Emily felt the lights from her bedroom heat her ivory skin as she got undressed. Her fingers quickly picked up the nightgown that she laid on the bed, her body growing warmer by the second. She slipped the silk gown over her head, threading her fingers through her dark hair and watched as her husband quietly walked into the room. "Hey honey."
Hotch smiled to the brunette by the bed, never taking his eyes off of her obviously tired body as he closed the bedroom door. "You look beautiful, Emily."
The younger woman felt her cheeks heat up as she threw the comforter off of her spot on the bed. "Thanks." She quickly sat on the bed, waiting for her husband to make his way there. "So…"
Hotch nodded, sucking his lips in as he sat down beside his wife. "Time to talk, Em."
Emily let her tongue swipe over her bottom lip before giving a nod, pulling her pillow into her lap as she faced her husband's side of the bed. "Just first off, I want you to know that I didn't plan this."
"Oh Em, I would never think tha-"
"No no no!" She shook her head, holding up her hand when she and her husband locked eyes. "I need you to listen to me." Once she got a nod from him, she felt herself take a deep breath. "I know a couple of months ago we were talking about having more kids and what that would mean for us as a family. And I seemed kinda desperate to get pregnant again, but that was before we got Halie."
Hotch watched his wife's face quickly pale, and he let his hand latch onto hers. "I know that."
Emily bit her lip, shaking her head once again. "I know you didn't want her, and I am so sorry for going against you like that. But I needed to fill that little spot in my heart that was vacant, you know? And besides, she needed a home! She needed that stability." She knew she had tears welling in her eyes when Hotch's lips found their way to her cheek. "And now that I'm pregnant," she smiled wide when she thought of the little baby growing inside of her, "I feel like we're just the perfect little family. And I'm just so happy and excited that I feel like I could throw up." She shook her head when his eyes widened. "In a good way."
The older man gave a laugh before he sat himself right in front of the brunette, leaning in and laying a kiss to her quivering lips. "You're right about Halie. I didn't want her." He watched as Emily's lips tightened into a straight line and meekly nodded her head. "And I need you to know that I'm still a little wary about her being here and getting all settled in and having a new life with us. But I'm willing to put in everything I can into making sure she and this little baby will have the best home that anyone could ever grow up in."
Emily let her tears cascade down her cheeks after letting another smile bloom over her face. "Really?"
"Hell yes!" He took off his glasses, laying them on the bedside table before turning back to the brunette in front of him. "We're gonna be that big, loving family that every single person on the planet will envy. We'll be walking down the street with Peyton, Halie and Jack at our sides, Aubrey in your arms and the baby in mine. People will immediately notice us by the way we're smiling and laughing and they'll say 'are those the Hotchners'?"
The brunette's eyes immediately narrowed, a playful frown playing on her lips. "Why do you get to hold the baby?"
The older man let out a groan before launching at his giggling wife, tackling her to the bed and throwing the pillow from her lap behind him before his fingers began tickling her sides. His eyes connected with hers after his fingers paused just beside her belly, and he felt her hands take his, leading them just over her belly button.
Emily smiled up to her husband, biting her lip when she saw his dark eyes glance at the silk underneath their fingertips. "Do you feel that?"
"…There's a bump."
Emily nodded, her hair splaying messily across the pillow underneath her. "That's our baby."