"Noah Ryan."

Annie grinned as she took the gurgling baby into her arms, bouncing him ever so lightly as her husband ushered the new parents into the house. "He is just so precious," she laughed, seeing him give her a new face. "My beautiful grandbaby."

Aaron gave a laugh as he helped his girlfriend sit down on the couch. "You do remember seeing him last week, right?" Emily and their new son had to be kept in the hospital because she had torn, and Aaron stayed by her side every single night, the nurses having to bring in a cot for him so it could be set right beside Emily's hospital bed. "It's not like you've never laid eyes on him before, you know."

"Hush, you."

Emily laughed, reaching up to hold her boyfriend's hand, pulling him down to sit with her on the couch.

"How are you feeling?" the eldest of the Hotchner clan asked. "Do you need anything? Food? A pillow?"

Emily quickly shook her head, letting the older man kiss her cheek as he laid a blanket over her lap. "I'm fine, I promise. I'm just a little tired."

The new grandmother looked to the teenager with worried eyes. "Do you need to lay down?" she questioned. "I made your bed a few times over the week, you know. But then I thought that maybe you'd need comfier bedding so I bought you a comforter and sheets."

"You didn't need to do that, really. Thank you, but I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

Emily gave a playful glare to the man who had fathered her boyfriend and shook her head. "I'm fine," she laughed. "But maybe I could hold my baby again?"

Annie quickly nodded, handing the newborn child to his mother and pressing a kiss to Emily's head.

"Hi little guy," she cooed, smiling wide at the baby boy in her arms. She watched as Noah pursed his tiny lips and shook his fists, and she shared a laugh with her boyfriend when they heard the little sound come out of him. "You just farted, didn't you?"

Aaron's little brother made a face.

"Don't worry," Annie laughed, reaching for Sean and pulling him onto her lap. "The baby's farts wont smell until he starts eating real food."

Sean looked up to his mother. "Well what is he eating now?"

"He's drinking," Emily chimed in. "That's enough for him for the first few months."

Setting a few curls behind his girlfriend's ear, the new father felt as if he couldn't take his eyes off the boy who looked just like the girl he loved. "Can I hold him for a moment?"

Emily shook her head. "No," she giggled. "I want him for a few more minutes." She let her son grip her pinky, and tears immediately stung at her brown eyes. "He's just so beautiful."

"He came from you. What did you expect?"

"Shut up," the new mother laughed. Staring down at her son, Emily leaned back, her heart breaking. "I don't want to lose him."

Annie shook her head, her arms tightening around the boy in her lap. "You won't lose him. He's your son and he's our grandson, and he's going to stay here until you two move out. You will not lose him."

Emily turned into her boyfriend and cried into his t-shirt. She really wished that could be true.