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A/N: I know I promised the birth in this chapter, BUT then I realized that it would be odd for her to go from 3 centimeters dilated to 10 centimeters dilated in such a short amount of time. So basically what I'm saying is, is that the birth is in the next chapter. However I did come through on the other two things. In the scene on the Hotel Roof there are some major sexual references so that part is upgraded to an "M" rating…don't read if you're not supposed to. I'll give you the basic (and "T" rated) rundown in the next chapter anyway. :) The song in the casino scene is "Are you with me" by Vaux.

"Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same." -Emily Bronte

Narrator (Morgan): "There comes a time in every person's life where they can give up searching for the right person. They say that just as soon as you quit looking you'll find exactly what you're looking for, and I couldn't agree more. Giving up all those one night stands for that constant, stable relationship was probably the best thing I ever did. If I hadn't I never would've married Penelope and she wouldn't be pregnant with out son, and I think everyone on the team feels the same way about their current relationships. Not that any of them were playing the field as much as I was, but I think just about everyone of them had quit looking for that special perfect someone that would understand the being gone all the time, the calls in the middle of the night for cases, the late hours, and so on that we have to deal with on a day to day basis. I guess what we all wanted was right under our noses all along."

FLASHBACK:

Hotel Roof (Hotch and Emily)(M Rating for this scene only!!)

As soon as they're lips meet for the third time that night both seem reluctant to pull away, each kissing greedily, almost as if they are trying to quench a sort of hunger that only the other person can fill. A kiss that's full of such an intense passion that the heat radiating off the two of them could warm even the darkest of souls. This continues until the need to touch, to reach out, to feel the person next to you becomes so unbearable that almost unconsciously one of her legs makes it over his stomach and lands on the other side of his body leaving her perfectly straddling his abdomen, and during all of this their lips never part.

Only breaking apart briefly for much needed air, they barely waste a second before their lips collide for the second time in a single minute, and she feels him slowly flip them over effectively putting him on top of her. As soon as her back is safely back on the chair her hands fly to his belt and his reach for the waist of her jeans, neither caring that they're out in the open where, if they were caught, being arrested would be the least of their problems. It's too late to turn back now, and both of they're minds are focused on a more primal, sensual need, to worry about going to jail anyway. As if on cue they're lips part while they each waste no time in removing each others clothes, and now all that remains in the way of their passion is a pair of red flannel boxers and a set of plum colored lacy undergarments.

When he pauses to look at her for a moment she uses this as her opportunity to flip them back over putting her on top, but not with out a small growl from her partner. Leaning in to kiss him again she pulls the small blanket back over them that was tossed away at the beginning of their current tango. This time when their lips meet he uses one of his free hands to reach up and pull the chopsticks out of her hair letting it fall down around both of their faces. His other hand reaches around her back and quickly, but very gently, opens the small clasp that holds her bra on her body.

Once the offending piece of clothing is gone in a pile with their other items he's tired of playing. Flipping them over for the last time and removing their last remaining clothes he softly rubs one of his hands down her thigh to her knees and moves them apart. In his mind he's moving anything but slow, but a small, almost pleading, moan from her throat tells him she disagrees.

Giving her one last hard kiss their two bodies finally join and he smiles at the small gasp that escapes her throat. Waiting a few seconds until she's ready, he feels one of her long legs wrap around his waist as if to urge him onward. He almost laughs softly as he thinks about them both trying to dominate the situation. He starts to move slowly, but a distinctive growl from her tells him to pick up his pace and he feels her leg tighten around his waist a little more. Taking his cue from her he gently speeds up and this time it's a loud moan from her throat that pushes him to go even deeper and faster bringing them both even closer towards the finish line.

When her inner muscles start to tighten he knows she's close and he feels her other leg wrap around his waist and her ankles lock and rest on his lower back. The added friction plus the arching of her back to meet his movements causes him to go even deeper, and if possible faster, than before and it takes only a few thrusts to send them both over the edge calling out each others names.

When she loosens her legs from his waist, he rolls off her and lies beside her barely keeping the small blanket on top of them both while they try to regain control of their breathing. It's no question that what they've just done is the best that either of them has ever experienced and before he can open his mouth to speak she says it all in one word- "Wow".

The Sphinx Casino

(Reid and JJ)

They had been sitting at the bar a total of thirty minutes and JJ was beginning to wonder if she had misjudged Reid. He'd always seemed so sweet and naïve before, so how did he go from that to this guy who was downing shots left and right? Of course even drunk Reid was still the perfect gentleman and as sweet as ever, but right now JJ would swear that he could out drink even the most alcohol tolerant person at Oktoberfest. Now if she had only kept to herself about her how many drinks she'd already had, maybe he wouldn't be trying to play catch-up.

