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Emily startled Sophia into jumping off the bed when she woke up early Saturday morning. "Sorry," She muttered to the yowling cat. "The baby is sitting on my bladder."

Sophie was nowhere to be seen when she came out of the bathroom. "Hm… Should I go down and have breakfast or go back to bed." That bed looked so comfortable, but as soon as she got back in the bed, she'd probably have to get back up again for another run to the bathroom.

Her stomach growled, which made up her mind. It was Helga's day off so she'd have to make something for herself. She looked at the bed again.

"Come on girl…. Having your own housekeeper is making you lazy."

She grabbed her pink cotton bathrobe and slipped it on over the white maternity pajamas she wore as she headed down the stairs to the kitchen. She'd just stepped off the last riser when her home phone rang.

"Hello Spencer!" She didn't bother with the caller ID. He was the only one that would dare call her at this hour. Well, besides JJ or Hotch.

"Are you up?"

"Yes Daddy!"

"How did you sleep?"

"I had to get up four times to pee. How did you sleep?"

"You're cranky this morning!"

He said it with far too much cheer in his voice for her liking.

"And you sound like someone put happy juice in your coffee mug."

"Nope, just coffee," He quipped. "Anyway, I'm happy because I'm going to be a father and … I love my baby's mother very much."

She had just sat down in the glider rocker Garcia had given her two days after they got back from Idaho, or she would have melted into a big puddle of mush at his words. God… He had a way with words.

Garcia always knew what to say and the best gift to give when someone was down. The chair and its gentle rocking motion was the best thing outside of Reid's arms for relieving her stress. In fact, she wished he were there. Talking to him on the phone just wasn't the same thing.

"You make me wish I could run out the door and right to you."

It was funny that she could almost hear him blushing over the phone.

"Perhaps I can help you with that," Her door opened and he stepped inside with a bag in one hand and his phone tucked under his chin.

"Spencer Reid! What are you doing here?"

Little tingles raced along her back at the sight of him wearing a short-sleeved white shirt, and dark grey slacks. His tie matched his slacks and had a red stripe that ran diagonally across it.

"Hi!" He put the bag down on the table and motioned for her to stay sitting.

"Don't you ever where jeans or tee shirts?"

"What? Oh… Um… I don't have any jeans." He said while making his way over to her chair.

"Well… I guess it a good thing I like the way you dress. It's very sexy!"

He went pink in the cheeks and kissed her briefly on the mouth.

"Hi Baby…" He knelt down in front of her and kissed her belly. "Are you keeping Mommy up again? She needs to get her rest so you can grow strong and happy." He lectured her belly very seriously, making her giggle.

"Remember Daddy loves you very much. We're going to have lots of fun when you get here."

"I love you." She wrapped her arms around him, pulling his head up against her stomach. The baby kicked and he laughed.

"I think the baby is a smart-ass like you." Reid said, getting up from the floor.

"Just for that, you don't get any of the chocolate chip pancakes I'm making."

"You don't have to cook." He pointed at the bag and she suddenly noticed the smell of chocolate permeating the air around her.

"What did you do?" She struggled out of the rocker and headed to the source of the smell of pancakes like they were the Pied Piper's flute, calling her to follow him.

"I stopped at the Pancake House and got an order of your favorite chocolate chip pancakes, some scrambled eggs and some honey smoked bacon."

"I love you Spencer Reid." She kissed him hard.

"You only want me for my ordering out skills."

"Yep… That's all I love about you." She agreed.

Sophie interrupted them with a loud meow.

"You don't get any of that," Emily said. "I'll get you something to eat."

"No… You sit down and I'll get it for her."

The cat yowled and went to rub on Reid's leg.

"Don't let her beg." Emily cautioned him.

Reid tried to look innocent, but Emily just raised an eyebrow at him.

"Okay, She only gets cat food. No people food from me today." He promised.

The cat followed him to the pantry, purring like a little steam engine. She fell on the food he put in front of her as if eating was about to be banned for smart-ass cats.

He got their food next, along with dishes and some orange juice from the refrigerator. "Cindy said to tell you hi." He said as he worked.

"How is she?" The smell of the pancakes was making her mouth water.

"She doesn't have to have surgery. The doctors said they caught the infection in time and she will be fine. It was her first day back at work today."

"I'm glad,"

"Honey… could you get me the sour cream out of the fridge before you sit down?"

