Morgan just stepped off the plane. This was the first time he had met Blake, and she already undermined the team as a whole. Stress radiated off his body as he climbed in his car and drove home. He was still trying to adjust back to this time zone, he missed Emily. Garcia was mad at him. When he got home, he just wanted to sleep. As he pulled into his driveway, he saw an unfamiliar car parked in the street in front of his house. His agent instincts kicked in and he saw the car was empty. The he noticed the form sitting on his stoop. It was dark, only a silhouette could be seen from the nearby streetlight. He cautiously approached his house, his hand hovering to his holster. The form slowly stood. As he got closer, he heard her voice.

"Stand down Morgan, It's me." Emily responded, the dullness in her voice worried him, but the tension from earlier fell away.

"What's wrong Emily?"

"Can we talk inside?" Morgan nodded and quickly unlocked his house. He flicked on a light and led Emily to sit with him in the small living room.

Before he could say anything, Emily pulled out something wrapped in what looked like a paper towel. He gave her a confused look but opened it anyway. His eyes widened. A pregnancy test. A positive pregnancy test. He looked into her scared eyes. "Emily? Are you…?" He trailed off and she nodded, "And you're sure its…" He lost his voice again.

"Yours?" Emily finished his question. "Yeah, I'm sure. You're the only person I'd been with in a year and a half." Emily studied Morgan as he rubbed his head as he looked down, his tell.

"Are, are you sure?" He questioned, nod fully comprehending this.

"No Derek, I flew across the world so that I could have you double check." Her voice was dripping with sarcasm, "Yes I'm sure!" she snapped. She rubbed her eyes, "Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you. I don't expect anything from you. I just thought you should know. I can do this on my own." Emily stood to leave, but a gentle, yet firm hand stopped her.

"Emily don't run away from this. Can we at least talk about this?" Emily saw the hurt in his eyes and moved to relax back into the couch with him. "You don't have to this on your own, whatever you decide, I'll be by your side. But if you decide to keep it, we can figure something out. Just take time to process what's happening and what you want to do." Emily saw the hope in his eyes when he mentioned keeping it. His hope gave her hope. Maybe she could do this, she knew she wanted to. She had always wanted a child, but the time was never right. She never had a partner.

Finally, she let the tears fall. She had never wanted it to be like this. She just moved for a new start. Now a member of her old family would be tied to her forever. How could she step back and help herself heal, when she let herself get knocked up? Again. Derek held her while she cried. When she stopped, he was still holding her, soothing her.

"Are you hungry?" She shook her head. "Are you tired? You can sleep in the guest room." She nodded. She knew her parents were back in D.C. and she could stay with them, but that meant telling them why she was there, and she wasn't ready for that.

Soon Emily was cuddled into the guest bed. She tried to sleep, but her mind was racing. She knew she shouldn't have, but she got up and made her way across the hall to Derek's room. She knocked lightly.

She hadn't expected him to be awake. She knew he must be exhausted. But he called back to her, "Come in."

"Can't sleep either?" She asked softly as he laid in his bed.

He sighed, "No, I was, but my mind is racing. Are you okay?" He asked softly.

Emily was glad it was dark, and that she couldn't see the tears forming in her eyes. "I will be. Can I-" she felt like a child for asking for this, "Can I lay with you? Maybe if we can't sleep, we can not sleep together?"

"Of course, Princess." He patted to the other side of her bed and she crawled under the covers with him. "You know, if we decide to keep it, Penelope will have a field day, right?"

Emily laughed lightly, "Oh god, and if we keep it, and it's a girl, she will lose her fucking mind over baby clothes." The prospect of having a closet full of pink tutus and tiny bows made Emily's heart warm, she subconsciously rested a hand on her stomach.

"Yeah it'll also be mine, so she'll also be weird about having an actual 'Baby Girl'" He laughed. "Let me tell you, between Princess and Baby Girl, I'm running out of nicknames." Both laughed and fell into a comfortable silence.

"Do you, ya know, want to keep it?" Emily was the first to break the silence.

Morgan thought for a moment, "If you would have told me three years ago that this would be happening, I would say you're crazy. That I couldn't possibly be ready for a kid by now, but honestly? I do. I really do. Just the thought of how much love our child would have, between the BAU family, and my family, and maybe yours, I think bringing a baby, this baby, into all that love would be the best option." He paused, "What about you? I think your choice matters more."

"Both of our opinions matter equally to me. Now, don't get me wrong, a woman always has the right to choose, but it feels so different with us. We both have to decide together. I want to keep it too. I'm just scared and worried about all that has to be sorted out. Do you remember that case a few years back? It was only like a year after I was assigned. Those foster brothers that killed families?"

"Yeah, I remember."

"Well they accidentally left one kid alive, do you remember her? Carrie?" She felt him nod next to her. "JJ couldn't get in contact with her other family, I told Hotch I would take her. Obviously, it didn't pan out, but I think that's the moment I realized I wanted children. I've never thought of myself as the motherly type, but in that moment, I knew I wanted it. Nothing after that worked out how I wanted. But I never stopped wanting a child. Just because it didn't happen like a fairy tale, doesn't mean that it's not still what I want."

"Are we really doing this? Are we really having a baby together?"

Emily chuckled at him, "Yeah I guess we are."

