"I belong to my beloved, and my beloved is mine."

Jamie McGuire, Beautiful Disaster

Emily was almost giddy as she climbed into the SUV. She had promised not to do any cases that required long flights, and this one was within driving distance. Tara stole a glance at her and shook her head. "You might be the only person I know that is excited about a mass murder."

Shrugging, Emily struggled with the seatbelt before finally buckling it up. "I'm being threatened with bed rest. This case is close enough for us to drive. I'm not sure what you expected." She said with a smirk. "And before you ask, I have water, and a snack."

Tara rolled her eyes and waited for JJ to climb in the back. The blonde looked between the two women in the front and shook her head. "Emily, you look far too excited to be going on a case that includes 5 bodies so far." She commented.

"What can I say, the fact that I actually get to go on cases is a plus." Emily grinned and pulled out her phone, sending Derek a quick message. The drive from Virginia to Kentucky wasn't far, but it was far enough that they would have to spend the night. Once they arrived at the police precinct, Emily climbed out of the SUV and stretched. She was wearing the belly band, hoping that it would bring her some relief, and a loose white button down shirt and a pair of black stretchy pants. Her hair had grown, brushing her shoulders, curling slightly since the pregnancy, her usually pale skin coloured with a soft pink flush that only a pregnant woman could possess. She gave Tara and JJ a small smile before reaching into the SUV and grabbed her bag with her tablet, along with some snacks in it. Their go-bags were already at the hotel where Matt had dropped them off earlier. They walked into the precinct and Emily scanned the room before walking over and speaking with the sheriff. The older man was taken aback as Emily introduced herself, but he took it well and motioned to a room for them to use. The women dropped their bags in the corner and a few moments later the rest of the team arrived.

"Alright, let's go. Tara will stay back with me and we'll interview the victim's families. Reid will work on the geo-profile. Rossi and JJ go to the morgue and speak with the coroner. Matt and Luke, head out to the crime scene." Emily said, looking down at the file. "Keep in touch, we'll meet back here around 4."

Emily was infinitely glad that she had the support of the team she had. They were well trained with heavy experience. She could trust them to do their jobs without her, but she loved being with them and doing her job. She watched as people started to stream into the precinct and Emily gave Tara a small nod. If she decided to leave the FBI, Emily could see herself doing something with victims' rights. They had talked about it, her and Derek, but they both knew that she could be FBI director one day. It would all hinge on their babies. Her hand rested on the top of her bump and smiled as she felt a strong kick. Tara glanced at her, her eyebrows raised. "That was a foot." Emily said, shaking her head. "Baby B. Much smaller than baby A, but kicks up a storm." She grabbed Tara's hand and placed it on her stomach where the kicking continued.

"It's pretty amazing." Tara whispered, a slight edge of sadness in her voice. She had been married. She had been engaged, but neither of those relationships had been strong enough to handle babies, hell they hadn't been strong enough to handle one another. She gave her friend a tight lipped smile. Emily placed her hand over Tara's and nodded.

"It is, and these babies are gonna be so lucky to have you as an auntie." She squeezed Tara's hand softly before looking at the line of people stream in. They had their work cut out for them.

Grabbing her tablet and phone, Emily headed out with Tara behind her, each heading to different interview rooms. She was good at dealing with people, even better with dealing with children. They did interview after interview, notes filling up books and tablets. They worked through lunch, Emily snacking on the nuts and granola bars that Derek had packed for her. Emily exited the room, feeling every eye in the building on her. "Haven't they ever seen a pregnant woman before?" She muttered under her breath, spotting JJ whose eyes grew huge. The blonde walked over to her, an arm around her shoulder as she ushered her into the room and closed the door. "What?"

JJ looked over at Tara who bit down on her lower lip. "Em, um…" She took a breath, trying to figure out the best way to say what she wanted when the door opened and the men walked in. Luke came to a sudden stop in front of Emily causing Reid and Matt to slam into him and each other. He stared at Emily before looking away quickly. Matt looked at Emily and then JJ and held his arms out and moved the two other men out of the room.

"What is going ON?" Emily muttered, crossing her arms across her chest. It was then that she felt the cold wetness against her forearms and her face blushed. "Fuck."

JJ gave her friend an understanding smile. "Sorry Mama, your milk came in." She said softly.

Emily hid her face in her hands. "I can't believe this happened. And here. With everyone…" Tears leaked from between her fingers and Tara gently helped her into a chair.

"Em, it's normal. It was bound to happen sooner or later." She said softly. The blonde sighed watching the embarrassment wash over her friend. The tears kept dripping from between her fingers for a few moments until Emily looked up, makeup smeared.

"I need to go to the hotel. I need to go back…"

There was a soft knock at the door and Matt opened it, a sheepish look on his face. "Here's one of my hoodies. It's clean." He said quietly, giving Emily a soft look before disappearing.

