"I promise you're going to have so much fun out here," the expectant mother whispered to her stomach as she gently rubbed her hand over it. She and Aaron had been lying out in the sun all day, the sixteen year old boy going crazy trying to make sure she stayed healthy in every way so their baby would be ok. Today he was concerned about her vitamin D intake.

Aaron laced their fingers together on her gently bulging stomach and bent down so his head was near it. "I hope you like us," he nodded seriously, hearing his girlfriend laugh above him. "We're going to be a little tough and strict but it's just because we love you."

Running her fingers through Aaron's hair, Emily bit her lip. "You think they'll look more like you or me?"

"I would hope me," he scoffed, leaning back up and brushing a finger against the younger brunette's nose. "Have you seen this thing?"

Emily's eyes went wide as she laughed, letting her boyfriend wrap her up in his arms as they laid in the grass. "You're so mean to me."

Aaron shared a smile with the mother-to-be and took her into a kiss. "You know I love you."

"I do," the sixteen year old grinned. It had been two weeks since she had moved in with the Hotchners, her parents disowning her after she had gone to them with the confidence it had taken her months to work up to tell them that she was to have a baby.

Aaron's parents couldn't be happier about it. Sure they were upset with the two, the teens having promised to stay abstinent until it was time for college. But the promise of a grandchild being brought into the world made them completely supportive, and they had been the ones to suggest Emily live in their home until they saved enough to buy a place of their own.

And they all well knew that Emily had enough money, the trust funds and inheritance from her grandmother who had passed away completely available to her when she decided it was time to dip into the savings. The Hotchners knew they would have to leave sooner or later, but the soon-to-be grandparents wanted them to stay there for at least the first few months of the baby's life before they went to find an apartment or a home for themselves to live in.

They had already started buying things for the baby, an expensive crib sitting in the room that Aaron and Emily now shared, a couple of unisex starter outfits and a carseat that they'd set up in Aaron's car when Emily was a little bit closer to her due date.

November twenty-seventh.

Sitting up on her elbows, Emily leaned forward and captured her boyfriend's lips. "You think you're funny."

"I know I'm funny," he grinned.

The pregnant teenager laughed against Aaron's lips as he dove back in for a kiss, and she brought one of her hands up to cup the older boy's cheek. "I love you."

Aaron brought his girlfriend into a sitting position and moved her to sit in his lap, his chin settling onto the sixteen year old's shoulder as they looked out to the small pond in the backyard. "I love you more."

"I doubt it," she giggled, feeling Aaron kiss at the crook of her neck. "I'm giving you a baby. I don't think you can get more loving than that."

Aaron's forehead scrunched, vaguely hearing the dog barking at them from inside. "I helped make that baby, you know."

Emily glanced behind her and shared a seductive smirk with the older boy. "Oh I know."

Sharing another kiss with the younger brunette, Aaron wrapped his arms around Emily's midsection. "So have you thought of names?"

"I have," she nodded excitedly. "I have more boy names than girl names."

"I have more girl names than boy names," the teenager nodded. "You go first."

Emily tilted her head to the side. "Can we veto names?"

Aaron glared playfully at the younger girl in his lap and poked her side. "Are you so sure you're going to be vetoing a bunch of my names?"

The brunette chuckled. "Just a little," she laughed, turning in his arms and pushing lightly at his chest when he went to tickle her again.

"Emily?"

Looking up when the dog ran to her side, Emily caught the eyes of the mother of the household, seeing her husband and little Sean standing near the back door. "Is everything ok?"

Annie Hotchner bit down into her lip as she waited for the couple to stand, reluctantly holding out the envelope to the young girl before her.

"What is it?" she asked, opening up the letter and unfolding the paper to read what was typed there.

Aaron peeked over his girlfriend's shoulder and looked at the letter. "It's from a lawyer."

"It's from my parents' lawyer," she whispered, her eyes stinging with tears as she looked back up to see the sympathetic eyes of the family. "They're fighting for custody of my baby."