7:45 came too early for Aaron and Emily. Aaron shook awake at the sound of his alarm and hit the snooze button with much force. Emily smiled into his chest and looked up to see him staring at the ceiling. Rubbing her thumb along his jaw, she asked him, "What are you thinking about?"

"The case. Garcia. Where I went wrong," he replied solemnly.

She rolled over him so her legs were on either side of his body and looked directly into his eyes. "This wasn't your fault. If we blame ourselves we will break apart and won't be able to solve this case. Garcia would have your ass if she knew you were blaming yourself. What we need to do is get out of this bed and get ready for our friends that are coming here so we can build a new profile. While I am in the shower, I think it would be a good time to call your son. Does that work for you, Agent Hotchner?"

He smiled up at his raven haired angel and placed a small kiss to her lips. "Yes mam. But..." he rolled them over so he settled above her and she laughed as he nipped at her collar bone. "I think I should join you in that shower."

"No you don't!" she yelped as he began tickling her sides. "Aaron, if you join me we will never get out when our friends arrive. And you aren't ready for them to know about us..."

He stilled his movements and looked at her sleepy yet dejected eyes. "Who says I am not ready for them to know about us?"

She gave him a sad chuckle and looked up at his tired face. Rubbing her hand along his face and placing a quiet kiss upon his lips, she looked into his eyes and replied, "Aaron, you can't tell me that you are ready for the team to know about us. We don't touch in public and you aren't the most forthcoming with your feelings. I don't want you to tell the team just so you can rationalize that this is easier for you. I want you to tell the team because you need to. That you need them to know you hold me at night. That you aren't ashamed or afraid of agency standards."

He rolled off her and exhaled loudly. Closing her eyes sadly, she got up off the bed and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. "Aaron, I don't want to fight with you. I care about you. Everything will be okay. Just call your son and I will see you after the shower." Giving him a quick kiss, she moved into the master bathroom quickly before he could grab her and make her stay.

It was coming on 8:30 and JJ decided that she wanted to pick up Spencer for the meeting at Hotch's. Spencer was her best friend here at the BAU other than Penelope. Before she met Will, she had considered making a move on the young doctor, but meeting Will was enough to stop her heart and see that there was another life than profiling criminals and releasing statements to the media. However throughout her experience at Quantico, she could always rely on Penelope Garcia and Spencer Reid. When Reid was abducted by Tobias, she couldn't help but blame herself. Once he was found, she and the team helped him through his post traumatic stress and the nightmares that cursed the young genius.

With Garcia in the hospital, she needed to be near her best friend. Knowing Reid was near helped ease the tensions of the situation. He would know what to say to make her believe in something concrete, something real in this surreal moment in their lives. With two cups of coffee in her hands, she made her way to Spencer's front door and rang the door bell. Minutes passed and he still didn't come to the door. "Sleepyhead, Hotch will have your ass if you don't wake up and go to this briefing." She set the coffee cups on the ledge of his porch and dialed the familiar number of Dr. Spencer Reid. After two rings, she didn't expect to hear the voice on the other line.

"Mmmm... hello?" A woman's voice came over the line.

Stuttering, JJ coughed and started speaking, "Im sorry, this is Spencer Reid's phone, correct?"

Rebecca's eyes widened when she realized her mistake. "Shit! Oh mmmmm... Im sorry... I must have picked up his phone instead of mine. Hold on a moment while I wake him... Spence..."

JJ's eyes widened as she made her way to her vehicle with the two cups of coffee and placed herself in her drivers seat. She listened to the little moments for this woman to get to her best friend, not missing when she said "Where is his shirt?"

Rebecca saw Kitty sleeping on Spencer's shirt and immediately reached for the lint remover. The cat woke up and ran frantically when she noticed her owner's tense movements. Rebecca moved into her bedroom and stared openly at her shirtless male companion. He had kicked off the blankets in the middle of the night and it only looked like he was covered by her cotton sheet. She felt a warm blush run up her neck and she stumbled and sat next to her new... friend? "Spencer... Spence you have a phone call."

Spencer woke up and smiled as he saw Rebecca's smiling face smile down upon him. He took the phone from her and held her hand for her to know he wanted her to stay by him. Groggily, he talked into the phone. "Hello?"

JJ had started her car and was driving toward Hotch's. "Spencer, it's JJ."

"Hey JJ, what's up?" he said stretching like a cat in Becca's bed.

"I was going to pick you up this morning, but when I rang your doorbell you didn't answer. I thought you slept in."

"Shit, JJ what time is it?"

"8:40 now," she replied with a laugh.

"Damn it! JJ I just woke up. Tell the team I will be there shortly. Shit... Damn it..."

With a laugh, JJ calmed her best friend through the phone. "Spence, I think they will understand. If anything you should be lucky Morgan isn't going to this briefing. He'd be giving you so much crap."

He felt a little light headed when he sat up so fast and found himself laying back down on Rebecca's soft bed. She was getting the lint off his shirt and found it frustrating that her cat had left so much fur on his shirt. "JJ, I will meet you at Hotch's. Please drive safely."

"Will do, Spencer." With that JJ hung up and laughed as she realized her young friend was quickly becoming a man.

Spencer hung up the phone and starred at Rebecca as she was fighting with his shirt. She was cursing to herself and at her cat. He couldn't believe her curvy body that was simply in a pair of boy shorts and an old theatre t-shirt. He didn't recognize the productions and took note to ask her about those soon.

