Sitting herself down at her desk for the first time in over three weeks, Emily felt a strange sense of longing. Her eyes fluttered from object to object on her desk and felt her heart clench at not seeing a picture of Grace anywhere.
The four month old baby had kept her up every night, waking up almost precisely at one am and then four am, and when the baby was finally asleep, the agent found herself crying her eyes out, completely overwhelmed. But after only one day with the child, Emily couldn't see her life without the beautiful little girl.
"Emily?"
The brunette let her head pop up, her eyes casting over the border that separated her desk from Reid's and she smiled at him. "Good morning," she grinned. "I missed you."
Reid smiled back. "I missed you too." He watched as the older woman's eyes went back to her desk, and he wasn't sure if he should interrupt whatever it was she was going over in her mind. "How's Grace?"
Emily felt her eyes light up at the mention of her friend's baby girl. "Still sick," she nodded, gulping slightly. It was if she was talking about her own child, that's how she felt about the baby girl. Putting her briefcase on her lap, the brunette started taking out a few files she had done her best to work on when she was on leave at home with Grace.
The young genius almost got himself out of his chair to walk around their desks and take his friend into a hug, seeing the older woman ready to cry.
"She'll be fine," Emily tried to laugh off. "But she's with Matthew's mother right now."
"Is she adapting well?"
The brunette felt herself from as she thought about it. "Honestly, I think she is. I think she's too young to understand what happened to her parents," she said quietly. "But she seems to like me most days so that's a plus," Emily laughed, a real smile gracing her face.
"Princess," Morgan grinned, almost running from the kitchen and over to their desks to pull his best friend fro her seat and into a hug. "Baby girl, how've you been? We've missed you around here." Pulling back, he ignored the sadness on her face and brushed the tears away with a smile. "And now my baby girl has a baby girl?"
Emily tried for a smile.
"You can't have two baby girls," the technical analyst said quickly as she rushed into the bullpen in her five inch heels. "But I can!" Laughing, Garcia pulled her best friend into a bone crushing hug, pressing a big kiss to her curled hair. "Look how gorgeous you are," she gushed, pulling back with her hands grasping Emily's. "You have that mommy glow!"
The brunette gave a nervous laugh. "You know I didn't actually give birth, right?"
"Oh hush."
Walking down to see the majority of his team surrounding their favorite member, Hotch did his best to send her a look of comfort to try and calm her down with all the questions he knew were being asked. "I take it you're discussing a case?"
Garcia didn't even try to hide her excitement as she shook her head. "No sir," she grinned, pulling Emily close to her. "We're talking about our little Emmy becoming a mommy! Isn't that great? Maybe she, Jack and Henry can all have play dates!"
Seeing his friend's eyes grow wider than he'd ever seen them, Hotch quickly took a step forward. "Conference room," he ordered, ignoring the confusion he saw in his analyst's eyes as he gestured up the catwalk.
Emily sighed gratefully and leaned closer to her boss as the rest of the team walked away. "Too much too soon," the brunette breathed, feeling his hand brush over hers. The team knew how close they were, but keeping their professionalism in the work place was well needed.
"How are you feeling?"
Glassy eyes traveled up to the older man's and Emily bit her lip. "I miss her," she husked, shrugging her shoulders. "She's sick and almost only five months old and I miss her."
Hotch squeezed Emily's hand resting on her desk. "If you need to go home," he nodded, trailing off.
"No, I need to be here."
He watched as she sat down in her chair and opened one of the files on her desk, her pen so tight between her fingers her nails turned white. "How about staying through lunch and then leaving early?"
Emily turned her head and held back her smirk. "Perfect." Before she could let her boss walk back to his office, she turned in her desk chair. "Hey, would you actually want to do that playdate?"
Hotch looked back at his friend.
"With Grace and Jack?" she asked with a hopeful smile. "Maybe on Saturday if we don't have a case? They could get to know each other and you can help me out."
He looked over to the younger woman and saw the hope shining in her eyes, and he felt bad for wanting to laugh at the wide smile she was sending him. "I'm sure he'd love that." Smirking at the way his agent almost yelped with excitement and spun back around in her chair, Hotch walked back up to his office and got himself to work, the smile he had caused to spread over Emily's face burned in his mind for the rest of the day.