A/N: Eeep! Thanks for the reviews guys… I can't believe y'all are still reading this! I have SOOOO many ideas so be prepared for like a 400 Chapter story…just sayin lol. Emily's POV btw…

_3 Months Later_

Love is all fun and games until someone loses an eye or gets pregnant.

~Jim Cole

Emily stood defiant. She was not going to give in on this one. She'd begged Ian for weeks and weeks and he'd promised to think about it. There was nothing to think about she was going to have her way or he was never going to hear the end of it.

"Absolutely not."

"Yes."

"Emily we are not putting a Koi pond in the baby's room…"

"Ian it's peaceful! It's meant to relax the baby! Plus there's a cute little fence around it, so they can't fall in!"

"Emily it's ridiculous. He's not even going to know what they are!" Ian said throwing his arms in the air.

She huffed, her bangs going every which way. It'd been 3 months and her being as thin as she was, she was already starting to show a tiny bit. Her morning sickness had finally began to subside and her and Ian had begun planning for the baby's arrival. They didn't know what the gender was yet, but Emily was dead set on a rain forest-y tropical theme, including a koi pond, rock garden and little fountain. Ian had been more than accommodating and thus far she'd gotten everything she'd wanted. She admitted only to herself that she was putting him through the ringer. He deserved it though, after everything had happened between them. He could sweat a little.

"Fine!" She yelled. "Whatever Ian… Well, what about the other thing then?" She said coyly. She'd quit officially from the BAU taking an early retirement from Strauss. She told Hotch and the team she'd met someone in Barbados and they'd gotten married. The team was shocked, upset at first, but understood she was safe, alive, and happy. Who were they to take that away? She'd kept in touch with JJ and Garcia mostly and had asked if Garcia could come and keep her company while he was away in Ireland next month. Originally she'd asked for JJ and Morgan, but Ian had flat out refused. He wanted those profilers no where near, but when she'd asked if Garcia could come, he'd said he'd consider it.

Ever since she'd been on her best behavior, hadn't back talked him, done everything he'd asked which wasn't much. She'd pointed out that it would be better for her to have some company she knew while he was away. He'd smart ass-edly told her maybe she should invite her mother. Emily had just stared at him in incredulity and asked if he wanted her to commit suicide while he was a continent away. That had been the wrong thing to say…Obviously. He hadn't spoken to her for 2 days. She looked at him now, her big brown eyes pleading. She also had pointed out that Declan knew Garcia and had stayed with her and was good friends with her and Garcia missed him dearly. She could see his brain working, wheels turning. On one hand he knew it would make her ridiculously happy; something he had no qualms with… On the other he had barely started to trust her, and to bring a member of her former team to the Villa, their own Fortress of Solitude, was taking a big risk.

What was she going to do? She'd already quit her job and was 4 almost 5 months pregnant with his baby… What did he think she would do run off and leave him and take the baby? Even she wasn't that cruel. The only reason she'd hidden Declan was from INTERPOL because she knew what they would do to him to get Ian to talk.

"Pleaaaaaasssse, Ian? It would mean so much to me. I'll be so lonely while you're gone. Plus it's not like you won't have eyes on us the entire time you're gone anyways!" She pouted. Ian clenched his jaw.

"Emily do you know the risk I will be taking here? Everything I've worked to hide could be destroyed in a heartbeat. Do you understand me? If I agree—" He was cut off by her squeal of excitement as she lunged at him to hug him.

"Thank you Thank you Thank you!" She cried kissing him on the cheek.

"Emily, I mean it. DO not say a WORD. About anything. Declan will have to be told as well. She must not know anything about me, understood?" He said, hands on his hips… He was going to regret this he knew.

"I know I know! I'm gonna go call her right now, K?" She said getting up and running away to find his cell phone he'd left laying on the end table next to the couch. She was so excited she couldn't even breathe. Garcia was coming. She felt like a giddy school girl, not a grown woman, pregnant as all get out.

30 minutes later she re-emerged onto the patio where Ian was now sitting with a mojito in his hand.

"Garcia said she could come next week and stay all month. So I told her we'd book her flight for the day after you leave." She said enthusiastically.

"Wait, what?" Ian sputtered. "We're booking her flight?" He asked stupidly.

"Well, yeah…" Emily said matter-of-factly, rolling her eyes. "Ian it's not like you don't have the money!" She said gesturing around her at the ginormous estate. He rolled his eyes back at her, sipping on his mojito. She sat back on the lounge chair putting her hand on her stomach. Maybe this relationship will work out after all… She thought.

But as she looked up at the night sky, counting the stars and minutes until Garcia arrived, a nagging thought occurred to her that this just may be the calm before the storm…