His face went slightly green, "You're kidding!" He squeaked.

"Nope!"

"Okay, but that's just gross."

"You're the one that gave me that lecture months ago about paying attention to my cravings. You said, and I quote, 'Cravings are an indication that your body or the baby needs some specific nutrients. So make sure you eat what ever it is so that you stay healthy,' end quote.

"I told the baby you're a smart-ass." He complained, while getting the tub of sour cream out of the fridge.

"Don't worry, only three more weeks to go and the 'grossness' will be over."

"Is that a word?" He wondered as he sat down at the table.

She tossed the rest of her first piece of bacon at him. He threw back some toast that had come with the meal.

Sophie pounced on the bacon, which had landed on the floor next to Spencer. Emily laughed and Reid shoved the tub of sour cream at her.

"Make it fast, so I can enjoy my pancakes."

"You've seen corpses in every stage of de-comp possible and you're getting freaked out by sour cream and maple syrup on chocolate chip pancakes."

"It's not the same thing. I don't put dead flesh in my mouth."

"I certainly hope not."

"You know what I mean!"

Breakfast was over quickly despite Reid's aversion to Emily's pancake concoction. Sophie had her fill of dropped scraps even though Emily kept glaring at Reid.

He made her go into the living room while he cleaned up the kitchen. Sophie stayed in the kitchen with him, following him around as he tidied up the table and the counters.

Emily was back in her glider when he came into the living room. "Thanks for breakfast." She said, rubbing her belly."

"You're welcome." He sat down on the couch.

"Can you stay," She said hopefully.

"Yes… I'm all yours for the whole day. What should we do now?"

"I didn't really have anything planned. The next big item on my list was taking a shower."

Reid went red and coughed into his hand. "Oh… um… I guess I should go then." He squeaked.

"No!" She almost shouted. "I mean the shower can wait. I'd kind of like it if you stuck around.

"Really?" He stuttered.

"Yeah… There's a couple of things I'd like to discuss with you."

"Really?" He repeated with a squeak.

"Yep! Can we play chess while we talk?"

"Sure… I'll get the board."

He pushed the coffee table out of the way, and then brought the chessboard and a small, wooden table to the glider. He got one of the chairs from the kitchen and set up everything so that she didn't have to move.

"You're too good to me. You do everything for me and I don't have to lift a finger. Thank you."

"I'm not nine months pregnant. He said seriously. "And you're welcome." He added as an afterthought. "I just want you, and the baby, to be safe and healthy."

"See… You're so sweet. How did I get so lucky to have you love me?"

His cheeks went pink. "I don't believe in luck."

"What do you believe in?" She teased, knowing the answer.

"Statistics and probabilities, the odds of getting into a relationship with someone at work, especially in a high stress job like ours -" He suddenly broke off and he looked deeply chagrined. "I'm sorry. I'm not doing very well with be more conversational."

She bit back the desire to laugh. "It's okay. Do you want black or white?"

"White… So what do you believe?" He wanted to know.

"I'm more like Garcia. I think everything happens for a reason."

"I don't know if I believe that. Maybe a little bit since the baby."

"Why," She made her first move and had him biting his lip.

"Because I never considered being a dad, I thought I'd be like my dad."

"You're not going to be like him." She assured him.

"I know… I'll do anything for my child and for you."

"Nice segway Dr Reid. I wanted to talk to you about what were going to do after the baby is born."

He gulped and moved a pawn without even looking at the board. "Um… I was thinking about that the other day. I thought… Well, I had an idea, but I didn't know how to… I don't… "

Emily leaned over the board and took his hand in hers. "Slow down and just say it."

"I talked to Morgan a couple of weeks ago. He's selling one of his properties. It's a really great house in Arlington and I thought it would be perfect for us."

Her heart climbed up into her throat. "Are you proposing?"

"No… Um… Oh, I didn't mean that. Um… Did you want to, oh wow, this isn't going well at all."

"I think getting engaged would be moving things just a little too fast."

"You do?"

"You're not mad are you?"

"No… I thought you would be mad at me for wanting to buy a house.

"I think living together is the best idea right now. I want the baby to have his father around all the time.

"Is that the only reason?"

"You can wipe that puppy dog look off your face. You know I love you. I want you around all the time."

"I love you too."

Emily moved a rook and Reid grinned at her. "You might want to re-think that move."