She could feel his gaze on her and began to rant quietly. "Spencer, I am so sorry. I didn't know you had to leave this morning. You are lucky I can toast up a bagel because I made you a bagel with cream cheese. I hope you don't mind chocolate chip bagels. They are my favorite. I promise I will wash your clothes after last night. I have some old clothes of my brother's in my drawer that you can wear. Im sure you can change into something more professional after. Damn Kitty. I swear she loves men more than I do. The minute she sense the testosterone she snuggles and leaves all that damn hair..."

She was silenced when he pulled her into his arms and kissed her speechless. He was significantly taller than her so she reached up to link her hand behind his neck. Pressing herself closer to him, she smiled when she heard him groan into their kiss. She moved them toward her bed and he tumbled upon her kissing down her sweet neck. "I need to go," he moaned as her hands were teasing his body expertly.

"You need to stay," she said pulling him closer to him. She began reaching for the bottom of her shirt when he stilled her movements.

"Rebecca, if you do that, I will get my ass kicked for not going to the briefing. Plus you deserve us to take this slowly. Not just jump into sex."

She sighed heavily and laid her head back on the pillow. Spencer held in his laughter as he changed into her brother's clothes. With a pair of sweatpants that had paint scattered onto them to an old Sacramento State sweatshirt, he looked in the mirror and laughed at his almost youthful appearance. Rebecca came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist kissing between his shoulder blades. "Ah, a man after my own heart." She laughed and pulled him into the kitchen giving him his shoes and socks. "Can I make you coffee? I can't promise it won't be burnt."

He smiled and gave her a quick kiss saying, "No, its okay. JJ bought me some. Um.. I don't know when I will be free next..."

"Call me when you are. You know Doctor Reid, there is such thing as text messaging when you are available!" She explained with an overly dramatic face. He laughed and gave her a quick kiss by her temple as he made his way to the coat rack. "Leave those, I'll wash them."

"Are you sure?" he asked surprised by the offer.

"Absolutely. Gotta love laundry day! Now go before you get into trouble." Rebecca closed the door on him and looked at her filthy living room. Kitty was once again sitting on Spencer's clothes and looked at her with not so innocent eyes. "What am I doing, Kitty?" she asked herself as she made her way into the kitchen to start cleaning the appliances.

The air was warm. The sun warmed the souls of the earth's inhabitants and the view of the water was beyond perfect. It was a sandy shoreline where it only seemed to be only them, no outside disruptions, no cell phones, no cases. Just them.

"Daddy! Daddy!"

Derek turned this attention to the little boy running toward him and lifted him up into his arms. "What are you doing little man?" he asked staring down into his eyes.

"Daddy, Jade and Mommy and me made a castle for the babies! It will be their house!"

With a chuckle he asked them, "Why won't they stay at our house Trey?"

With a very dramatic eye roll, Trey replied, "Daddy, the babies need their own house! We have our house! Maybe they can have Clooney!"

"No way little man," Penelope said waddling to the boy and his father. "Your new siblings will be moving with us." She took the young boy in her arms and Jade came up to her father wrapping him in a huge hug. She looked just like her mother except with his warm skin. Everything about Jade screamed kindness and love in her 7 years of life. Trey looked just like his father but had his mother's passion for trouble and adventure. His 4 year old self was a mess of trouble for his alert parents.

"But mama..."

"No buts! You will love playing with your new siblings. Okie dokie artichokie?"

When Trey pulled out his bottom lip, Penelope immediately bit it softly and Trey's eyes widened in alarm.

Jade laughed at her mother and pressed a hand to her growing stomach. Looking at her father, she said, "Daddy, I think they are moving! I think I feel them!"

"Really, Princess?" he asked looking lovingly at his wife.

"Yep, your children are causing me a whole bunch of problems for me today handsome. I think they think they are at Disneyland!"

"Disneyland!" Both kids yelled clapping happily at their father.

"Soon, kids, soon. Now go play," he said letting his two oldest children go and play. He took a seat and pulled his baby girl into his arms. Giving her a passionate kiss, she smiled and grabbed his hand tightly.

"Not that I mind, handsome, but what was that for?"

"I just wanted to kiss my beautiful pregnant wife, is that okay with you, woman?" He said raising his eye brows are her.

She laughed and replied, "Anything hot stuff, anytime."

He held her close as they watched their two other children play in the sand. His hand reached down and kissed her left hand, paying particular focus to this ring that symbolized that she would forever be his.

"Hot stuff, you know you've done that since the moment you placed that ring on my finger." She said smiling up at her Chocolate Adonis.

"And I will until the day I die," he said kissing the side of her head.

Their kids ran up to them and Trey sat beside his dad yelling, "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!"

"Yes, little man?"

"Did you see the puppy?"

"No, what puppy?" he looked around the grounds looking for this mystery dog.

"Daddy! The dog barked and licked me and he was like big and grey and daddy he was like BEEP BEEP BEEP!"

He looked at the boy confused and said, "Trey, you mean woof! woof! woof!"

Trey looked at him like he was nuts and said "BEEP BEEP BEEP!"

Derek opened his eyes and found himself next to his baby girl praying she would wake up. Sighing to himself, he kissed her hand, forehead and lips and rubbed her unbruised cheek softly. "One day, baby girl. I promise."