I haven't been able to update in a while because of a severe case of writer's block and some technical difficulties. A.K.A a virus infecting my computer. Also the long chapters are kind of a bitch. Would you mind if I had shorter chapters? Not really short, just a little bit shorter. I MIGHT be able to update more frequently then.
Oh, it's a filler chapter. I had no idea what to write, and I'm not sure what to do for the next one either. I'm not going to focus on this pregnancy too much, and I'm actually nearly finished the story. Sigh. But fear not, I shall have an epilogue.
Oh and 500th reviewer, what pairing would you like for your oneshot? I will write Emily/JJ, Emily/Reid, Emily/Morgan, JJ/Hotch, Garcia/Reid, Morgan/Reid, Hotch/Reid, Hotch/Hayley, and if you want Rossi/Strauss.
Thanks guys for all your kind reviews!
Chapter Fifty Eight
Emily woke up the next morning feeling very tired. She opened her eyes slowly and glanced at the clock. 7:27 am. She'd had about two hours of sleep. That was the problem with weddings. You had to stay up all night and entertain your guests when all you wanted to do was go to bed with your new husband.
Emily groaned and rolled over to her other side and nearly crashed into James. He had his hand around her waist and was still fast asleep. Emily smiled at him and relaxed against the pillow. Another few minutes of sleep wouldn't hurt.
She was half asleep when she felt a breeze around her mid region. James had removed his hand from around her waist and was now leaning over her, smiling. ''Morning, gorgeous.''
''Hey, you look tired,'' Emily smiled and reached up to gently stroke his face with her hand. ''Exactly like I feel.''
''Maybe that's because I've had like two hours of sleep Em,'' he said as he grabbed her wrist and gently placed a kiss there.
''Hmm maybe...wait, why are you naked? Better question, why am I naked?'' Emily asked as she sat straight up and stared down at herself. James backed off a bit, Emily had gone into panicky mode.
''Because we consummated our marriage last night Em. Anything wrong with that?'' he asked as he tried to ease her back down onto the bed but she wouldn't budge.
''No, of course there's nothing wrong with that, there's a lot right with that, but it's just that I don't sleep naked! I NEVER sleep naked! I always put something on, either your shirt or something, or pyjamas or even a pair of your boxer shorts! I NEVER SLEEP NAKED!''
''Em you were tired last night, you'd been awake for a long time and I kinda wore you out,'' James smirked.
''How tired could I have been to sleep naked? You know I have a phobia of it, it disgusts me, especially in hotels, other people could have slept naked in this bed, and now all their DNA is mingled with mine! There might still be traces of...you know, on the bed!''
''Em, it's no big deal. It was one night. You're not going to get a disease.''
''I know I'm not going to get a disease, hopefully, but I don't know, it's kind of...whorish.''
''Whorish?''
''Yeah, whorish. I just don't feel comfortable sleeping naked. I feel dirty, wrong...''
''One night Em, one night. I slept naked too.''
''So that's what was poking me...I'm over-reacting aren't I?''
''A little bit, but it's so adorable. I love it when you freak out,'' he smiled and he wrapped his arms around Emily. He leant his head down on her shoulder and placed a gentle kiss against her collarbone.
''You are a mean person then,'' she smirked and she lay back down against the pillow.
''I'm not mean, most of the time, I just love when you freak out because your eyes go all wide and you know how much I love your eyes.''
''Yeah...I think I'm falling asleep again,'' Emily yawned.
''Well breakfast doesn't end until eleven, sleep for another hour or two.''
''But you said it doesn't end until eleven.''
''Well we can't go down at quarter to eleven. We don't want everyone thinking we've been up all night having sex,'' James smirked and Emily feebly slapped his forearm.
''I guess not...but I want to see Jennifer.''
''I'll get her. She's with Jen right?''
''Yeah, JJ took her last night. Are we horrible parents for not having her with us?''
''No, definitely not. And if I remember correctly you fought and fought, and fought until you had nothing left to have her with us, but Jen is more stubborn than you are. Even you have to give in sometime.''
''Hmm, JJ's annoying that way,'' Emily yawned again. James watched her for a few moments, and it didn't take long for her to fall asleep again.
