*Chapter Five: Wedding Plans, UnSubs, Reid and Baby Poop*

Morgan/Hotch relationship established.

Slash Warning.

I do not own Criminal Minds or the characters therein (I wish I did!), they are owned by some really great people that I think should TOTALLY give me a job! I am not making any money off of this story either (would that I were-does that make sense?). The writing is just for a bit of fun.

"Did you know that statistics have proven that only 50 percent of marriages work and that contrary to popular belief, most marriages don't end because of infidelity but because of money problems and a lack of time spent together?" Reid pointed out as he sat down beside Morgan on the plane.

Morgan turned to the young man with narrowed eyes, "What exactly are you trying to say Pretty Boy? Are you saying that Aaron and I won't work?" He didn't mean for his words to come out in a growl, but he was already on edge about leaving Baby Erin with Jessica for the first time since bringing her home and then there was the wedding that Garcia was forcing them to have, he didn't need to start worrying about the marriage also.

"No! I'm actually just pointing out the fact that since you and Hotch work together and spend so much time together and because money isn't a problem for you, that the probability that you will work and last is extremely high," Reid stated, running his fingers through his hair.

"Yeah Morgan, that was a co-m-pli-ment," Prentiss pointed out cheekily. "You do know what a compliment is, don't you?"

"Yeah, you seem like the type of man that might have used them a lot a few years ago," Seaver laughed from where she sat across from Hotch and Rossi.

Morgan rolled his eyes as everyone chuckled and began to regale Seaver with their favorite "Morgan Pick-up Line."

"Hey now, everyone. Can you please stop teasing my future husband and the father of my daughter? I'd appreciate it," Hotch said, his voice bland, "Besides, no pick-up line beats the one he used on me."

The entire plane went quiet.

"Aaron, I did NOT use a pick-up line on you!" Morgan protested, his face tingeing a dark red.

"Oohh, I smell gossip!" Garcia said as she popped up on the video screen on the team's laptop.

"Hotch was just about to tell us about the great pick-up that Morgan used on him," Rossi said nonchalantly, a small smirk on his face.

"Oohh, really?" Garcia cackled gleefully.

"I didn't use a pick-up line!" Morgan gritted out, glaring at Hotch who merely smiled at him with love and affection.

"Sure you did baby, remember? You were all in my face telling me about how I needed to leave early to go and spend time with Jack and then you said and I quote: Hotch, if you don't take your tight, stubborn ass home to your son, I'm going to knock you out and take you home myself. It was then that I knew you'd not only been looking at my ass but that you wanted to take me home, it's why I let you kiss me," Hotch said, his tone blasé, his eyes filled with amusement as he recalled the moment that he and his lover had first began their relationship.

"Wow, that was maybe, just too much information there Hotch," Prentiss groaned out in good humored disgust. The plane landed but no one seemed to notice.

Morgan laughed as he remembered that night. "But that wasn't really a pick-up line Aaron, that was more of a promise," he winked at his fiancé, who smiled at him.

"Aawww, how cute!" Garcia gushed as everyone else rolled their eyes.

"Do you have something for us, Garcia?" Hotch queried.

Garcia blinked, "Oh, yes sir, so it seems as though our last victim was actually heading away from her wedding rather than heading towards it like the other women before her." Morgan's phone rang as Garcia continued talking, looking down at the caller id, he saw that it was Jessica. He stood up quickly and stepped away. "Jessica? Is everything okay with the kids? Is Erin alright?" he asked quickly noticing that Hotch had come up behind him and that no one else was talking.

"Papa! Erin pooped!" Jack's voice rang out over the phone.

"What? Erin did what?" Morgan asked.

"She pooped! And Aunt Jessica said that it was a really GOOD poop so I decided to call and tell you and Daddy that she pooped and she did a good job. It was really stinky though," the little boy stated matter-of-factly.

Morgan looked at Hotch and the two men burst out laughing. Morgan felt his heartbeat slow down and return to normal. "That's really good Jack, really good." The two fathers quickly finished their conversation with their son before turning to see the rest of the team looking at them with indulgent smiles on their faces.

"What?" Hotch asked.

"Nothing, you guys are just….really cute together," Seaver said with a smile, before everyone stood and prepared to leave. Looking at his future husband Hotch smiled, "We are a cute couple you know," he chuckled.

"Shut up Hotch," Morgan laughed before kissing the other man quickly and turning to grab his bag. He jumped when Hotch lightly smacked his ass with a laugh, before his "Unit Chief" mask slipped onto his face.

"Alright team, let's catch us an UnSub," Hotch said as he grabbed his ready bag, suitcase, cellphone and folder and led the team off the plane.

"Morgan! Don't you dare do something stupid! Wait for the rest of the team to get there!" Hotch hissed into his phone.

"Hotch, I'm fine. Look the UnSub is just sitting there, he's looking through the newspaper. I can sneak up behind him and take him down. No need to wait," Morgan whispered.

"Morgan, I said no!" Hotch said, even though he knew it was too late.

"You can chew me out later Hotch, but if I wait, he's going to be gone and we're just going to be chasing him. He's getting up to leave now, he'll be handcuffed when you get here. I prom-" Morgan's words were cut off by the sound of gunshots, people screaming and then the sound of his phone dropping.

"Morgan? Morgan! Derek! Answer me Derek! Dammit Derek!" Hotch yelled into the phone. Turning wide eyes to Rossi who was driving the car, he clenched his jaw to stop the flood of emotion. They were just minutes from where Derek was staked out at, the coffee shop that the UnSub frequented and where he stalked the victims. They'd get there in time. They had to.

Hotch jumped out of the SUV before it even came to a complete halt, racing towards the fallen body of his lover. "Morgan? MORGAN!" he yelled out as he fell to his knees beside him. Looking him over he noticed that there were three wounds on him. One in his left leg, one in his right shoulder, but the one that concerned him the most was the blood he saw coming from his partner's head. "Oh god Derek," he choked out, ignoring everyone that swarmed around them, "I told you to wait, why didn't you wait?" Tears streamed down his face as he clutched the other man to him. "Don't you dare leave me Derek! Do you hear me? Don't you do this! You were there when I lost Hailey! You can't do this, you can't leave me! And what about our kids Derek? Erin and Jack? What do you want me to say to them? You can't leave us! What am I supposed to do without you?" the words poured forth out of his mouth, the tears running down his face and dropping onto the beloved face of his fiancé.

His fiancé. They were supposed to get married, the two of them. Spend the rest of their lives together. Turning his head he screamed at the paramedics that had just shown up on the scene. "GET OVER HERE! NOW! HURRY!" Turning back to look at Morgan he pressed his lips to his forehead, "The paramedics are here now, baby, okay? So I need you to get better because we're supposed to get married, you and I. And have family vacations and have more kids and we can't do that if you leave me."

Hotch watched as the paramedics loaded a still unconscious Morgan onto the stretcher and took a deep breath, before following them to the awaiting ambulance vehicle. He knew that the rest of the team would meet them at the hospital, but his only focus was his future husband, his partner, the love of his life. He couldn't lose him. He didn't know what he would do if he lost him. "Please don't leave me," he whispered to the wounded man, "Please, please don't leave me Derek. I love you. I can't do this without you. You can't leave me. Please don't leave me."

OH NO! Poor Morgan! And poor Hotch!

Please rate and review! I really appreciate it, and for the commenter that said that Morgan was selfish, thank you for noticing that. I wanted him to come off that way to a certain degree, very self-focused, so I'm glad you noticed that, but even though he seems that way, his heart is always in the right place. Thank you for the reviews so far!