A/N: Hey everybody! So sorry I've kind of been neglecting this story, just a lot going on right now with my grandma, and the holiday, and work, and blah, just yeah! So anyways here is the next chapter in this never ending story! P.S. does anybody else besides me think of that song "this is the song that never ends" from Lamb Chop when they read this title? I do… total #90skid lol.

"Then Peter said unto them, Repent, and be baptized every one of you in the name of Jesus Christ for the remission of sins, and ye shall receive the gift of the Holy Ghost." Acts 2:38

Ian paced back and forth nervously. It was time for the twins Christening. They'd waited longer than usual because they'd been trying to find a suitable church to perform the ceremony in. Emily had been dead set against it. For some unusual reason she had a severe aversion to Catholic churches of any kind. He'd pointed out that his children were not going to risk eternal damnation because their mother was too stubborn to set foot in a church again. Reluctantly she'd given in, but yet every church they'd visited she found some fault with. It had been a painstakingly long process but eventually they'd found a church they both agreed on. Mostly Irish Catholics which Ian felt to be comforting and Emily seemed to get along well with the Priest, which was surprising because with some of the others she'd been nothing short of hostile.

He looked up as Penelope scurried over to him holding Lauren. Penelope while not being chosen as godmother for the twins was Declan's honorary godmother. Emily had chosen JJ to be the twins Godmother and Agent Rossi to be the twins Godfather. He had left the decision mainly up to her because he wanted her to be as comfortable with the process as possible. He knew her first choice in Godfather hadn't been Rossi. It was Derek Morgan. Yet, Morgan had still not returned any of her calls and refused to talk to the other team members about her or the twins at all. A part of him knew that a part of her secretly hoped he would show up at the ceremony, but as another man, he knew pride would come before reconciliation and Morgan wasn't there yet. He couldn't really blame him, he hated Morgan almost as much as Morgan hated him. The only thing stopping him from ripping Morgan a new asshole was the respect that Morgan had done everything in his power to save Declan.

He straightened his blazer before reaching out to take Lauren from Garcia. Emily was in the adjoining room with JJ, Rossi, Declan and Landen.

"Hurry! The ceremony's about to start!" Garcia said urgently, ushering him towards the door where everyone was waiting. Emily looked like she was going to faint. He knew this was uncomfortable for her, not to mention her mother and father had flown in from Italy the previous morning and her mother had been harping at her ever since she'd arrived. Ian swore thanks to the Lord God above that Emily was nothing like her mother… He'd always heard "mother-in-laws" were the worst, but those people had obviously never met Elizabeth Prentiss. They all walked into the Sanctuary, decorated with beautiful stained glass windows and elaborate crosses. Penelope had done a magnificent job of decorating the place. Despite neither one of them having a whole lot of family, the chapel was at least 2/3 full. Mostly her co-workers, her family, some of their new neighbors, some people from the congregation. He took a deep breath and walked with Emily up to the front of the chapel with Landen and Lauren, JJ and Rossi. Declan had opted to sit with Garcia and Kevin during the ceremony.

The priest began by tracing the sign of the cross on the babies' foreheads, an invisible brand saying that they belonged to Christ, Inviting the parents and godparents to do the same. They stood around the large baptismal font made of elaborately carved stone, while the priest asked them what they wanted for the children-baptism- and asked them to make the traditional Baptismal promises, from both Emily and himself as well as JJ and David.

The twins were anointed twice with Olive Oil, then the priest asked Emily to step forward with Landen and said "I baptize you Landen Jacen Doyle in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit." Then he asked Ian to step forward with Lauren, saying "I baptize you Lauren Jaina Doyle in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit." The priest went on to explain how the water is sign of cleansing. The water symbolically washes the person being baptized of all sin. It is also a sign of life. Without water nothing can grow. It is a sign of the new spiritual life that the baptized person is entering into.

Finally the candles were lit, and the ceremony ended. Ian had never felt so proud in his life to stand up beside a wonderful woman and their beautiful children being baptized. He couldn't stop smiling as he looked over at Emily who, shockingly, was also smiling, tears shining in her eyes.

Ian was immensely happy for the rest of the afternoon, he didn't even object when Declan asked if he could go stay the night at Garcia's house, or when Emily tried to force feed him cake. She was putting up a good front. He knew she was still heartbroken that Morgan hadn't came to the Christening. Lauren and Landen enjoyed their first little pieces of cake and made a right mess out of it. Ian didn't even dread cleaning it up. He was truly happy for the first time in weeks.

Things between him and Emily were mending, she was encouraging him to spend more time with Declan doing father/son type things like playing soccer and going camping in the backyard. He had tried to show Emily and the twins equal attention, as well as dealing with some other issues.

He knew Emily was wondering where he was going all those nights he was out with friends or went out alone. Truth was, he didn't want her to know, she would be outright pissed. Yes, he was still in contact with certain people from his former life. One being Cameron Miller, arms dealer and former partner in crime. Cameron, like himself had "left" the business in the best interest of his family. He had a wife and 2 daughters. He'd been receiving kidnapping threats for the last 6 months, veiled, vague, threats. Of course he was arrogant enough to disregard them with a snort of derision, daring anyone to try and have a go at it. Secretly, he was worried. So in his time of need he had sought out the one person he had always trusted and would entrust the welfare of his children to. Ian Doyle.

Last night the two girls had gone missing from their bedrooms in the dead of night. Ian had promised to help after his children's christening, but he would need some help… the kind of help only an experienced profiler could give, and that meant involving Emily. She would resist, he was sure of it, but what other choice did he have? He'd promised the return of Cameron's girls unharmed, which he knew was an unrealistic promise, but having almost lost his own son to his own mother, he understood the need of his friend.

He shook his head slightly he wasn't really looking forward to having this conversation with Emily, slightly wishing the party would last forever. She would be absolutely furious that he was still in contact with people from his former line of work, potentially putting their whole family at risk. But he needed her help. And whether she liked it or not, Ian knew, she would give in. Emily Prentiss would never ignore a child in a crisis situation, no matter what their father did or didn't do for a living. How did he know this? She didn't for Declan…