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I'm going to try to be consistent again. Which means chapters will be shorter since long chapters are becoming my downfall. I thought I published this... like a fortnight ago. Guess not.
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"Baby girl," Morgan called. He sat up at his desk and grabbed his bag. Garcia stopped in her tracks on her way to the elevator. "Can I catch a ride?"
Garcia raised her eyebrows and waited for Derek to sweep his bag off his desk and hurry over.
"How did you get here?"
Derek rubbed the back of his neck. "Um... my date last night gave me a ride. She also threw my bag out."
He smiled sheepishly as Penelope rolled her eyes. She looked him up and down before nodding.
"Thanks, so-"
"If you start whining about your failed date you're out," Garcia said quickly as the elevator pinged and opened. Derek chuckled as he followed her inside.
"I won't say a-"
"And I get to see the baby first," Penelope interrupted. "No exceptions."
Derek held his hands up in surrender. Garcia beamed at him, pretending not to have heard about Derek's one night stand.
"What time are the team coming?" Rossi asked.
Emily exchanged Spencer to her other side again since he'd started to whine and she went back to gently rocking him. "Penelope's coming early, she said three-thirty, so she'll probably be here by three."
Dave barked out a laugh and pulled back from the window. He turned and grinned at his partner and son cozied up in the corner of the couch.
"What about the others?" Dave sat beside Emily and leaned across her to make a face at Spencer.
Emily gave him a gentle nudge when he started to distract the boy from eating.
"JJ's bringing the boys at four, Hotch was going to pick up Jack too, so he said four-ish. And Morgan, well, he'll arrive when he arrives I guess."
Dave nodded. "You don't think it's too much for him?" he asked. Emily lifted Spencer up and gently rested him on her shoulder.
"He's not going to mind. He's going to drop back off to sleep soon anyway," she said, rubbing circles in Spencer's back as the boy fisted his eyes. Dave offered to take him from a reluctant Emily and he got up and started patting Spencer's back gently.
The boy made a high pitched squeaking sound as he tried to find warmth in Dave's neck. Dave chuckled and positioned the little head so the boy's chin was resting on his shoulder.
"You sure he's not still hungry?" Dave asked as Spencer tried to nuzzle his face into the muslin cloth on Dave's shoulder. Emily looked up as she pulled her top down.
"He wouldn't take anymore," she said. Dave didn't question her and started to pat Spencer's back. The boy squeaked a little at the motion, his tiny fingers playing in Dave's jumper.
"I'm excited for him to meet Penelope," said Emily as she straightened a couch cushion and pushed herself to her feet. She walked alongside Dave and tickled Spencer's neck as the boy tried to raise it valiantly, his lips parting to reveal toothless gums. He was trying to look up at the light which seemed to have captured the little one's attention. Emily managed to swindle his focus back by making an extravagantly happy face. Spencer's lips curled just slightly, his gums showing-proudly as he reached one pudgy hand toward Emily. She grabbed it and planted an open-mouthed kiss on the back of it. Spencer made a noise and squirmed in Dave's arms.
"Hey," said Dave with a laugh, still rubbing and patting gently. "He's supposed to be burping, don't distract him."
Emily stuck her tongue out at Dave as Spencer's excited eyes followed her. His mouth was still open and as Emily was about to take him back he burped softly.
Dave cheered and lifted Spencer to face him. The little boy stared at him for a moment as he praised him before his eyes found the light and he reached a hand up toward it.
"You and the lights," sighed Emily, trying to use her hand as a shield. Spencer looked at her and smiled.
"He's probably working out how it works cus-" and Dave brought Spencer close to his face, the baby above him, gazing down with a hazy smile at his daddy. "He's my smart bambino. You're papa's smart boy aren't you?" Emily rolled her eyes as Dave used his baby voice but she grinned when Spencer shrieked happily and reached both hands down to pat Dave's cheeks.
"Oof, Hey, lay off your old man," retorted Dave as he lowered Spencer and kissed his cheek.
Emily managed to get Dave's attention again when he had Spencer back against his shoulder, she opened her arms and looked at the baby expectantly.
Dave stepped back. "We're having fun," he said defensively.
"And Spencer needs nap time. Pass him over."
Dave sighed but gave Spencer over, making one last crazy expression at the baby who was watching him with a smile.
"Take a good look, David, he won't be smiling in a minute."
Rossi couldn't watch Emily do it alone and he followed Emily to their room. They paused for a while looking at the bassinet.
"Should we-"
"Move it?" Emily asked, glancing back at Dave. Spencer was quite happily tucked up in her arm, pacifier (which Emily had taken from Dave's bedside table) in his mouth, and his fingers moving slowly over each other.
Dave nodded.
"Yea," said Emily. "In the living room? Just... until later, so we can watch him."
"Gotcha," Dave said and he walked over to the bassinet and lifted it. Emily waited for him to take it from the room. She gazed down at Spencer, gently stroking the slightly curled tufts of hair on his head. He blinked slowly up at her, his pacifier moving up and down every few seconds and his breath coming out of his nose it noisy chuffs.
