Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds or its characters. I'm just borrowing them :)

This chapter is dedicated to: CrimStudent47, SussiRay, nataliebianca, NCIS-fan-cecy, Megz-and-Tori, and Rolfy.

Both Riley and Aaron were sleeping the next morning at nine. Jack was awake watching some superhero show. Emily saw him and offered to make him breakfast.

"No thank you Emmy." He said sweetly.

"Not hungry?" She asked.

"No, I'm hungry," Jack began. "You just can't cook." Emily laughed and ruffled the young Hotchner's hair. She adored how honest young children were. Sure, it could have been taken as insulting, but Emily didn't care.

"Alright, how about we go out for breakfast?" Emily asked.

"Really?" He asked happily.

"Mhm." Emily nodded.

"Can I get pancakes?" He wondered.

"Of course. Do you think that we should wake up Riley and your dad?" Emily asked the young boy.

"I don't know. Riley's a grump when she gets waked up." Emily laughed again and agreed that they would go alone. She helped him get ready quietly, and he watched cartoons as Emily got herself ready. She scribbled a quick note for Aaron and the two left the house.

Hotch woke up to find that Emily was not in bed beside him. He panicked for a moment before he jumped out of bed and ran down the stairs. He saw Riley on the couch reading a book, but still no sign of Emily.

"Breakfast." Riley said.

"What?" Hotch asked.

"Emily and Jack. They've gone out for breakfast." Riley clarified.

"Oh. Why didn't they wake us?" Hotch asked.

"There's a note on the table. It'll answer all of your questions." Riley said, pointing to the note. He walked over and picked up the note.

Hotch one and Hotch two,

Hotch three, four, five and I are out for breaky. Would have woken you two up, but Aaron looked tired and Jack said Riley would be moody. Hehe, if you're the one reading this Riley, I don't believe him.

Anyhoo, we'll be back soon.

Your Heroes,

Emily, Jack and the twins.

"She's a mental case." Hotch laughed.

"No kidding." Riley agreed.

"Well, why don't you and I go out and get some breakfast while they're out?" Hotch asked.

"Nah, you can just make me something." Riley suggested.

"Oh, can I now?" He asked.

"Yes." She said and he laughed.

"I'll have the chocolate chip pancakes please." Jack said in his most grown up voice. It was vaguely similar to that of his father's, when he was in Unit Chief Mode.

"Alright sir." The waitress was playing along with his little game. "What would you like to drink?"

"Scotch." He answered.

"Jack!" Emily laughed. "You can't have Scotch!"

"Why not?" He questioned, but then he paused. "Emmy, what's Scotch?" Both the waitress and Emily burst out laughing.

"How about apple juice?" Emily suggested.

"Coffee?" Jack countered.

"Chocolate milk?" Emily offered.

"Done." Jack agreed. "I'd like a chocolate milk ma'am."

"Sounds good sir. How about you?" She asked Emily.

"That sounds good actually." She'd been intensely craving chocolate recently. She suspected that the hormones were making her crazy for chocolate, that is, crazier for chocolate than usual. "I'll have the same, only, in an adult portion please."

"Okay." The waitress said, giving Emily a strange look. She walked away, and as she did, Jack began laughing.

"She called me sir Emmy! She thought I was growed up, just like you!"

"That's cool isn't it?" She agreed.

"Emmy," He said more seriously. "What kind of babies are you having?"

"What do you mean buddy?"

"Are you having girl babies or boy babies?" Jack asked.

"I don't know yet honey. The doctors can tell me soon if I want to know. Do you think I should find out?" Emily asked Jack. His eyes lit up and he nodded.

"Yes! And you should tell me."

"What kind of babies do you think I should have?"

"Maybe a boy and a girl." Jack said thoughtfully. "Then there can be one of each."

"I'd like that too." Emily agreed.

"You should name one Batman!" Jack exclaimed.

"Maybe I should." Emily said, faking thoughtfulness.

"What are the babies to me?" Jack asked.

"They'll be your little siblings." Emily explained, but she noticed the confused look on Jack's face, so she elaborated further. "Your brother or sister."

"Oh. Are they my daddy's kids too? Like me and Riley?" Jack asked.

"Yep." Emily nodded.

"Can he still be my daddy?" Jack asked sadly. He honestly seemed worried that Hotch would no longer be his father once the babies were born. Emily reached across the table and promised that Aaron would remain his dad no matter how many kids were born. Jack seemed to not really believe her at first but after some convincing, he got the point.

"What about you?" Jack asked.

"What about me?" Emily wondered.

"The babies will call my daddy, daddy. What will they call you?"

"They'll call me mom silly." Emily laughed. "Just like what you call your mom."

"But what am I supposed to call you?" Jack asked. "The babies get to call you a special name. I don't want to call you mommy because I already have one, but I need a special name to give you."

"Well," Emily pondered. "You're the only person who calls me Emmy."

"Am I?" Jack asked.

"Yeah. No one else in the whole wide world calls me that." She said.

"That's special!" Jack squeaked.

"I think it is." Emily agreed.

"So, I can call you Emmy?" Jack asked.

"You can call me whatever you want Jack." She smiled.

"Even stinky feet?" Jack asked, laughing at his own joke.

