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This chapter is dedicated to: isabela tonks, Rolfy, hot4cullenmen, NCIS-fan-cecy, and jazmingirl.

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He hadn't said a word in five minutes. Granted, it was after one in the morning, and she'd just delivered life changing news but she thought there'd be a bit of a reaction. Really, all he did was sit on the couch. She followed him and sat beside him. Emily looked into Aaron's eyes hoping to gage his mood, and from what she could tell, he was feeling the same way she was.

"Pregnant?" He finally asked.

"Yeah." She nodded.

"You were just out taking tests and talking to JJ and Penelope?" Aaron asked. "You weren't with someone else?"

"God no, why would you think that?" She asked.

"You just disappeared late at night. I couldn't help but think of the possibilities."

"Aaron, I love you. I would never cheat on you." Emily sighed, taking hold of his hand in hers.

"I love you too Emily. Sorry I thought you sere seeing someone else." Hotch said, holding Emily in his arms. "Guess I'm jumping to conclusions too much tonight."

Emily had to laugh in agreement. "I'm sorry Aaron."

"It's okay. We can do this Em." He said, running his fingers through her long hair.

"I'm sorry." She said again.

"Emily-" Hotch began.

"I'm so sorry."

Aaron took in a sharp breath. "Would you stop saying that? For god's sake Emily, why are you apologizing?"

"What?" Emily was confused. She didn't know why Hotch was so frustrated with her.

"Emily, this is not your fault. If anything, it's my fault!" He snapped.

"Your fault? How is that?"

"I am the one who convinced you we didn't need a second method of contraception." He sighed.

"I didn't exactly argue." She blushed.

"Yeah, but it was my idea. And I am the one who got you pregnant." Aaron sighed.

"Again, I didn't exactly ask you to stop." Emily laughed.

"Emily," He said, again trying to place the blame on himself.

"Jesus Aaron, didn't you just get pissed at me for trying to take the blame? I consented to the sex too you know." She snapped. He nodded and agreed to stop placing the blame on himself. After all, it didn't change anything.

"Maybe...maybe neither of us are to blame?"

"Maybe both of us are to blame." Emily concluded. He kissed her head and agreed with her. They sat in silence for a few moments, but it wasn't an awkward silence. It was more like they were both just letting the news sink in. She was just happy to be in his arms. Emily always felt right when she was safely snuggled up to Hotch.

"You are keeping it right?" He asked.

"Yeah, I want to." She nodded.

Hotch smiled, and his smile made Emily smile. "Good."

"Really? You're okay with our accident baby?"

"Yes, I'm fine with our accident baby." He laughed.

"You're not just staying with me because of the baby?" She asked.

"Prentiss, you're not getting rid of me that easily. I love you too much to leave." He said, kissing her.

"Thank god." She said, tears filling her eyes. "I love you too Aaron."

"So, we're really going to have a baby." Hotch said, sounding very excited.

"Yeah, our very own baby!" She exclaimed and Aaron picked her up. He twirled her around and they both laughed quietly, as not to wake up Riley.

"So, are we keeping this under wraps for a while?" He asked.

"Nah, they'll figure it out soon enough, plus we'll have to deal with Strauss." She concluded.

"Yeah, better sooner than later." He nodded. "What about your mother?"

"What about her?" Emily asked, and then she realized something. "Aaron, are you scared of my mother?"

Hotch paused, knowing that no mater what he said, he'd sound a bit pathetic. She took his silence to be his answer.

"You're kidding!" Emily laughed.

"She is very intimidating!" He reasoned. "Elizabeth Prentiss wouldn't think twice about killing me once she finds out about me knocking you up."

"Did you just say 'knocking you up'?" Hotch blushed and they both laughed.

"Truthfully, I'm more worried about telling your children than my mother. I feel awful; like I'm taking their father away from them." Emily sighed.

"Nonsense. You can't take me away from my kids, and neither can this baby. You don't need to feel bad about that. But I do agree with you. Riley's not going to be too happy."

"You get to tell her. I'll tell Jack." Emily said happily.

"Why do you get the easy one?" He pouted.

"Fine, you can tell them both." She laughed.

"Or we can tell them both, that way if Riley kills one of us, there'll be a witness?" Hotch asked.

"Deal."

"Oh god Emily. Our own baby!" Hotch exclaimed.

"Yeah," Emily said, a giant smile engulfing her face. "Our own baby!"

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Hotch and Emily finally got to bed at about two, so they slept in the next morning. Riley slept late too, which was bonus, though Hotch knew that she wouldn't wake him and Emily unless their was an emergency. They decided they'd tell Riley about the baby like they'd rip off a Band-Aid. They'd take her out for breakfast (she tended to not make huge scenes in public) and tell her then. At eleven that morning, they were all in the car driving for food.

"So I guess we'd call this brunch, not breakfast?" Emily said.

"Call it what you will, it doesn't matter too much to me. All I know is that I'm hungry." Riley shrugged.

"When we get to the restaurant, we need to talk." Hotch said, and Emily glared at him. He knew they planned to bring it up later, but they were almost there.

"Whatever it is, I swear I didn't do it." She said defensively. Hotch and Emily laughed, so Riley believed she was off the hook for whatever they were talking about.

"No, it's not something you did Ri." Emily said.

"Oh good. Whenever mom says we need to talk, I'm in some trouble for something or other." Riley explained.

"I always associate 'we need to talk' with break ups." Emily said randomly.

"That too, but I was pretty sure that you guys weren't planning on dumping me, so I assumed trouble."

"You know, I've never been told 'we need to talk' when someone was breaking up with me." Aaron said.

"Yes, because you've only ever dated two women. One of whom you're still seeing." Riley pointed out.

