Upon their arrival at Savannah's office the next morning Hotch and Lynn were enthusiastically greeted by the doctor, who had been excitedly waiting for them at the nurse's station.

"Hotch, you're back!" she exclaimed as she threw her arms around him, giving him a huge hug. "It is so good to see you!"

"You have absolutely no idea how stressed out and worried everyone was while they were looking for you," she continued. "And, I must say, you are looking better than ever." She stepped back and smiled at him as she looked him up and down.

"And you must be Lynn. I am so glad to finally meet you," Savannah turned to speak to Lynn. "Derek has told me so much about you."

"Thank you. It's good to be back," Hotch responded. "And I also want to thank you for taking the time to see Lynn this morning. I know that OB-GYN isn't your field so – "

"Not to worry," Savannah interrupted him. "I did my rotation in that department when I was an intern and I do treat a lot of pregnant women when they come into the emergency room. Also, I still remember all the tests and whatnot I went through when I was pregnant with Hank."

"You have a son?" Lynn questioned.

"I most certainly do," was the cheerful reply. "And, from what I understand, he is very close in age to your son."

"Now," she glanced over at Hotch. "Why don't the two of you come back to the examining room with me and you can tell me all about your last pregnancy and then I can explain what I am going to do and why. Then you can get your clothes changed and I can check things out."

"You had a midwife last time?" she questioned as she began gently guiding Lynn through the door leading to the examining rooms with Hotch trailing along behind. "I assume she kept an eye on your blood pressure?"

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"We got a picture of the baby!" Lynn exclaimed in amazement as she and Hotch walked across the parking lot to the car Hotch had rented. "A picture of the baby!" She was tightly grasping the image the ultrasound technician had printed out for them.

"Are you sure you don't want to know if it is a boy or a girl?" Hotch asked as he unlocked the car do. "We can find out, you know."

"Just seeing this picture is too much to believe," Lynn replied. "I had no idea you could do something like this!" He opened the car door and she slid in.

"Well, think about it," he told her as he closed the door. "It's your decision."

"Now," Hotch continued once he was in the driver's seat. "Our next stop is the store you and JJ ordered clothes from last night. It shouldn't be far from here."

"Am I really getting all those clothes?" Lynn queried. "Just like in the pictures?"

"You'll probably want to try them on first to make sure they fit and that you like them," Hotch couldn't help but smile at her excitement. "But, yes, if you still want them after you see them, they are all yours."

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"Hotchner," the white-haired, older woman who had greeted them upon their arrival at the maternity boutique smiled as she repeated the name. "Of course - We are waiting for you. Your order is right back here. If you'll come with me?"

She began leading the way towards the back of the store. "I assume you will want to try everything on?" she asked Lynn.

"Yes, she will," Hotch replied, looking around the well-stocked store. "And, we might be adding some other items as well."

"Aaron?" Lynn asked timidly. "Are you sure?"

"Let's see what the clothes you picked out look like once you have them on," Hotch responded. "Then we can go from there."

"Okay, we have everything you ordered right here on hangers just waiting for you," the women told them when they reached the back of the store. "And the dressing rooms are right through here," she pointed. "Let me move everything in there for you."

"By the way," she added. "My name is Paula and I own this shop."

"Nice to meet you, Paula," Hotch smiled at her. "I'm Aaron and this is my wife, Lynn. And I can't wait to see what you have lined up for her to try on."

"Well then, let's get started!" Paula enthused.

She took several hangers with clothes on them off a hook and led the way into the dressing room area. "What are you, dear, about six months?" Hotch heard her ask as he settled himself on one of the stuffed chairs in the waiting area.

Paula soon reappeared, carrying an outfit on a hanger. "I understand you just came from a doctor's appointment," she smiled at Hotch.

"Yes," Hotch admitted. "And I must say we were both pretty amazed at the detail in the ultrasound pictures."

"I know what you mean," she agreed. "When I think back to what ultrasounds looked like when I had my kids." She shook her head.

"Of course," she added. "It was probably for the best with my youngest. He most likely would have been sticking his tongue out and making some weird sort of face. That child always has had a mind of his own."

"Now, this is the wrong color for your wife," she explained, indicating the garment she was carrying. "I'm not even going to have her try it on. I have something else on the rack that will look much better on her." She scurried off through the store.

"Aaron," Lynn's voice caught his attention. "What do you think?"

He turned his head to see her standing at the entrance to the dressing rooms, wearing a burgundy top with fitted black trousers.

"Very nice," he told her approvingly. "I like it."

"I thought that would look good on you," Paula had returned carrying several hangers. "And these should give you a variety of looks. Why don't I take them back to the room and add them to your 'Try on' pile?"

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Several hours and many decisions later Hotch finally found himself standing at the boutique's cash register handing his credit card to Paula while Lynn changed into one of her new outfits.

"We also need shoes," he said as he signed the receipt. "Is there a shoe store around here?"

"There's a warehouse-type shoe store several doors down," Paula pointed. "You should be able to get anything your wife needs there."

"Thanks for everything, Paula," Hotch told her with a warm smile. "You've been a big help."

"It was my pleasure," Paula assured him. "And, remember, I'm here if you need anything else. And, if I don't have what you want, I can always order it. Do you need my assistant to help you carry your purchases out to your car?"

"No, I think I can manage," Hotch assured her as he picked up the numerous hangers. "Ready?" He looked over at Lynn who had joined them.

"I guess so," Lynn self-consciously smoothed the top she was wearing. "We are going to do some more shopping?"

"You need shoes," Hotch pointed out. "As well as socks, and so do I. We may as well get them while we are here."

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The shoe shopping went much faster as Lynn quickly decided on the types of shoes she was going to need. Hotch then tried on several pair of running shoes (he had decided that he was definitely going to start running again) and made his selection. Then, after a consultation with Reid via the cell phone concerning size, they picked out a pair shoes for Jacob.

"He calls Spencer's shoes 'kicks'," Lynn reported happily. "He's going to be so excited that he now has his own pair."

Lunch followed at a family style restaurant where Hotch watched in amusement as Lynn carefully studied the items on the menu before making her decision.

"It's going to take a while before I get used to all these choices," she commented once their server had left. "And, I can actually have breakfast for lunch?"

"You can have breakfast anytime you want it," Hotch told her. "That's something I am going to have to get used to again."

When they finally got back to the hotel, it took Hotch two trips to get everything up to their suite. After he had deposited the second load on the furniture in the living area, Lynn looked around and sighed.

"I'm tired," she said. "Aaron, if you don't mind, I think I am going to lie down for a while."

"That's fine," Hotch assured her. "I need to go out and Reid won't be bringing Jacob back for another hour or so. Take a nap. I will be back in time for dinner – I promise!"

"You do know how to call me if you need me, don't you?" he asked.

"Oh yes," Lynn assured him. "JJ showed me how. Enjoy your trip."