"Well, maybe not that." Emily laughed too.

"So," Hotch said. "I want to know more about your school life." The two Hotchners were sitting down; about to eat the bacon and eggs Aaron had made for them.

"What is there to know? I get good grades and I have almost perfect attendance." Riley shrugged.

"How many times have you gotten detention in high school?" He asked.

"Five." She answered quickly. "All from my music teacher for being late for class. Unless we're counting what happened in Catholic school. Then it would be a million."

"Less than me." He laughed.

"No way!"

"Yeah, I had detention all the time in high school." Hotch said.

"For what?" Riley wondered.

"Making too many jokes." He explained.

"You?" She questioned.

"I was voted class clown when I graduated." He admitted.

"I can't believe it. What happened?" Riley thought about her words regretted them. "No offence."

"None taken." He laughed.

"It's just so hard to believe. You never joke."

"Maybe I should." He nodded. "Next question, how may times have you been suspended."

"Twice and never again." She said.

"Twice? Your mother said it only happened once!" He snapped.

"It was in grade nine. She never counts what happened in the Catholic school."

"What did you do?" He asked.

"I fooled around a bit in sex ed." She said. Aaron blushed. He was overly uncomfortable talking to his daughter about anything to do with sex.

"What did you do?" He asked awkwardly.

"I couldn't stop laughing! Then they heard me make a joke that abstinence is only 99.9% effective, since it was the Virgin Mary. They didn't like that one."

"Only you." Hotch laughed and rolled his eyes at his daughter's remarks.

"What can I say? I guess it runs in the family." She laughed.

"So, what did they teach in sex ed? What's the curriculum?" Hotch wondered. He wanted to know exactly what Riley knew. He was sure that was a bit overprotective, but he didn't really care.

"Uhm," She thought. "Nothing out of the ordinary. STDs, pregnancy, the mechanics. Things like that."

"They teach you the mechanics?" Aaron was stunned that they were teaching hormonal teens about how to perform sexual acts.

"Relax dad, it's not like they gave it to us in extreme detail." Riley laughed, guessing what he was thinking.

"You're right." He nodded. "That was kind of stupid."

"I almost failed my health mid-term because of sex ed." Riley laughed.

"How?"

"We had to put condoms on fake...thingies." Riley began and Hotch laughed at her embarrassment. "And I broke it as I put it on."

"Oh god, you would." Hotch laughed.

"It wasn't funny." She laughed. "But it is now."

"How did you try to put...never mind. I don't even want to know how you did it."

"No, you don't." She agreed. "Apparently you have a hard time with them too."

"What?" He asked.

"You have like, twelve accident children." She laughed.

"Oh haha." He rolled his eyes. "That's cute."

"Come on, that was funny!"

"Yeah, sure." He sighed. "Are you mad at me for that?"

"For what?"

"For everything that has happened with Emily."

"Why would I be mad about that?" She asked.

"Because it's all happening so quickly and sometimes it feels like I don't see you and Jack enough."

"That's because you didn't see Jack and I enough." Riley said bluntly.

"I know."

"You know more now." She agreed. "But you're right; I was a little upset when you told me. I just thought we never saw you as it was, and babies would add to that."

"That's not true." He said quietly.

"It's better now." Riley agreed. "Much better. Since you've started seeing Emily, we're seeing you all the time and you call almost every night."

"I'm just sorry it took so long." Hotch said sadly.

"Well," Riley started. "You could spend all your time saying sorry, or we can move on. It's better now, and neither Jack nor I hold a grudge. Your job is the reason you didn't see us as often as we would have liked. You never pushed us to the side because you didn't like us."

"Sometimes I think you're too mature for your age." He said as he got up from his chair and collected the dishes.

"It's true." Riley agreed. "But someone's got to set an example for Thing One and Thing Two."

"Thing One and Thing Two?" Hotch asked.

"The twins." Riley shrugged.

"That's horrible!" He laughed.

"What? You haven't given them names yet? I thought I should." Riley said.

"Emily wants to know the sex before picking names. We have an appointment tomorrow to find out." Hotch said.

"She's that far along?" Riley asked.

"I know. Time flies." Hotch said.

"I sure wish I could come to see the ultrasound tomorrow." Riley sighed. It was clear that she was hinting that she wanted to stay another night so she could accompany Aaron and Emily to their appointment.

"Do you want to stay here tonight, and come to the appointment tomorrow?" He asked.

"You can take a hint!" She exclaimed and clapped her hands.

"That was great." Jack said as they pulled out of the restaurant's parking lot. "Thanks for taking me Emmy."

"Anytime Jack." They drove for a few minutes until Jack let out a loud holler.

"What?" Emily asked, panic stricken.

"A FAIR!" The young boy yelled. It was true. There was a giant fair up the street from the restaurant.

"I haven't been to one of those in years." Emily though out loud.

"Oh Emmy! Can we go tonight?"

"I don't know. I think you're going back to your mother's tonight."

"If daddy says we can stay, can we go?" Jack asked. Emily thought it over. She always loved fairs, and Jack seemed to as well.

"Why not?" She said happily and Jack cheered as they drove home.

A/N: Sorry it took so long again. Life sometimes decides it hates me ;) Anyways, that's all for now. Please click the review button! :D