It had been a full three months after their first hearing with the judge to determine if the baby on the way was to stay in the Hotchner household or be shipped off to live with the Prentiss'.

Their judge had listened very carefully to both sides after a few weeks of evidence and testimonies, and she had made the decision of waiting until after the baby was born so she could see how the teenagers were with it.

Things were brought up from both sides of the argument that no one thought would ever be brought up.

One of those things was the cage Emily was put in for timeout when she was a toddler.

Emily's eyes had immediately teared when she saw her attorney take out the pictures of the contraption, and the teenager forced herself to sit still and not get sick from the hormones and emotions that had tore through her. Her parents would have a nanny take her up to the playroom and put her in the metal cage when they thought she was being rude or if she plain just got in the way.

How Anthony got a hold of the information she didn't know, but her parents had immediately countered, saying that it was where they kept the dog.

They never had a dog, but somehow they were able to bring up the adoption documentation to prove that they once had.

Now they were just waiting for the baby to come, and the judge to visit their home when their baby was finally in the world and in the arms of its loving parents.

"Sweetheart, did you hear me?"

Emily looked up at the sound beside her and quickly put on a smile. "Sorry," she chuckled, leaning forward as best she could with her now huge stomach to get the next gift from the coffee table. "I guess I'm just a little overwhelmed with all the presents." The Hotchners had invited their family over for a baby shower, and all of Emily and Aaron's friends from school.

This had to be the twentieth present.

Annie, crossing her left leg over her right, moved the pregnant girl's hair behind her ear. "How are you feeling?"

"A little better," she nodded sincerely. The poor girl had been throwing up all morning, her morning sickness coming past her first trimester and popping up any time it wanted.

The now mother of three poured the pregnant teen a cup of ginger ale and set it on the table before them. "You take a sip when you're ready, sweetie."

Emily let the older woman press a kiss to her cheek and she gave the realest smile she could. "Thank you," she whispered.

Walking in from the kitchen, knowing he wasn't supposed to be there but needing to see his girlfriend's face, Aaron stepped into the living room. He gave polite smiles to all the women he saw and the friends from school who waved at him before leaning down beside the chair his baby's mother sit in. "Hi gorgeous."

Emily's head whipped around, a surprised smile settling over her face at the sight of her boyfriend. "Hi," she giggled, kissing the older boy. "Get me out of here," the sixteen year old quickly whispered, glancing around the room with a smile so none of her anxiousness would show.

The older boy's eyes crinkled as he smiled up to the brunette in the chair. "You're almost done, I promise."

"What are you doing here anyway? I thought you and Sean were off to find the baby bottles."

"Already done," he winked. "I wanted to give you your present."

Emily immediately felt her eyes begin to sting at the envelope that was presented from behind her boyfriend's back, and she quickly waved her hand before her eyes to rid the tears. "You didn't need to get me anything," she whispered, her voice thick with tears.

The older brunette shook his head, opening up the envelope for her because he could clearly see she wasn't up to opening it herself. "Nonsense."

Emily watched with anticipation as he slid the slip of paper out of the envelope, and she took it into her hands. "Congratulations my sweetheart, I know the end of your pregnancy is coming close and I just want you to know how beautiful you are to me," the pregnant teenager read, her voice cracking. "I couldn't think of anything better to give you than something I knew you truly cherished, so if you'll turn around, I hope you see just that." She frowned, letting Aaron take the paper back from her as she turned in her seat.

"Is that my EmmyBear?" came the wobbling voice.

Her hand immediately came to cover her gaping mouth, her jaw hitting the floor when she saw her grandfather coming around the corner. "Papa," she cried, getting up from her seat with the help of her boyfriend and his mother and hugging the older man as tight as she could.

Bruce Prentiss laughed heartily at the emotion pouring from the little girl he had known for years, and he pressed a small kiss to her temple. "Hello my little pumpkin. How's that baby of yours feeling today?"

"How did you even know I was pregnant?" Her parents had tried their best to hide this from the media, but even with the paparazzi coming to their jury trials and court room hearings, her grandfather who had lived in Belgium for the past decade shouldn't have heard a thing about it.

"How would I not know?" he laughed, taking Aaron into a hug. "This boy of yours called me up and told me I was getting a great grandbaby. You think I wouldn't come to see you two?"

Emily felt her face scrunching as her emotions took over, and it took all she had not to sob in front of everyone there. "Oh my God," she breathed.

Bruce pressed a kiss to his granddaughter's forehead. "Now you listen to me, pumpkin. I love you and this beautiful baby, and those parents of yours have poles so tight up their asses they don't know what's coming to them. I am one hundred percent on your side, do you hear me?"

Emily hastily nodded her head, her hand going to her stomach as he took her into another hug. "Thank you, papa."

Noticing the immediate tensing of his girlfriend, Aaron grabbed her hand. "Em, what is it?"

"Sweetie?"

The sixteen year old tried hard to ignore the voices coming from all opposite ends of the room, and she shook her head. "It's just a cramp."

Annie frowned when she noticed the teen wince again, and she quickly ran to her side. "Sweetie, what's going on?"

Emily took in a sharp breath, tears still in her eyes as she clutched onto her grandfather's hand. "I think the baby's coming," she said fearfully.