"I have a surprise for you." Derek poked his head into Garcia's office. He must have caught Garcia playing one of her many computer games. She quickly shut down her main computer.

"What'cha doing?" He questioned.

"Oh...nothing important. What's up sugar cup?" She spun around in her chair.

"Just seeing if you were busy. May I come in?" He had news to tell her. News that would make her day. She nodded, allowing him into her dark den.

"How's your baby mama?" She asked.

"Really good. I brought you a mocha latté."

"Terrific. You know it's been ages since we last actually talked. You're always running out of the office." Garcia took him. He didn't think Penelope was purposely rubbing it in his face. He usually did run out of the office especially on Fridays. If he could swing it and leave early enough he would go down to Richmond and either come back late at night or early morning. It was starting to wear him down. He wanted Lex to move back to Washington. Preferably with him. But he remembered the last time he approached that subject.

"So what's my surprise?" She asked excited.

"Well Lex and I kinda decided last night who our godparents would be. And I would be very honoured if you would be our Godmother." Tears immediately gathered in her eyes.

"Really?" She jumped up to hug him and then cried at the same time. "Oh good god." She exclaimed reaching for Kleenex. He had expected this reaction.

"So how are things with you too?" Garcia sniffled.

Derek shrugged. "It could always be better. I really don't want to do the Richmond thing anymore. It would be great if she was still in the city."

"Aren't you trying to convince her to come back?"

"Yeah but it's so hard." He moaned dramatically. "She is so stubborn. Even more than me." Garcia raised her eyebrows at that but let him continue. "No seriously. She doesn't even like Richmond. I think she's only living there to punish me."

"As my new position of Godmother, I would say don't flatter yourself. It's her baby too; I'm sure she doesn't want to live far from you either."

"Well I can't move to Richmond." Even though it was only 45 minutes from Quantico he loved Washington. He was settled in Washington.

"She's hard to read sometimes. Like, one moment everything is going good and we're getting along and I think I can ask her to move in and she'll say yes; and the next we're fighting about the stupidest thing."

"Of course the actual pregnancy hormones could have something to do with that to. Do you know what you should do?"

"What?"

"Take her out for a romantic dinner. When was the last time you did that?"

Derek thought hard. Yeah, he had not done that in a little while. If she stayed over at his place she would eat there. Which was nearly a few days every week now. Why couldn't she just stay there all the time? "I could do that."

"And then while you're there just bring it up. She'll never say yes unless you ask. But I have to get back to work angel fish." She patted his knee affectionately.

"When did you become so good at advice? I'm the profiler here. I'm supposed to be helping you." He teased kissing her cheek. He waved goodbye and disappeared out the door.

Garcia flipped her computer back on and simultaneously dialled a number her fingers had memorized over the weekend. "Hotchner." A scratchy voice answered.

"Good morning sir. So I got you a flight from Marseilles to Dulles and it leaves 10:55 your time. Want me to book you two tickets?"

"Anything sooner?" She could have sworn she heard her boss sneezed after her spoke.

"Well there is a 7:55 one but don't you think that would be cutting it close. It's already 6 am over there."

"That's fine. Yes, book two tickets."

"Hurray!" Garcia clapped her hands together, thrilled. Her boss did not say anything.

"That's a good thing right?" She asked worried again.

"Right. I have to leave Garcia." Then she heard the dial tone.

*~*

He had gotten what he wanted. Emily was coming back. But he still didn't feel any better. He felt worse. Of course, that could also be the cold. The cold shoulder she gave him and the nasty cold he had developed. He didn't want mention it to Emily. She would never be sympathetic. Not that he wanted her to be. But he was so uncomfortable sitting here in economy class (Emily, naturally, had flown first) with the air conditioning beating down on him. He wished he had a thicker blanket. He coughed again.

He had gotten little sleep after her outburst last night. And then she had woken him early stomping (or seemed to be stomping) around the house. He had woken up with a sore throat, congested nose and a terrible headache. Perfect.

His mind would not stop thinking about everything. What would he tell the team when they got back? They would notice the tension between him and Emily and he knew Dave would definitely question him. Garcia would to. How was it going to be working with Emily? He promised himself to all her conditions and knew he would keep to those; but if it was uncomfortable now it would be twice as worse in the office.