"You're going to stay with us," Emily whispered. She wondered if she meant that evening or on the grand scale of it all. It seemed a nice idea.
Emily and Dave found themselves tangled in an embrace when the doorbell rang sending them both from each other's arms. Dave turned to Emily with a smirk as she rolled her eyes and cranes her neck to check Spencer. The boy had shifted to the left and his hand was rubbing against his eye.
"Think someone might be waking up. You get the door," Emily said.
Penelope swooped in, her eyes locked on the bassinet. "Oh holy Jesus," she whispered, stopping before she got too close. Emily looked up and smiled, her hand resting in the bassinet.
"Hey, Garcia."
"H-hey... is there a baby in there and please say yes," Garcia retorted. Emily laughed softly and nodded, looking back in the bassinet.
"Just one handsome little guy whose been waiting to meet his auntie Pen," said Emily.
Garcia pulled her bottom lip into her mouth and bit it in excitement. Emily looked back down into the bassinet and her expression went sad.
"Oh no, it's okay, handsome."
Penelope held her breath at the thin wail escaping the bassinet. Emily fitted and reached in, carefully lifting a tiny little body from the blankets. The baby clutched onto one of the blankets, a honeycomb green one that Emily cradled around him.
Garcia gaped at the baby. His eyes were wide open, a beautiful dark blue that held onto Emily as she lay him in her lap. His hands came up and rubbed a little jerkily at his splotchy face. Emily pulled one away and wiped a troublesome tear from the boy's eye. The baby had stopped wailing and he just stared at Emily, his tufts of hair sticking up wildly from where he'd rubbed his head in the blankets.
"Oh..." Penelope whispered as she looked at the tiny little boy. He started to chew his hand a little and Emily didn't try to stop him, she just gently ran her fingers down his cheeks. She looked up at Garcia and grinned.
"Come here, Pen. I think he should meet his godmother."
Garcia took a step forward but froze, flicking her head at Emily. "Godmother?" She murmured.
Emily's grin grew and she shifted Spencer so he was raised off her lap and she offered him to Garcia.
Spencer made little grumbling noises as he kicked his legs, looking for someone's warmth.
Garcia hurried to sit on the couch beside them and she cooed softly at the new angle she was looking at Spencer with.
"You want me... t-to be godmother?"
"You supported us through our decision, even when we gave Spencer up. You're always helping us and you're one of my best friends, Penelope. Of course, you're going to be my handsome boy's godmother." Emily winked and started to hand Spencer over and Garcia positioned her arms with a flustered ardour. "And I know with parents like me and Dave Spencer's gonna need a godmother like you."
Emily released Spencer and he looked at her before seeing Penelope's face and becoming fascinated by her. Garcia beamed down at him and Spencer stared at the sparkly glasses then the gem-filled necklace, his curious fingers reaching up to touch.
"Hey there, beautiful. I'm your auntie Pen. A-and." She glanced at Emily with a fond smile. "And your godmother so if you want anything come to me first."
Emily laughed at that and shook her head, leaning close to Spencer so he'd look at her. "Unless mummy and daddy say no," she said. Spencer blinked at her mock stern expression and he split into a smile, his hands clapping together. Emily gaped at him as Garcia laughed.
"That means he'll definitely have to ask me, isn't that right?" Spencer saw Penelope's necklace again and he cooed up at it.
"Already conspiring against me. My own child!"
Dave laughed as he walked into the room, shaking his head at Emily. "I know I overestimate that little guy's brain but really, Em, I don't think he understands contempt."
Emily huffed with a smile. "He won't ever need to since you'll say yes to everything even after I say no," she said and Dave grinned.
Morgan walked in behind Rossi with a somewhat shy smile.
"Is this where you're hiding him?"
Garcia looked up with a watery smile. "Derek, come look, he's so cute!"
Derek looked over her shoulder and down at the baby who was busy trying to snatch Garcia's bangle off her wrist.
"Cute kid," he said. "Pretty surprising since you two are the parents."
"Watch it," muttered Dave as he came closer himself and smiled down at Spencer. Upon seeing him Spencer gave an open-mouthed smile and pulled Penelope's hand to his mouth.
Dave chuckled and chucked Spencer under the chin. "Careful, he loves fingers. Oh, and he may not have teeth but his jaw is strong."
Spencer, oblivious to the talk going on about him, gunned Garcia's fingers, his hands clasping her's tight.
"Did you tell her?" Dave asked. Emily looked up from where she'd been folding Spencer's blanket.
"What...- oh! Yea."
"Tell her what?" Asked Derek, having to also pull his gaze away from Spencer.
"Penelope's Spencer's godmother," said Emily and Derek grinned. He slapped a hand on Garcia's shoulder.
"Wait t-go, baby girl!"
"And Aaron's the godfather, that's if he says yes," Dave added and Emily scowled.
"You're gonna ask him?"
"Well... yes."
"Oh." Emily shrugged. "I sort of just told Garcia she was the godmother."
Derek laughed on Garcia's behalf, the teach analyst too wrapped up in Spencer's presence. "Like she'd say no. I'm surprised she wasn't the one to tell you she was godmother."
Next chapter the rest of the team meet Spencer.
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