It was now Tuesday and they'd all made it to Chicago safely. The visitation would be that night and the funeral would be Wednesday. Reid and the kids were able to stay until Friday evening, but the rest of the team would have to leave early Thursday morning. Derek was going to stay to help his sisters go through his mom's belongings. Spencer felt guilty leaving Derek in Chicago alone, but Derek understood he didn't have any other choice. Everyone had stayed at a hotel near Fran's house. None of them could handle staying at her house. All the women and the two younger kids were helping Sarah and Des with the last minute arrangements. The guys were at the funeral home making sure things were fine for the visitation. Jack and Savanna were watching a movie in her and DJ's room. The door to the adjoining room was open so they could look in on the two boys playing videogames. Lisa and DJ had asked to go to the pool, and Spencer and Derek didn't have the heart to tell them no. They knew how hard this was on all the kids. Jack looked up at someone clearing their throat from the doorway. He and Savanna had been locked in a rather intense kiss.
"I brought Jason back. He's getting bored and wants to play with the other boys.
"Sure go on over," Savanna said smiling at her little brother. Happily he ran off to play with his big brother and Henry.
"Maybe you should join them?" Emily subtly suggested. Taking the hint, the two teens climbed off the bed and walked into the adjoining room and settled in to watch the videogame playing. Satisfied she'd stopped them from going to far to fast for the moment Emily headed back to the house to help out more. XXXX
"Hey, it's my turn now," Jason called grabbing for Nate's controller. "You said I could play Henry this time."
"No, I didn't say that, now, let go. It's my turn," Nate argued.
"It's not, give me it!" Jason yelled. Diving at his brother the two of them began fighting for the controller.
"It's my game and you can't have it. Just because we're all sad because Nana's gone, doesn't mean I have to be nice to you," Nate taunted. Tears filled Jason's eyes. "Now you're a cry baby," he taunted as he held the controller above his head. Jason tried to reach for it, but Nate swung it out of his reach, elbowing him in the face in the process. It was at that point when Jack intervened. Reaching the two boys he pulled them apart. He frowned when he saw that Jason had a bloody nose.
"Savanna," he called.
"Yeah?" she called back.
"Jason's got a bloody nose. Can you help take care of that?"
"Yeah, come on, Jason. Let's go back to mine and DJ's room and we'll take care of that," she invited. Nodding the stunned nine-year-old followed his oldest sister out of the room. XXXX
Once Nate stopped struggling Jack pointed to one of the beds. Reluctantly the eleven-year-old sat down. Jack gave Henry a meaningful look.
"I'd better go check on the girls at the pool. I'll be back later," he said leaving.
"Now, what was all that about?" Jack prompted.
"It's not fair. Nothing's fair right now," Nate grumbled.
"What do you mean?" Jack asked.
"Everything," Nate explained his voice shaking slightly. It was then that Jack realized that the fight over the videogame was only part of the problem, and in fact not the real problem at all.
"Explain what you mean by everything," he encouraged.
"Jason was trying to horn in on the time Henry and I were hanging out. He's so annoying sometimes. He's just a little kid," Nate complained.
"You were one once to, and he's only two years younger than you, that's not a big gap."
"Yeah, I guess," Nate agreed.
"The fight with your brother is only a small piece of what's bothering you, isn't it?" Jack prodded. Looking down at his hands, Nate nodded.
"It's not fair, why did Nana have to die? I miss her, Jack." Tears were shining in Nate's eyes and he was fighting to keep them back, but losing.
"I know it's not fair," Jack comforted placing an arm around the younger boys shoulders. The two of them sat in silence Jack giving silent comfort as Nate allowed himself to grieve for the loss of his grandmother. After a few minutes he calmed down and Jack handed him some tissues. Nate wiped his face in embarrassment and gave Jack an embarrassed smile.
"Thanks," he said softly.
"No problem, I tell you what, why don't you go apologize to Jason then we'll go down to the pool and join the girls and Henry?" Jack suggested. Nodding Nate ran off to apologize to his brother before they both ran back to change into their swim trunks. XXXX
"She looks so peaceful," Derek commented as he, Spencer and the kids stood next to the casket.
"Yeah, she does," Spencer agreed.
"I forgot that Nana's first name was actually Donna," DJ said reading the obituary Derek and his sisters had written.
"Yes it was, Donna Francine Morgan," Sarah answered.
"That's where you got your first name and your middle name Joanne was from your grandma Dianna Joanne Reid," Spencer explained.
"I remember the day you were born like it was yesterday," Derek said, remembering the event. XXXX
"You're doing fantastic, Penelope. Just a few more pushes and you'll get to see your babies," her doctor coached.
"Oh my god, this hurts so much," the expectant mother panted.
"I know, and I'm sorry, if there was a way we could do this for you we would," Derek soothed.
"Der's right, we would in a heart beat," Spencer said.
"Thank you both, oh here comes another one," Pen groaned as another contraction hit. The expectant fathers watched as the line on the fetal monitor jumped as the contraction intensified.
"Just keep breathing, you're almost through it," the doctor said.
"You try breathing through it. The pain of child birth is akin to doing the splits on a crait of Dynamite," Pen growled. The three guys smiled at the analogy but made sure she didn't see them do it.
"I feel a lot of pressure. I can feel a head. Can I push now, please?" Penelope begged.
"Go ahead and push if you feel you need to," her OBGYN instructed.
"Why don't you two get behind her and support her. Penelope, tuck your chin to your chest and push as hard as you can. We'll count to 10," the nurse explained. The two guys settled behind their best friend and the mother of their children and helped support her as she began to push.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh! Oh my god this hurts!"