Sure after she and the girls had those three shots each in the room earlier, her martini at dinner, a shot she stole from Reid when he wasn't looking, and the beer she was nursing now she was completely drunk, but Reid, even after what she tried to count up as 6 shots of pure Vodka, was still holding his own. Still able to think a little coherently she began looking for a way to get them back to the hotel before they both passed out. However after scanning the room for inspiration she almost gave up trying until she heard a rock song play over the speakers that she'd never heard before. The song reminded her of one of her conversations with Reid. She was always asking him to explain whatever it was that he was talking about, she could just imagine herself asking him the question in the song, and then while listening she suddenly got an idea.

"You have the answers?
What are the questions
Are you with me
Are you with me now"

"Hey Reid!" she said trying not to slur, "Let's go get some air."

"But we haven't even played blackjack yet, and we just got here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Came his reply and she was amazed that he could still speak without slurring at all.

Grabbing his arm and pulling him outside through the nearest door, what she was doing could only be described as an impulse. Maybe it was the alcohol or maybe she was just tired of waiting on him to make the first move so she took a deep breath, pushed him up against the outside wall of the casino, and before he could start to complain about the cleanliness of the alley they were now in she kissed him. Rough and full of all the love that she felt for him.

When she pulled away she thought the first thing that would come out of his mouth would be something like 'JJ what are you doing?' or 'JJ what was that?', but if she thought she surprised him by kissing him well he equally surprised her by what he said next.

"Marry me." came out of his mouth and it was a statement, not a question.

"What? Spence, what are you talking about?"

"I said Marry me. It's not like we don't love each other, and what you just did proves that and more. Plus I think it's time we live a little."

"That's not what I would consider living a little. What brought this on?" she asked the fog clearing in her head a little.

"JJ, you and I both know that I love you. I've been thinking about doing this for a long time, well ok not necessarily this way exactly, but the question is the same. If you can tell me right now that this feels in anyway wrong, then we won't do it, but you know there's nothing wrong with doing something we both want."

"Umm…wow. Ok, but what about our families? Don't you want them to be there? And what about the team?"

"We can have a big reception in a few weeks and invite everyone. All that matters right now is us."

"Who are you and what have you done with Spencer Reid? When did you become all strong and decisive? Not that I'm not loving it by the way."

Blushing ever so slightly he answered "I-I don't know, but something about be with you makes me want to be that way so I can protect you, help you if you need me. That is if you want me to do that for you."

Giving him one last quick kiss for an answer she replied, "Okay let's do it. Let's get married."

"Seriously?"

"Seriously."

Picking her up by the waist and spinning her around both of them had the largest grins that the world had possibly ever seen. Setting her down they headed off towards the nearest twenty-four wedding chapel, and after all was said and done she couldn't help but remark, "Well, I can honestly say that I never thought I'd be married by Elvis with Priscilla and Tito Jackson in the audience." And Reid couldn't help but laugh.

END FLASHBACK

-DECEMBER 2008-

GWU Hospital

"Okay ladies and gentlemen if you could clear the room again I need to check Mrs. Hotchner again."

"Sure, we'll just be in the hall if you need us."

When they had all gone out into the hall Dr. Lin began checking the fetal heart rate and Emily's blood pressure before checking how far dilated she was. "Well Mrs. Hotchner it seems that this little one is in a hurry to meet you. You're almost six centimeters dilated, that's three centimeters in the past hour. I have to say you are moving a little quickly, and that would usually worry me, but everything seems to be fine so far. Are you going to want an epidural?"

"Only if you think it's safe."

"I think you should be just fine. I'll send the anesthesiologist in here as soon as possible."

"Thank you and can you tell just my husband to come back in for a second?"

"Sure and as you know I'll be back in here to check on you in half an hour."

"Thank you and I understand."

Walking into the hallway and closing the door to Emily's room the doctor is bombarded by questions from Hotch.

"Is she alright?"

"Everything's fine Mr. Hotchner. She's right at six centimeters dilated and she's asking for you to come in alone for a minute before the others come back in."

"Ok thank you."

As soon as he's gone Morgan speaks up, "Hotch spend sometime alone together with Emily, we'll be in the cafeteria if you need us."

"Ok thanks guys. They'll probably have to do her epidural soon so it might be awhile before you can come back in. Sorry."

"No problem. We understand and you guys would do the same for us. Plus Rossi just called and he and Emily's mom just got here and they're going to meet us down there."

"Thanks guys. And tell Dave thanks again for picking up Ambassador Prentiss at the airport."

"We will. Now go in there and see Emily, we'll be back later." And with that they all headed down the hallway and Hotch went into Emily's room.

"All love that has not friendship for its base is like a mansion built upon the sand."- E. W. Wilcox