She was working hard at controlling her breathing, fighting her way through the contractions. Rossi scowled down at her as they wheeled her towards a room.
"Are you going to give me his name now?" he asked. "The bastard should be here while you're having his damn kid."
Emily gritted her teeth in pain and then glared up at him. "He doesn't want anything to do with this." Her hard look turned into a grimace as she just barely kept herself from crying out. "Hate to tell you this, Rossi, but you're gonna have to play surrogate daddy here. Just hold my hand and tell me I can do this."
Dave slipped his hand into hers and squeezed tightly. The other came up to brush the bangs out of her eyes. "You can do this," he said quietly, his voice firm as he looked her in the eye. "And you will never be alone, Emily Prentiss. Not you, and not your daughter, you understand me?"
Biting her bottom lip and fighting back tears, Emily nodded.