"We'll see. When do I get to see the house?"

"Morgan was renting it. Now he want's to sell it. The tenets move out next week. Morgan said we could see it then."

"I'm surprised he didn't tease you about in front of all of us."

"Me too…" Reid looked very puzzled. "Maybe he's planning something."

"How about we worry about the game and not Morgan and his need to tease you twenty-four seven?"

"Okay."

"So, the other thing I wanted to talk to you about -" She broke off and pushed to her feet. "Will have to wait till I get back from the bathroom."

Sophie, who'd been sitting at Reid's feet jumped into his lap when Emily left the room. "You better get down." He told her while she stared up at him. "Emily's your owner. You should pay attention to her." The cat pushed her head into his hand and meowed.

"Alright, but if she gets cranky it's your fault."

When Emily came back to the living room, she eyed the cat with the same look she got when interviewing a suspect. Sophie hissed at her and jumped off Reid's lap. She left the room with her tail in the air.

"What is it with you?" She demanded of Reid as she got back into the glider with an awkwardness that made him want to laugh.

"I don't know what you mean."

"You want to name the baby Sophia if it's a girl." The way his face went scarlet got her giggling like crazy. "She seems to think you're the bomb so I have to wonder why."

"I don't know!"

"Yeah, just like you don't know why hookers love you."

"I don't," He squeaked.

"You just keep fooling yourself, Dr. Reid."

"What did you want to talk about?"

"Nice change of subject," She made another move that had him frowning. "I wanted to talk about names for the baby. We haven't talked about it."

He looked very relived for some reason. "I don't know what to name the baby. I haven't really thought about it."

"I want to name him after his father if it's a boy."

He looked at her as if she had grown another head. "Why? "

"Why? Are you kidding? You're the best guy I know so it's obvious."

"No… I don't want the baby to have my name."

"Alright, you pick a name." She sat back and folded her arms.

"Um… How about Emile?"

"Where did you get that?" She watched him move his knight, but it wouldn't save him now.

"It's a play on your name."

"No… I don't think so."

"Why?"

"You don't name kids after their moms."

"Why not?"

"You just don't," She moved her knight and smiled at him.

"Fine, if you win I get to pick the middle name."

"Same for me."

"Fine, but what about first names?"

"For a boy, I like Aaron."

"You want to name the baby after our boss." She said, watching him study the board.

"Yeah… It's a great name."

"Might be fun just to see the look on his face."

"He's been great about all of this. He made it possible so I think we should thank him."

"That's fine with me. What about if it's a girl."

"What about Erin." He said slyly. "After Strauss, I don't think so," She said with finality.

"Okay, I withdraw the name." He was still studying the board in front of him. "How about Emily." He said.

"Reid…"

"Okay! I get the picture."

"Are you going to make a move?"

"Don't rush me. I'm thinking about it."

"You sound very stressed."

"Can we talk about the names please?"

She realized that she should be ashamed of the smirk that was all over her face, but she couldn't work up the energy.

"What about Jennifer?"

Reid only looked at her.

"What about Diana?"

"My mom," He squeaked.

"Why not?"

"Um, I don't know." He made the move she expected and she pounced. "Check mate."

"How?"

"You weren't concentrating."

"I guess you get to pick the baby's middle name."

"Yep!"

He looked up at her as she sat quietly staring at him. "So which one did you choose?"

"Oh no… That's top secret till the baby is born."

"Emily…"

"Pouting and looking like I just ran over your puppy isn't going to work."

"I wasn't pouting." He began collecting the chessmen and setting them back up on the board. "Double or nothing?" He asked very casually.

"Nope… Come over here." She got up and went to the couch.

"What?"

"Just sit down at the end there."

He sat and she pushed his legs apart so she could sit with her back against his chest. "I just want to sit here for awhile."

"I like this." He said, putting his hands on her stomach.

"I like it too."

Silence was truly golden she thought as he began rubbing little circles over her belly. It was so soothing that she slipped off to sleep.

Sophia jumped up on the couch and looked at them. "Shh… Mommy is sleeping." Reid put a finger to his lips.

The cat curled up and joined Emily in dreamland. Even the baby quieted under his hands until all he felt was an occasional shifting motion under his fingers. Surprisingly, he was wide awake even without the coffee he always drank in the morning.

A feeling of complete contentment he'd never felt overwhelmed him. His life was finally falling into place.