It wasn't just Emily that bothered him. Where was he even going to live when they got back? He had no apartment, his stuff was all in storage and he did not even have a place to stay tonight. Calling Hayley would be out of the question. She would be furious enough that the fact he had no place for Jack. He could likely stay at Dave's until he found something better. But that was less appealing. He had enough of Dave at work he did not need it 24/7. He settled on booking a hotel for the night until he came up with better ideas.

He watched the cheesy movie ahead of him and tried to sleep. It seemed as soon as he fell asleep the plane was landing. He was so disoriented leaving the plane. He had thought of something else to tell Emily. He just couldn't find her in the airport. It was very important; or at least at the time and in his brain it was important. He walked all over the lobbies until he found her waiting for a taxi. He could have offered to drive her home but that may have been overstepping his boundaries. "Emily!" He called by mistake. She was definitely in hearing range but she ignored him.

"Prentiss!" He tried next. She snapped right around with the look of 'what?'

"Don't feel like you have to be in the office tomorrow. Take a long weekend." He half offered-half told her.

"No." She refused. "I have a lot of work to catch up on."

"Fine." He stalked off angry at himself for even mentioning it. Even though he was exhausted and almost at the end of his chain he would have to be in the office tomorrow, although he would rather sleep all day. He couldn't lose face again; if she was going so was he.

*~*

Derek fought his way through traffic. Just another reason to dislike coming to Richmond. Another reason was he did not like Lexi driving. She was getting so big her belly nearly touched the steering wheel. It was too dangerous with the snow and cold weather setting in. Soon he would not want her driving at all. They always fought about that.

If she lived in Washington he could drive her to work. Or maybe they could move closer to College Park so she could walk. If something happened to her, or them, he would not know what to do.

He was planning on surprising Lexi by taking her to a really high class restaurant. They had fallen into the common routine of couples and Derek Morgan was not known for that. He could put on a great date and charm any woman. Or so he thought; until he met this particular one. If could manage to get her into a really good mood she would be more likely say yes. He would be happy if she moved to her own apartment as long as she was in Washington.

He knocked on the front door. "Why are you all dressed up?" Lexi asked, answering the door.

"Just because. You probably want to change as well."

"Why? What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" She looked down at her outfit. It was just an old wrap skirt and a t-shirt that barely covered her belly. It didn't bother him; but she likely would want to wear something nicer.

"Can you just trust me and do it?" He asked nicely. In one way it was a test to see if she would actually trust him. He needed to know that before anything else. She looked at him for a second and then shrugged. He followed her upstairs and into her bedroom. "Try that purple dress you have." It was by far his favourite on her.

"Really? That's really fancy Derek. What are you planning?" She looked suspicious, but not to much. He just grinned and didn't answer.

She questioned him the whole drive trying to guess where she was being taken. "Ohh wow!" She exclaimed when he pulled up to Expressions. "Oh!" She said next placing a hand on her stomach.

"What?" he always asked when she did this. He never knew what it might mean.

"Baby must be excited to. She is kicking so hard." Derek quickly felt the little being kick his hand. And hard. "Wow." He commented, leading her into the restaurant.

"Why are you doing all this?" She wanted to know.

"Just because." Yes, just because he was trying to get her to move. They sat at their table and ordered appetizers. Derek was nervous to bring up the conversation. He needed a strategy.

"How was work today?" He asked.

"It was alright. A lot of headache and inter-department bickering. Same as usual. I hate to say it but I never thought there would be so much fighting at this campus."

"Then switch back to College Park. They haven't filled your position yet." Here goes nothing, he thought. It could go two ways; an agreement or an argument. And Lexi rarely backed down.

Her eyes narrowed. "How do you know that?"

"I saw Casey in the city and asked her." He conspicuously became interested in his salad. It was the truth he just left the part about him chasing her down.

He distracted her in conversation. "Think of any more names?" He asked. They had not found anything both of them liked.

"Madison? Call her Maddie. Melissa or Melinda."

"I don't really see myself having either of those. I think it's too many M's. Maddie Morgan? I dunno Lex. I want something different."

"Well I'm not naming her Sunday or Blossom or Trixiebelle."

"Not weird different. I just don't want something like Mary or Clare. Something a little spunkier."

"Like what? You hardly tell me your ideas. You just say no to mine." He resisted rolling his eyes.

"Alright what about maybe Kristina? Kristen or Kirsten. Kristen Morgan-Chellos doesn't sound bad."

"I like the K, but I want something a little prettier. Faye? Olivia, Lily, Hannah?"

