A/N: Meghan Banker, this chapter is for you.
"I think that I'm officially starting to hate Target" Emily whined into the phone. Savannah was on the other end of the phone call, "Tell me about it. Between Target and Home Depot, Derek has found his heaven. Why did he drag you into the store this time?" "Nipples. He obsessed with a particular brand, that is conveniently only sold at Target, for times when the babies need to eat and I'm asleep or something. I love him, but he registered us at 4 different baby stores. On top of that, my mom has practically bought everything at Oh Baby London, yet she wants to get 'a few things' from Barney's."
Savannah laughed, "At least he's doing his research. He's excited. This is his first time having children and being there from the very beginning. As for your mom, she's probably slightly overcompensating for the past and trying to make up for it. So if he's looking for nipples, what are you doing?" Emily stopped in front of the adorable bibs and baby socks. "He was in the baby section until the girls wanted to go to the bikes and skateboards." Savannah started, "I honestly can't believe that you're leaving the BAU!" Emily timed it in her head, knowing that it wouldn't take Savannah long to ask, before laughing, "It took you exactly an hour and a half to ask me. It was killing you wasn't it?" "Like you'd never believe."
Emily moved on to the baby food, "I'm not leaving per se. I'm being loaned out to Linguistics temporarily and then I go back to the BAU. Truthfully, it works out because I'm due in 2 months and Linguistics gives me the freedom to work from home that the BAU doesn't. Drew is taking 6 weeks of paternity leave after I deliver. It'll be nice to just have some quality family time, before work takes over again." "I totally get that. So….when is the wedding?"
Emily groaned, "I have no idea. Part of me wants a destination wedding. I haven't been around my family on my mom's side since I was a kid. Most of them still live in Greece. Most have seen the girls through Skype, but that's not the same. Drew doesn't care, but I need him to care. I don't want him to feel overwhelmed." "Why would he?" "Because his family is gone and I have a huge extended family. I don't want him to be uncomfortable because it'll be our day and I want him to be happy." "You guys are so adorable. He loves you. He'll do anything to make you smile. I've been in your position when I married Derek. My fears were unnecessary because all he saw that day was me. Go big or go home. Have a destination wedding. Some one once told me…add a partner, subtract the clothes, divide the legs, and multiply the orgasms." Emily doubled over laughing, "Oh my God, I should've never said that to you. You're never going to let it go."
Emily listened to Savannah scold Hank about mud in the house and whined, "I'm gonna have to call you back. The mud monster is about to ruin my clean floors." Emily laughed and hung up the phone. She turned around and dropped her phone when she saw Clyde standing less than 10 feet from her. "Clyde?" Emily started to back up as he walked forward. "Emily, you are truly ungrateful." She shook her head, "What are you talking about?" "I've dealt with your little princess mannerisms for far too long."
Emily stopped moving when she had nowhere left to go. Clyde was right in front of her and continued talking, "I was the one that saw you first and convinced Sean to bring you in. I didn't think that you would actually whore yourself out just to get info on Doyle, yet you did. I forgave you for that and let it go. Then, I let you go work for the BAU. I finally convince you to come back to London…and you hop into Mark's bed. Once again, I let your skanky ways go and was still willing to forgive you yet again. Now, you've become so used that you're practically a lost cause. You've had so many men going through the freeway between your legs that you need to put up an exit sign."
Emily was breaking on the inside, but she refused to let Clyde see her cry. As if sensing her discomfort. Both babies started to kick furiously. Mirabelle was looking for her mom when she saw Clyde standing in front of her. He kept walking towards her mom, which scared the little girl. She took off running until she saw her sister and Andrew in the kitchen aisles. She went up to him, "Daddy Drew!" Andrew turned around with a smile that faltered when he saw her face, "What's wrong?"
Mirabelle became hysterical and Andrew knelt down to calm her, "Mira, relax. Baby I can't understand you. What's wrong?" Tears fell from her eyes, "Mommy—Clyde is scaring mommy. I went to find her in the baby section and…and he's scaring her." Andrew grabbed both girls and took off in a sprint.
Clyde's behavior was starting to worry Emily. He looked at her with disgust, "You let him knock you up. On top of that, you plan to marry this pathetic man. I've sent you flowers and cards, but you never respond. I booked us a table at an amazing restaurant two weeks ago and you never showed." "I don't know what you're talking about Clyde. I didn't get any of the things that you're talking about."
He became red-faced, "You're lying. You chose your precious boyfriend over me! What kind of boyfriend leaves his pregnant girlfriend by herself in a store? Certainly not a good one."
"She's not alone." The voice from behind them relieved Emily and scared Clyde momentarily. Andrew put the girls down, "Go over to your mother." They rushed over to Emily and hid behind her. Clyde turned to face Andrew, "You think I'm afraid of you? I'll end you." Andrew gave a small smile and motioned for Emily and the girls to leave. They started to walk past Clyde, but he shifted into their path. Andrew's jaw tightened, "Either you move and let my family by or I move you myself." They stared each other down until Clyde moved over to let them pass. Emily looked Andrew in the face and his eyes told her to keep moving. Once they left the aisle, Andrew turned to Clyde, "I don't know what the fuck your problem is, but you need to back off. Emily is not property nor is she some consolation prize. She never wanted you, so let it go." Clyde tried and failed to look intimidating, "She's a skank. It's only a matter of time before she moves on… with me. Those bastard children won't make a difference." That was the last straw for Andrew; he slugged Clyde before putting him in a headlock. He growled menacingly, "Those bastard children are mine. All four of them. Now usually, I'm a calm guy; but for you, I can make an exception and snap your neck without breaking a sweat. This is your warning. If you come near Emily, my children, her mother, or her friends, I will send you back across the pond in pieces." He finally let Clyde go and watched his struggle to breathe normally. Clyde finally got the hint and almost sprinted out the store. Andrew went looking for his family but didn't have to go far. Emily was standing near a children's bookshelf looking at him.
He smiled brightly at her, "You okay baby?" "I'm okay?" "Where are the girls?" Emily pointed at the large wall of TVs, "Probably plotting to use the puppy dog eyes on us to get a bigger TV." Andrew kissed her on the lips. "Drew, I really don't know how he found us or what he was talking about." Andrew kissed her temple, "I thought it was Mark. The flowers, gifts being delivered at all hours—this is on me. I should've told you, but I didn't want you to worry." Emily grabbed his face, "It's okay. You were protecting me and I love you even more for it." Andrew's smile matched Emily's, "Mira called me daddy Drew. You think it was just because she was scared?" Emily shook her head, "I think it was because she loves you. We all love you." Emily leaned in for a kiss; the kiss was cut short when the girls ran over to them, "Mommy, Daddy can we get a dog. I promise we'll do all the work." Emily nodded towards Andrew. The girls turned to him, "Daddy please! We won't ask for anything else until Christmas." Emily snorted, knowing that it was a complete lie, and waited for Andrew to respond, "I think that we might be able to get a puppy." "Thank you Daddy. We love you!" Andrew gathered up his family and said to Emily, "God I love Target. You know what Em? I don't think we registered at Babies R Us yet." Emily rolled her eyes, "God, help us."