Tara handed it to Emily who turned her back and unbuttoned her shirt.

"Bra too. Your nipples will get chafed in a wet bra."

Emily froze and slowly unclipped her bra before pulling on the sweatshirt. "I'm NOT going out there braless." She whispered.

"You won't be." JJ reassured her. "I'm going to go to the closest maternity store and I'm going to find you a new top and a couple of bras with removable padding." She pressed a kiss on Emily's hair. "So you stay here, I'll tell the guys minus Matt to go get us some food and I should be back by then." She grabbed her phone and wallet and the keys to the SUV and headed out. Tara grabbed Emily's bag and handed it to her, Emily digging out a compact and a package of kleenex. She wiped her face clear from her smudged make up and applied a new light layer of eye makeup. Her eyes were still swollen and red from crying but she looked better than before. Sighing, Emily looked at Tara and gave her a weak smile.

"You doin' okay there, Mama?"

Emily shrugged slowly before nodding. "Yeah, I'm okay." She said softly. Placing everything back in her bag, she tugged on Matt's sweatshirt before sighing. "I'm just embarrassed."

The darker woman nodded and got to her feet. "It's fine, Em. No one cares." She slid her phone across the table. "Now why don't you call that beautiful hunk of man meat of a husband of yours."

Laughing softly, Emily picked up her phone. "Thanks Tara.. And I was honest when I said that my babies are so lucky to have you as their auntie." She said softly. "That they will have a badass proud amazing black woman to teach them everything that I can't."

Tara froze and stared at her friend, a stunned look on her face. "Sorry?"

Emily smiled, her hand resting on her belly. "Tara, Derek and I have had this conversation. Our kids are going to be biracial. Chances are they are going to inherit Derek's hair and Derek shaves his head for a reason because it's unruly curly. I'm going to need help, regardless if these babies are boys or girls because I'm not having bald children. They're going to need people around them who can help them grow up to be amazing humans and that might not always be me."

A few tears rolled down Tara's face that she wiped away roughly. "Those kids are going to have the best people around them, Emily."

"I know. And one of them is going to be you." She smiled up at her friend as she walked out of the room. Emily dialed Derek's number and told him about the incident, relaxing slightly as she heard his voice on the other line. He reassured her that the team wouldn't say anything and that it was a normal part of pregnancy. He ended the conversation with their usual sign off. "I love you." to her "I love you more." and his "I love you forever."

A few moments later JJ knocked on the door and slid in, a bag in her hands. She placed it on the table and pulled out a white top, with a zipper instead of buttons, and then three different bras. The blonde gave her friend a gentle smile. "They all have removable washable pads." I went with the same band size since we're pretty close in size."

Emily nodded and got to her feet. "Thanks JJ. I'm not sure what I would do without you." She said softly.

JJ shrugged. "We're a team, Em. If one of us needs help, we're going to do whatever we can to help." She took Emily's other clothes and tossed them in a bag. "We can get these washed when we get back to the hotel. You go get changed and then we'll have supper."

Rubbing her eyes with the heel of her hands, Emily sighed deeply before getting to her feet. "Thanks."

"You got it, Mama." JJ watched as Emily slipped out to go get changed. She returned a few minutes later with the new clothes on and she passed the hoodie back to Matt. He gave her a gentle smile and reached out, squeezing her arm as she lowered herself in the chair. She wasn't sure who had put in the order for food, but there was a bowl of tomato soup and a grilled cheese sandwich along with a smoothie sitting at the head of the table. Emily gave everyone a shy quiet smile and took a bite of the sandwich. They hashed out ideas before heading back to the field. Emily and Tara had books full of notes that they compiled and compared them. It was late into the night when the team, and local law enforcement were able to catch the unsub. They all retired to the hotel, exhausted but relieved that they were able to find the unsub so quickly, and without any other murders.

"Drinks?" Rossi suggested as the team spilled out of the precinct.

Emily shook her head but waved the team towards the restaurant that was connected to the bar. "I'm going to head upstairs." She said, her hands on the small of her back. "But you guys have one or two for me and the babies."

JJ looped her arm around Emily's waist and nodded. "I have to go call Will and the boys, so I'll walk up with you."

Tara looked around at her company and gave a respectful nod. "Sorry Rossi, but there's too much testosterone at this table. I have to get some reading done for my research so I'm gonna head up as well." She said flashing the men a smile. "Even my looks can't make this table pretty." She caught up to the two other women and smiled as the doors to the elevators closed. "Plus, I have a mini bar with bottles that I'm going to charge to the bureau." She added with a light laugh.

Rubbing her stomach, Emily leaned against the bar in the elevator. "Only a few months until I can have a glass of wine."

"Unless you plan on breastfeeding." JJ piped up as they made their way to the 4th floor. She and Tara exchanged glances, smirks on their faces.

"I forgot about breastfeeding." Emily groaned softly. "If I can, I'll breast feed. It's not the end of the world if I don't, but I want to give it a try."

