The Most Life Changing Thing
Reid and Prentiss
Chapter Eight
November 2010
"No morning sickness?" Dr. Kline asked Emily, as Emily lay on the examining table in his office.
"None at all yet. Is that unusual?"
"Every pregnancy is different. Some women make it their whole pregnancy without any bouts of nausea."
"Fingers crossed then that I'm one of them."
"How have you been feeling overall?"
"I get tired more easily now and sometimes I feel a little dizzy but it passes quickly."
The doctor kept asking questions, as he examined her, before telling her that the blood test indicated she was seven weeks pregnant.
"You're due date is July 7th."
"July 7th, wow. It feels so real now, hearing that." She lay there alone...longing to have a friend with her to share the joyous moment but she hadn't told a soul yet that she was pregnant. So she was all alone in this.
It was the way she had went through the whole process of trying to start a family so far and she was prepared to continue on that way, even after her friends knew she was having a baby, because that is the deal she had come to with herself: no expecting anyone to do this with her. She was doing this all alone.
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Emily walked into work with a huge smile on her face. Derek noticed right away and smiled back.
"Lookey at you, you're glowing!"
She stopped short. "No, I'm not."
"Yep, you are. I've never seen you look so happy. Wow, I didn't know that Reid had it in him like that. Is he the reason that smile is on your face? Come on, you can tell Derek Morgan all about it."
"Derek, if you really need to ask what Reid does to keep me smiling then you're not ready to hear about it. Maybe after your next birthday."
Derek laughed. "Oh, its like that, is it? I don't think he could know anything I haven't already mastered and put a spin on too."
"I wouldn't be so sure about that." Emily strolled off, leaving Derek chuckling to himself and shaking his head over the idea that Reid was an amazing lover.
When she reached her desk she saw Reid sitting at his. She caressed his arm. "Hey."
"How was your appointment with your broker? Did it go well?"
"Yep, great." She smiled and sat at her desk.
"Do you have plans for Thanksgiving yet? Will your mother be in town?"
"No, thank God. She's extending her time in Italy."
"You can join Garcia and me at Morgan's house, if you want."
"Does Morgan actually know how to cook?"
"Garcia helps, a lot. It was really pretty pathetic last year when she was still dating Lynch and went to see his family instead of coming to Morgan's. Morgan just bought a lot of beer and take out fried chicken."
"You're right. That is pathetic."
"This year will be better. He's deep frying a turkey."
"Heart healthy and low cal, yum," she joked.
"If you have other plans that's okay. I just thought I'd mention-"
"Actually, I have no plans. I'll be there. Thank you for thinking of me, Reid."
"Morgan suggested inviting you, actually."
"Oh, well," Emily teased "maybe I should give Morgan the great big thank you I had in mind later on tonight?"
Reid mused "I always did wonder if you had an attraction to Morgan."
"Ha. I have my attention firmly focused elsewhere, if you haven't noticed."
Reid blushed a little.
Emily asked him "Will you come over for dinner tonight?"
"Dinner?" he squeaked a little before clearing his throat. "Sure. Should I bring anything?"
"A go bag," she flirted before getting down to doing her paperwork.
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Reid showed up with a white pastry box, but no go bag. Emily furrowed her eyebrows at him and asked "What do you got there?"
"Chocolate cake for dessert."
She moaned. "I love chocolate." She let him come inside, took the box from him and titled her head up for a kiss. She was still in semi-shock that she got to kiss Reid often now. It made her giddy to know he was attracted to her.
They shared a tender kiss and then she asked him "What will Hotch think when you show up for work in those same clothes tommorow? Cause you know I'm not letting you go home tonight." She armed her alarm and joked "There. Now you're all mine till morning."
He raised both eyebrows. "Actually-"
Emily teased him, sticking out her bottom lip. "Don't make me pout. I will, if you force me into it."
"Actually, no pouting necessary, though...its kinda hot."
"You like that, huh?"
"I left my go bag in my car. I didn't want to presumptuous."
She smiled brightly at him. "I did tell you to bring it, remember?"
"I remember everything, perfectly."
She rolled her eyes. "And never let me forget that fact either." Emily headed for the kitchen. Reid took off his coat and hung it up, before following her.
"I like your new place."
"Thank you. Its not really as great as the old one but the rent there went through the roof and I couldn't see paying all that when I'm hardly home. Plus they don't allow pets and I'm thinking about getting a cat."
"I once thought about getting a dog but I'm not around enough to take care of it. Morgan has a college student as his dog walker but I'm not sure I want someone at my place when I'm not there."
"Yeah, with our jobs, it is hard to trust any stranger that much."
She set the bakery box on the counter and opened it, sniffing deeply. "Mmmm, I don't know what I'm more excited about: eating a piece of this or going down on you later. Hmmm. It's a toss up."
Reid swallowed hard. His eyes raked down her. She was wearing a black strapless dress.
"You look amazing," he complimented her.
"Oh," she said, touched. "Thank you. A woman does like to hear that." Walking close to him she placed her hand on his chest and looked up into his eyes. "I'm really glad you're here. I wasn't looking forward to the holidays this year but if we can spend them together...I can't think of anything better I'd like to do."
He teased "Isn't that a little long term for you?"
She rolled her eyes. "Shut up, you." Emily went to move away but Reid pulled her back to him and crashed his lips against her, giving her a kiss full of possession, making her wonder how in the hell she'd ever give him up in a few months.
This was too good to think about giving up. She just wouldn't think about the inevitable for now.