her tail, making the cat purr loudly. "Okay, you can stay till she comes back, but then you better be gone."
When Emily came back, the cat was on the chair across the room. She took her seat, which Sophie had been keeping warm and confronted Spencer.
"You two don't fool me."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Since she couldn't be sure if he was lying, she glared at Sophie who turned her back and began to wash.
"Fine… I'll get the truth somehow."
"You're paranoid." He kissed her neck.
She relaxed in his arms till his hands moved up under her blouse and made their way to her breasts.
"Spencer…"
"Hm…"
"Stop!" She clambered away from him.
"Emily!"
"You're whining," She rearranged her maternity blouse over her slacks.
"I just thought that…"
"You thought you'd get in my pants now that we stopped walking on eggshells around each other."
"It's been six weeks since we stopped 'walking on eggshells' around each other as you say. "
"That's the point!"
"We've known each other for three years."
She picked up one of his hands and examined it so she didn't have to look in his eyes. "I can't Spencer!"
"The books all say that sexual intercourse during pregnancy is perfectly safe."
"I'm not a statistic in a book!"
"I know Emily. I just want to be close to you."
"We are close." She stood up awkwardly and went to the window that looked out over the Jefferson Memorial. "You've become my best friend. You did something extraordinary for me. Name one other guy that would willingly do what you did for me. No one has ever loved me like that."
Hands fell on her shoulders and she leaned back into his arms.
"I love you too." He breathed on her neck. "Let me show you how much. You're so beautiful."
She pulled away. "Please don't make this harder than it has to be Spencer. You're a kind, gentle, loving man that I adore."
"But you're not attracted to me."
"That's the problem…" She made him look at her in the eye. "You're a very attractive and arousing man. Every time you look at me, I want to rip your clothes off."
"Then… I don't understand," and she could see that he didn't get it.
"I want to wait until after the baby's born. I know it's safe but I want to make love to you completely. I don't want to hold back."
"Are you sure that's all?"
Damn… He might be smarter than I thought.
"If you must know, I'm not feeling very attractive right now. I'm bloated and I have stretch marks and swollen ankles."
"I think you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." He brushed a lock of her hair away from her face.
"Why do you have to make this so hard?" She asked the tall lanky man that could make her go weak at the knees with just a look.
He smiled and she smacked his shoulder. "You're pretty devious Spencer Reid, but the answer is still no."
"Okay, I'll just resign myself to the next few months of cold showers."
"Thank you for understanding."
He pulled her in for another brief kiss, that was so sweet and soft, she almost decided to throw caution to the wind and give in.
"I've got to go." He said.
"Okay, I'm kind of tired."
"Be careful on the stairs."
"Yes sir, Mr. Overprotective."
"There are two thousand eighty-five accidents per year involving serious injury from falls down stairs at home." He went back in lecture mode.
"Spencer!"
He grinned at her, kissed her, and headed for the door. Sophie appeared and meowed as he left. Emily went back to the couch. Sophie jumped up and seemed to stare disapprovingly at her.
"Yeah… I wish he could stay too."
The cat meowed.
"I know… I shouldn't have chased him away, but I'm not ready for sex yet."
Sophie snuggled into Emily's side. "Well… I thought Spencer was your new pal?"
The cat just swished her tail. "Okay, let's go see if there are any treats left in the pantry."
