Leah's stomach felt as though there were no less than a dozen knots inside of it as she said, "I know you're all hungry, but before that I, that is, we, have a couple of confessions to make."
"Do you know what happens to him when he confesses?" Hotch asked dryly.
Both Spencer and Leah flinched at the reference to Henkel. Spencer laid a hand on her arm as anger shot through her mid-section, loosening the knots.
She heard herself say, "Fine. You're a profiler. What are we going to say?"
"Here's what I want to know:" Hotch rose to the challenge, crossing his arms over his chest. "How did both geniuses, having IQs in the late one-eighties, miss the fact that copies of certificates like yours would be required in your files? Or that I would tell your mom? Or that your dad would tell the whole story?"
"So you both know?" Spencer asked.
"Yes."
Spencer addressed the room, asking, "Who else knows besides them and Morgan?"
"I had Caleb look it up." JJ admitted.
"And I hacked through the firewall surrounding your medical records," Caleb told Leah. "And told JJ everything."
"They know what?" Garcia burst out. "What am I missing? Am I the only person who doesn't know?"
Rossi shook his head, but no one noticed.
"That I, uh," Spencer started.
"Married me and that I'm pregnant" Leah finished. "With septuplets."
The room went horribly still. Leah held her breath. Her mom was the one to break it.
"You gave it to your doctors good then?"
Leah arched an eyebrow in questioning.
"Over selective abortion?"
Leah's dad burst out laughing.
Leah grinned, anger forgotten. "I think we understand each other now. How's about we leave it at that?"
Emily grinned back at her. "Good for you two. Do you have names picked out?"
"We have a couple in mind, but we aren't going to tell until they're born. Now let's eat!"
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