7 months later
Emily had Andrew had gotten engaged a month ago, but she'd yet to tell her friends. She had a million different ways that she wanted to tell them but that came along with the second part of her surprise announcement. At the age of 47, Emily Prentiss was pregnant—like with a mini Mendoza—and she was part petrified and part ecstatic. Andrew told her yesterday that he put in for her team to fly out to help with a case. Emily had successfully started a BAU in Denver; however, that team was gone on a case. Emily was taking her instructions from the doctor seriously. She was high risk, so flying was problematic at times. She didn't want to harm her baby, so she helped her team out remotely. To her surprise, Tara took over the BAU instead of Dave. She was crazy excited to see them; it had been 4 months since the last time she able to visit them. Andrew texted Emily that they'd just arrived and dove directly into the case.
Since moving to Denver, Emily had taking up practically cooking everything that her family ate. All of a sudden, she became extremely paranoid about eating out and getting sick; instead of laughing at her, Andrew supported her decisions to cook almost everything they ate. Emily had just finished making some fish tacos for Andrew and her team. She put them in an insulated container to keep them hot and headed down to Andrew's office. When she arrived, she spoke to everyone in the office that she'd come to like in such a short time. She was about to go into Andrew's office when one of the agents said that he was in the conference room. Emily was happy that she had a barely-there baby bump; for the moment, it was easy to conceal with a loose-fitting top. Today was the day to tell her team. She'd bought a shirt that said baby loading and put on a bomber jacket over it. She walked into the conference room with a huge smile, "I brought lunch." As they jumped up happy to greet her, she was surprised to see that Garcia had come along to work the case. They dug into the food as Emily sat down in Andrew's lap. She kissed him on the lips, "I brought you fish tacos today."
He smiled at her, "You spoil me." The team all dug into their meals with gusto; Reid asked, "What restaurant is this from? It's amazing!"
Emily smiled, "Casa de Mendoza. I made it." They looked at her with surprised smiles. Tara noticed the huge ring on her finger. "Emily, nice hardware." All eyes went to her left hand and Garcia was the first to jump up. Emily immediately stopped her, "Don't hug me yet. I'd rather get everything out and deal with one bone-crushing hug." She looked to Andrew, who simply smiled up at her in adoration.
Emily opened up her jacket and watched everyone's jaw drop as they read her shirt. "Now you can hug me Penelope." Garcia wasted no time in hugging Emily as tight as she could. Emily dealt with all the congratulatory hugs until she herself got hungry. She sat back down in Andrew's lap and ate her food. Garcia lasted for about 15 minutes, "Buttercup, when are you due? Do you know what you're having? Tell me everything. And that ring is amazing!"
Emily moved Andrew's hand to the bottom of her belly because he was the only one that knew how to reduce the discomfort that she had in that particular place. "Last week, Drew and Keely did this amazing proposal at the bowling alley. He had rented out a light that read 'Will you marry me?' and had it shone on our bowling lane. It was so cute, but I burst out into tears because of the hormones. The ring is my mom's; he got her permission and she gave him the ring that my father gave her. He got it custom-made. He chose pearls to surround the diamonds and had the whole thing set in gold. We are due in 3 months; Kristy and I broke the BAU baby curse because…we're having a girl!"
Garcia didn't even try to hide the happy tears, "I am spoiling both girls rotten, so get ready."
A/N: Chapter is not done; the rest it yet to come.