They could never decide. But she always enjoyed discussing it. He really had no idea what he wanted. He just wanted a healthy baby. But back to the strategy.

"So why can't you transfer back? Why don't you just say that they need you more over there?" He needed her more now.

She sighed. "I already told you why. I made a commitment and I just can't break it. I wouldn't ask you to do it." Damn, he thought. She had him there.

"It would be so much easier if you were here Lex. What about when the baby is born? I want to be there as much as I can. You know that. Why won't you consider it?" He didn't mean to sound so pleading but she brought it out in him.

"I just...can't. Why do you have to bring this up now?"

"Why not? You spend half of your time already at my apartment."

"Derek please don't bring this up again. I'm just not comfortable with it."

"Come on, Lex. You gotta trust me on this. It would be a good thing."

"It's not me trusting you that's the problem." She said to him. He was taken back.

"What does that mean? I trust you."

"You trust me, yeah, with some stuff, but you don't completely trust me. I don't think you completely trust anyone."

Derek did not know what to say to this. He trusted people. He trusted the team to have his back, although he usually covered theirs. He just did not have to rely on people like others did. He tried to think of someone he fully trusted. He trusted his mother and his sisters but there were still things he would never tell them. He trusted Lexi the same. That's was as good as it was going to get.

"I'm not perfect but I still want you to be with me. I know that's all I want." He couldn't say anything else.

"But Derek there is so much that you don't want me to do. Do you know how possessive you can be? I don't want to live with that kind of tension."

"Then tell me to stop. At least give it a try. I promise you it will be fine. Think how easier it would be. Especially when the baby comes. You c-shouldn't do it by yourself." He almost said can't and he knew how she reacted to being told that.

"I don't know."

"Those two weeks were great. It would be like that. Only with a little baby."

"It's not going to be that easy Derek. You'll be awake every 2 hours and have to change diapers and listen to crying. I won't be in the best state and god knows what else."

"I'm fine with that. I'll take a couple weeks off to help. I want to take care of you. More then anything else."

He could tell he was starting to really push Lexi. "Just think about it." He ended it.

"I will. But drop it for now please." They went back to their dinner. He wanted to push it more but she would definitely say no if he did.

"Oh, I told Penelope that we'd like her to be Godmother."

"What did she say?"

"She cried but I expected that. She was really happy." They talked more about their god parents and finished their meal. He thought he had ruined the night by bringing it up; but she still invited him to sleep over. During that time he had a brilliant idea that might just make the difference.

*~*

She made a vow to put everything behind her. She could do that. Put it out of her mind, file it away in the 'craziness' box and move on. But her compartmentalization was still in healing. It made it incredibly hard not to think about what he had said.

Her immediate anger had abated, leaving her simmering and trying to figure out how this happened. She had never given him any leads, or so she thought. She racked her brain for a reason why he would like her. She felt that she didn't fit his type. His type was Hayley; the blonde, easy to deal with, homemaker type. Why was she thinking of his type in the first place?

She looked down at the case file in front of her and tried to think clearly. But constant interruptions kept her from her making any progress. Anytime her mind began to form a logical notion on the case a cough or sneeze disrupted it. It was coming from the office upstairs and really getting on her nerves.

"Do you hear that?" She asked Reid after a morning of listening to it. He looked around.

"Hear what?"

Was it only her then? Was she now attuned to what Hotch was doing? If he was so sick he should go home. But then she knew all he had was the Bureau. Maybe that was why he suddenly had feelings for her. She was generally the only woman around this particular office except JJ. Maybe it was just transference.

It still bothered her that now she thought more about her boss. Truthfully he had always been a bit of a puzzle. Even more so now. She liked figuring puzzles out and reading people. He had always been hard to read and now he was completely different around her. It was disturbing the sudden change in her life. The more she thought the weirder it got. She tried to stop and think of other thing but her mind eventually came back to; what had started it all?

Since she had come back to the BAU, Hotch had maintained a distance from her and tried to act like nothing had happened. He was very 'careful' around her. She played the same game but she felt the strange looks from the team on her. They likely spoke about it between themselves because they never asked her what had gone on. It was just a blip in the daily lives of profilers.

She shoved the case file away from her. She would never concentrate today. She grabbed her purse of the back of the chair and left the bull pen. She was going to an extra long lunch, she decided. Let's see if Hotch had a problem with that.

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Holy moly! This chapter was so hard to write you have no idea. I hope it's up to your standards. Please review and comment! All comments are welcome as long as they are nicely put.