"It's great for bonding with the baby and it also helps with dropping some of the baby weight." JJ said with a small shrug.

Emily's dark eyes rolled and she rubbed the underside of her belly. 'Yeah, I'll need all the help I can get." She answered wryly. The elevator door dinged and Emily pulled her key out of her pocket. Both JJ and Tara exchanged glances, not used to seeing Emily underestimating herself as much as she has been recently.

"I'm not sure who has been telling you what, Emily, but you're one beautiful pregnant lady." JJ said honestly. "You're all baby." She and Tara walked Emily to her door. "And don't tell me that you haven't gotten to the pregnancy horny part."

Stopping at her door, Emily blushed and shook her head, sliding the key card into the door. JJ continued, leaning against the wall.

"So Tara, pregnancy horny is like 10000 worse than regular horny." She said with a fond look on her face. "Like it's ridiculous. We'd have sex for hours and it would be just one orgasm after another and then Will would fall asleep and I'd go to the bathroom and take a shower and finish things…"

Emily glared at her friend and shut the door. "Good night JJ." She muttered, with a shake of her head.

"It makes me wish I was still pregnant!" JJ called through the door. Her laughter, along with Tara's followed her and Emily ran her hands over her face.

"Go away, JJ!"

Their footsteps walked away softly and Emily shook her head. JJ wasn't wrong but that was besides the point. She sent Derek a text, knowing full well that he was in San Francisco and was hours behind her timewise. When he didn't reply, Emily went and filled the bathtub with steaming water. The bathtub wasn't as wide as theirs at home, but it was long and deep and would do the job. Stripping off her clothes, Emily lowered herself into the hot water, placing her phone on the closed toilet seat and a book close by. She picked up the book and allowed herself to get lost in the story, reading a few chapters in the warm comfort of the bathtub. She kept refilling the tub while allowing the cool water to drain. Her toes were well wrinkled by the time she decided to get out of the tub. Pulling the plug with her toes, Emily waited for the water to drain, she placed her hands on either side of the tub and pressed up. Nothing. Some water sloshed from where she was blocking the flow and she sat back. Trying again, Emily wiggled and tried to get more leverage. Nothing. Of all the things she was stuck in the bathtub in their hotel. She thought about the options she had and none of them were very good. Finally, she sent a text to JJ. Simple and direct.

Get Tara and get a room key from the front and come into my room.

She waited a few moments until she got a text from the blonde.

You okay?

No. Emily was not okay, not in the least, but she didn't say that in the text.

Just come.

The moments seemed to drag until she finally heard the door open.

"Emily?"

Sighing heavily, Emily reached for a towel to cover herself. "In the bathroom." She said loud enough for them to hear.

Tara and JJ opened the door slowly, peeking in.

"I'm stuck." Emily said, trying to avoid eye contact. "I decided to take a bath and I can't get enough leverage to get out."

JJ and Tara exchanged a quick glance neither of them commenting, knowing full well that Emily was teetering on the edge.

"It's okay, Mama." Tara said gently. "We've got you." She took off her shoes and socks and rolled up her pant legs and got in behind Emily. She squatted and looped her arms under Emily's armpits and with JJ's help got their unit chief to her feet. JJ grabbed Emily's robe and once she was safely on terra firma, wrapped it around her.

Emily sat down on shaky legs on the closed toilet seat, her head in her hands. Tara sat perched on the edge of the tub and JJ squatted down in front of their friend and took her hands. "Emily, look at me."

Slowly, Emily raised her eyes and stared at JJ.

"I get it, it sucks, but we don't mind helping you out, okay?" She squeezed her hands softly. "Come on, you go and get dressed and Tara and I will go put on our PJs and we can all order in some super high calorie room service."

Emily stared at JJ and then up at Tara. "But you two saw me naked in the tub. I must look like a beached whale."

Shrugging, JJ gave her friend's hands a soft kiss. "Honey, get used to it. In a few months you're going to have lots of people all up in your business and seeing a whole lot more of you than you've ever wanted." She stood up. "And Emily, none of us are judging your body. You're growing two Morgan babies in there."

"And you look beautiful doing it!" Tara added, giving her friend a wide smile. "Jayje and I will come back in about 20 minutes and we can watch whatever is on TV and order some junk." She said patting Emily's leg and getting to her feet. JJ followed suit quickly.

Emily slowly got to her feet and dried herself and pulled on Derek's Chicago PD tshirt and a clean pair of underwear and a pair of Derek's sweats. A few minutes later JJ walked in, followed by Tara. True to their word, they ordered every calorie laden dish they could find on the menu and watched terrible television until Emily started to doze off. There was more than enough space for the three of them on the king bed in Emily's room. JJ turned off the light and she and Tara finished off the food before settling in the bed. When they emerged from Emily's room early in the morning, Rossi gave them a smile before heading down for breakfast.