"True enough." He laughed.

"I couldn't count how many times I've heard that phrase." Emily sighed and Hotch took her hand to comfort her.

"I've never heard it in that context. It's very difficult to be broken up with if you've never dated anyone."

"You've never dated anyone?" Emily asked, very surprised.

"Nah, I've got a bit of a reputation." Riley shrugged.

"What is this rep miss?" Hotch asked.

"I'm everyone's friend." Riley said. "Honestly, I like that rep better than the other reputations I could have."

"So you're okay with the fact that you've never been on a date?" Emily asked.

"Why wouldn't I be? I'm only fifteen; I have my whole life ahead of me." Both Hotch and Emily were stunned by this response. Riley was a teenager, things like this were supposed to bug her, yet she seemed immune to teenage problems.

"That's mature." Emily said.

"I guess. Truthfully, I just thought of what my dad would say." Riley said.

"Really?" Hotch said happily. "You're listening to what I'd say?"

"Don't let it go to your head! It's just that you're pretty smart and I could totally picture you saying things like that to me." Riley laughed.

"Well, maybe I'm not such a bad dad after all." He said.

"You kidding? I couldn't ask for a better dad." She said honestly. Hotch paused and smiled widely.

"Thanks Ri."

"Any time man." She said.

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Their food finally arrived when Hotch looked at Emily as if to ask her permission to tell Riley about the pregnancy. She nodded curtly.

"So, remember when I said we need to talk?" He asked his daughter.

"Yes...?" Riley said, almost making it into a question.

"Well-" Emily began.

"I think it's time we did." Hotch concluded.

"Alrightie." She said with a smile.

"Well, we just don't know how you'll feel about this news." Emily said.

"Why? Is it bad?"

"We don't think so." Hotch said with a soft smile.

"Okay. Hit me with your best shot." Riley sang.

"This is kind of serious." He said.

"Is somebody dying?"

"Why would we say it wasn't bad news if someone was dying?" Emily laughed.

"I have no idea. To mess with me? Why are you avoiding this? Can you just tell me please?" Riley asked. She was getting rather frustrated with her father and Emily. She didn't understand why one would bring up the fact that they needed to talk, then try and avoid the conversation. She was more of an outright person.

"Okay." Emily said. "I'm going to let your dad take this one, and I'll take the next one." Hotch glared at her, but she shrugged.

"Okay, what is it?"

"Riley, Emily's pregnant." Hotch said quietly. Riley's eyes grew wide, and she looked at her food. It was clear that she didn't know how to react.

"Pregnant?" Riley asked, wanting to be sure she heard right. Although, she couldn't think of what she may have mistook it for.

"Yeah. It's mine." Hotch said.

"Oh really? I thought it was Reid's. Good to know." Riley said, rolling her eyes. Emily snickered.

"I thought we agreed to be serious?" Hotch said.

"No, you said that conversation was serious. You didn't say, 'Riley, you must take this seriously.' Nope." She said.

"Riley, you know exactly what I meant." Hotch said. She shrugged and started munching on her toast.

"So?" Emily asked.

"So...I think I need to go to the ladies room." Riley said, excusing herself from the table. She walked away and Hotch looked at Emily.

"Well, I think that went well." He said sarcastically.

"She didn't throw anything at us, that's a good sign."

"This isn't funny!" Hotch said, even though he was laughing.

"She's dealing with it the best way she can." Emily said.

"Riley's not dealing with it. She's making jokes and avoiding it." Hotch snapped.

"Aaron, that's how she deals with things. She makes a joke and tries to fluff it off. That's the best she can Aaron, we've just got to give her time." Emily explained. Hotch knew that Emily was right. They went back to their food, and Riley returned. She sat down, and neither Hotch or Emily brought up the baby. They'd let her on her own time.

"Congratulations." She said finally.

"What?" Hotch asked.

"I said congratulations." Riley said. "As long as we still get to see you, I'm happy."

"Of course you're going to still see me!" Aaron protested.

"Okay, I was just worried. Your work and a baby might prove to be a full plate." She reasoned.

"Riley, come hell or high water, I will see you. I love you, and I'm sorry I've let work take priority when I shouldn't have." Riley smiled.

"Well, you'll need me around if you have a baby you know."

"We will." Emily agreed.

"Someone's got to teach her things." Riley said, raising her eyebrows.

"No! You're not 'teaching.' Last time you said you'd teach something, Jack learned about a million practical jokes!" Aaron laughed.

"If I didn't teach him, who would have?" Riley protested.

"No one, hopefully."

"So, you're okay with this?" Emily asked.

"Actually, I'm more than okay. I'm pretty excited. How far are you?"

"I don't know actually. I've only done the drug store tests. I've made a doctor's appointment for Tuesday though. Do you want me to call you and tell you?" Emily asked.

"Yes please." Riley smiled.

"I have to say, you're taking this better than I thought." Hotch said.

"Well, I was a bit pissed at first-" She began.

"Don't say pissed." Hotch corrected.

"-but then I thought about it. I'm quite sure that you didn't plan it as you've only been seeing each other for...well, not that long. I can't be mad at that. Things happen. But, soon you'll have your very own Riley Jr!" Riley laughed.

"Well, I'm glad you're okay with this." Aaron said happily.

"Truthfully, you'll have more issues with Jack." Riley pointed out.

"Why?" Emily asked.

"Jack's recently been asking where babies come from. I guess Emily will be explaining?" Riley asked.

"What?! Why?!" She asked.

"You said if my dad took this one, you'd take the next one." Riley reminded her. She paused and remembered her words.

"Oh shush." She laughed.

A/N Alright my wonderful readers, that is all for now! Please tell me what you thought!