"I can see the head. Give me another good push," the doctor called. Groaning in pain, Penelope did what she was told and screamed as she felt her child's head leaving her body.
"The heads out, don't push , just breathe for a moment," the doctor told her.
"But I need to push," she whimpered beginning to do so.
"No, not yet, listen to the doctor, baby girl," Morgan coaxed. Turning her head she glared at him and he closed his mouth. Spencer bit the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing out loud at the interaction.
"Okay, you can push now," the doctor called. Putting her chin to her chest she pushed as hard as she could. She could feel the baby slipping from her body and she smiled as she heard her baby cry.
"It's a boy, 6 lbs 4 oz, 20 inches long born at 7:22 PM. He's absolutely perfect," the nurse said placing him on Pen's chest. All three parents stared in awe at their little bundle of joy. The nurse took him to clean up and wrap him in a blanket.
"I have to push again," Penelope told the group.
"That's good, it won't be long now and you'll have both your babies in your arms," the doctor said taking his place at the foot of the bed once again. Three minutes later a healthy baby girl weighing 6 lbs 8 oz and 19 inches long was born at 7:25 PM.
"Do these two cuties have names?" the nurse asked.
"Yes, but we'd like to wait until our family and friends are here to announce them," Spencer answered.
"Okay, we'll fill in that part on the birth certificates in a little bit. I just need the three of you to sign them right now," she said handing the two pieces of paper to the the three of them and smiling while they signed.
"Can the rest of the team come back now?" Garcia asked in awe as she stared down at the two babies snuggled in her arms.
"Yes, whenever you're ready for them," the nurse said.
"I'll go get them," Spencer offered.
"Thanks, baby cakes," Garcia called as she placed the baby girl in Derek's arms and smiled down at her twin brother that she was holding.
Five minutes later everyone was in the room. Hotch was carrying Savanna and an excited looking Jack was walking next to him.
"Let me see my grandbabies," Fran demanded moving over to the bed.
"Here, Mama, why don't you hold your granddaughter," Derek offered standing up and placing the newborn infant in his mother's arms.
"Hotch, would you like to hold your godson?" Garcia asked. The three of them had decided to make Hotch and Emily the twins godparents.
"I'd love to," he said walking over and taking the tiny boy into his arms.
"Baby," Jack exclaimed in a loud whisper.
"That's exactly right, buddy. It's a baby," Hotch told his son.
"He's so little, Daddy. Was I ever that little?"
"Yes you were," his father answered.
"Wow," Jack exclaimed amazed that he'd ever been that small.
"Now you're a big boy who helps take care of Savanna and Henry, aren't you, Jack?" Emily asked ruffling the little boys hair. Jack nodded excitedly.
"So what are their names?" JJ asked as she held a dozing Henry.
"Well, Hotch is holding Nathaniel Aaron Reid-Morgan 6 LBS 4 OZ 20 inches long born at 7:22 PM," Reid informed the group.
"Nathaniel after Dad, and Aaron, after well, Hotch," Derek explained smiling at the unit chief and his mother.
"We'll call him Nate for short.
"I'm sure your dad would have been honored," Fran said blinking back happy tears.
"Thank you both so much. This means a lot to me," Hotch said also getting choked up.
"Well we figured we needed to give him a strong name and you two were and are two of the strongest men we know," Derek said.
"So what is this little angel's name?" Fran asked smiling down at her newborn granddaughter. Getting up from where he was sitting on the edge of Penelopes bed Derek walked over to his mom and stood next to her.
"Mama, I'd like you and everyone else to meet Donna Joanne Reid-Morgan, DJ for short. Weighing in at 6 LBS 8 OZ, 19 inches long born at 7:25 PM."
"Oh, Derek, I love you so much, son," she cried hugging him tightly mindful of the baby in her arms.
"come over here Spencer," she demanded. Making his way to his mother-in-law he allowed her to hug him as well.
"But I thought your first name was Fran?" Rossi questioned.
"Nope, my actual given name is Donna Francine Morgan," Fran explained.
"And my mom's middle name was Joanne," Reid put in.
"Well they're both beautiful babies," Emily complimented.
"Thank you," Pen said as she yawned. Simultaneously Nate and DJ began crying.
"Well, we'd bettter let you get some rest and take care of these little ones," Emily said from where she stood holding Savanna who Hotch had handed to her when he took Nate.
"Bye bye, Nate, DJ, wuv you," Savanna whispered as the rest of the team left the room. All the adults smiled at the little girl then back at the little family as the three parents tried to pacify their crying infants. XXXX
"It's hard to believe that was 11 years ago now," Garcia said in amazement.
"I know exactly what you mean," Spencer agreed. The rest of the night was spent talking about some of their favorite memories with Fran and meeting others who loved her dearly. The funeral the next day was beautiful and before they all knew it, it was time for everyone but Reid and the kids to go back home.
"Bye, I'll see you when you get back home," Jack said tenderly as he kissed Savanna.
"Ewww, gross," Jason cried.
"Yeah, double gross," Sarah declared. Everyone laughed at the pair.
"Trust me, you won't feel that way forever," Emily assured her daughter.
"She better," Hotch argued causing all the girls to laugh.
"Oh hush, you," emily whispered kissing him quickly before grabbing his hand and heading for the departure gate at the airport. The rest of Spencer and the kids stay in Chicago went off without any problems and before they knew it they were back in Chicago. Three weeks later Derek was finally home having dealt with all of his mothers things and was currently helping to put her house up for sale. They were alljust glad that they'd made it through this difficult time thanks to the love of their friends and family.
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