Both must have been able to fall asleep at some point, because when his alarm blared near him, Emily was spread out, one leg and arm draped over him. He carefully pulled himself out of bed. He couldn't go into work. He had so much more he had to hash out with Emily. He pulled his work phone off the nightstand and quickly dialed his boss.

"Hotchner."

"Hey Hotch. I'm not going to be in today."

"Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, just a" He looked over to Emily and smiled, "Just a family emergency. Could take a few days to sort out. I'll just use some PTO. Sorry to bail on you guys."

"Okay. No problem, we should be off rotation for a while."

"Alright, thanks."

Morgan hung up and brushed a lock of brown hair away from porcelain skin. He placed a soft kiss to Emily's forehead. He curled back under the blanket with her and caught a couple more hours of sleep. Morgan was woken up by the sound of his doorbell ringing. He grumbled and got out of bed. He made his way down the stairs. The sound of rapid knocking irritating him further. Without even looking, he swung the door open "What?!" He snapped.

"Woah Mr. Grouchy Pants." Garcia said, stepping beside Morgan to let herself in.

"Garcia, this is really not a good time for a social call." Morgan stated, softening his tone so that he could usher Penelope away before Emily woke up.

"Hotch said you had a family emergency. I tried calling, texting. But I got zilch! You scared the bejeezus out of me so I wanted to see for myself if you were okay."

"Penelope-" Morgan started, but right at that moment, Emily decided to appear at the top of the stairs.

Her hair was a mess, she was rubbing her eyes to help adjust them to the offending light. "Who is it?" She asked, her voice deep and raspy from sleep.

"Emily?!" Garcia screeched. Emily's eyes snapped open.

"God dammit Penelope, you always have shit timing." Morgan grumbled.

The blond flew up the stairs and pulled her friend into a hug. Emily felt a wave of nausea overtake her. She pulled herself away from Penelope just in time to sprint to the bathroom and hurl into the toilet, not bothering to close the door.

"Gosh, Emily. Didn't realize your hatred for me ran so deep." Penelope quipped as she pulled Emily's hair back.

Emily groaned as she sat back from the toilet. "Nice to see you too, Pen. How've you been?" She snarked.

"Great, now why the fuck are you in town and with Morgan, and not me?"

Morgan stepped in from the hall. "Penelope. Not now. Please? Just meet me downstairs?" he asked, though his tone left no room for her to refuse.

Derek stopped by the kitchen to start some coffee while Pen continued to the living room. He was almost done when his heart dropped to his chest. "Emily's PREGNANT?" He heard her yell form the other room, before she stomped into the kitchen. "What is going on?" He saw her hold up the pregnancy test from earlier.

Emily bolted into the kitchen, giving Derek a deadly glare, "That was just out in the open?" She asked incredulously.

Morgan rubbed his forehead, already over it. "I wasn't expecting company, Emily." He said as softly as the quickly forming headache would allow.

Emily sat in uncomfortable silence in the living room with Penelope. Derek came in holding a mug of coffee for him and a mug for Emily. Emily reached for it but stopped herself. "I can't have that, no caffeine for the next nine months."

Derek nodded, "I'm sorry. I didn't even think about that." He looked softly at her, "I'll make sure I get some decaf for you." He turned his attention to the blond, who was shamelessly glaring at him. "Don't give me that look, Baby Girl. We were going to tell all of you. I just found out last night."

Penelope shifted her glare to Emily. Emily rolled her eyes, clearly not having it today.

"Pen, I think it goes without saying, that we would like to be the ones to tell everyone. And we will, promise. We just need to process this ourselves first."

Penelope sighed. "I know. My lips are sealed, but you better bet your ass that I get to know first on everything else. Got it?"

Morgan and Emily laughed. "Got it, now get back to work." Morgan pulled her in for a hug before walking her to the door, "And Emily was never here, okay?" He called after her as she left.

She turned around and winked at him, "Who?"

Morgan plopped back onto the couch with Emily, Emily turned to him, "There's no way she can keep that secret, is there?"

Morgan sighed, "Not a fucking chance. I give her an hour before the whole team knows."

"Derek Morgan," Penelope said as she talked to the many toys surrounding her computers, "My best friend and confidant got one of my other friends, you guys remember Emily, well she's pregnant, and I'm the only one who knows and it's already killing me."

Penelope heard someone clear their throat behind her. She whipped her chair around and saw a wide-eyed JJ staring at her. "Derek got Emily pregnant?" She said a little to loudly. With the door open, as people stopped and stared into Penelope's office.

Penelope leapt up and quickly shut the door behind her best friend, "SHH! I'm the only one who knows! Oh, god dammit, well I was supposed to be."

"When did they get together?"

"Just the one time. In London. They forgot I was coming that day, and when I saw them Emily had that freshly fucked look and I knew. They didn't even deny it. They knew they were caught."

Emily felt her phone buzz in her pocket, she saw it was from JJ. She didn't even need to open the message.

Morgan looked at her, "What was the time?"

Emily laughed, "42 minutes. That has to be her personal record."

"Guess we have to deal with this sooner than we hoped." He sighed, he wanted his friends to know, he really did. At the same time, he also wanted to just live in this moment with Emily.

Emily felt the same, "Yeah. I guess we do."