JJ walked into the bathroom and over to the sink. She turned on the taps and gently splashed water onto her face. She picked up a towel to her right and dried her face. She sighed and stared at herself in the mirror. She had slept on the couch last night. She couldn't face Will. She was thankful that he had fallen asleep by the time she had arrived upstairs. She wasn't sure why she felt this way, she hadn't for so long. Just seeing Emily and James up there at the altar, having their moment, getting married, it triggered something in her.
She'd always wanted to get married, ever since she was a little girl. She'd had her ideal wedding planned out since she was twelve, right down to the last detail. She still had the notebook where she wrote all her ideas buried in a box up in the attic. Not once in that notebook did she ever write down that she would have a child before she was married. Or that the man she loved still hadn't proposed after nearly four years together.
She heard footsteps and saw Will approaching her in the mirror. She turned around slowly and faced him. He walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist and placed a kiss on her shoulder that was exposed from the tanktop she wore to bed last night.
''Morning darling,'' he said in his Southern accent, the accent that always made her melt.
JJ closed her eyes and let out a breath she'd been holding in ever since Will walked into the bathroom. ''Morning.''
''Are you ok? You seem a bit off this morning,'' Will said as he pulled back a bit to look at JJ's face.
''Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Just...hangover,'' JJ lied. Well it wasn't a true lie, she did have a headache.
''Oh, well I guess you can be excused. Free drink right in front of you, no-one could resist,'' Will smiled and he gently rubbed up and down her arm.
''Yeah but I got a bit carried away. Is Henry up?''
''Not yet. I decided to let him sleep a while. He was wrecked last night.''
''He's not used to all that running around and dancing.''
''No, but I can already tell he's going to be a big hit with the ladies later on. He's a right charmer, had them all eating right out of his hand.''
''I wonder who he got that from,'' JJ mused.
''Morgan probably. He's been in awe of him.''
''Hmm not the role model I would have picked for my son.''
''There's worse.''
''Yeah...I'll go wake him up. He was asleep when I got in last night. I want to see him.''
''Ok. I'll be in the shower if you need me.''
JJ nodded and walked out of the bathroom. She found it strange that talking to him was so comfortable, so flowing. She was amazed at how easy it was to be near him, to love him. She wanted him, but not in the way he wanted her. She realised that, but sometimes she couldn't help her heart taking over and leaving her brain out in the dust. Still, a girl could dream right?
She walked over to Henry's bed where he was still sleeping soundly and sat down on the edge of the bed. She ran her hand through Henry's messy hair a few times to wake him up. After the sixth time, he moaned and opened his eyes. ''Mommy you bothering me.''
''I'm sorry buddy. I'm just here to wake you up,'' she told him.
''But I'm tired,'' he whined.
''Well then you shouldn't have stayed up all night dancing. Come on, let's go and wake up your cousin Jennifer.''
''Ooh can I wake her up?'' Henry asked.
''Henry you'll scream at her.''
''Only girls scream. I'm a boy mommy,'' he told her matter-of-factly.
''I know Henry, just don't shout ok? Now come over here.'' JJ took him into her arms and carried him over to the cot where Jennifer was sleeping in.
''She looks dead,'' Henry remarked. Jennifer was perfectly still, and looked so peaceful.
''She's not dead. I hope,'' JJ remarked. She looked closer and saw her chest gently rising and falling. Good.
''Jenfer, get up,'' Henry said. He frowned when she didn't wake up and he said it louder. ''Jenfer, get up.'' She stayed asleep and little boys didn't have much patience so he screamed it as loud as he could. ''JENFER, GET UP!''
Jennifer woke up and started crying. JJ put Henry down and he toddled over to his Action Men while JJ picked up Jennifer.
''Aww it's ok baby, I got you, it's ok,'' JJ soothed her, and Jennifer almost immediately calmed down in JJ's arms. ''That was just your cousin Henry, hey it's ok Jenny, Aunt JJ is here.''
Jennifer calmed down and started playing with JJ's unbrushed hair. ''JayJay,'' she squealed and twisted the hair around her finger.
''Yeah it's JJ. Don't worry Jen, you won't be away from Mommy for long. I promise.''
As soon as she said that there was a knock on the door. ''See? That's probably Mommy now Jenny.''
JJ answered the door and found James standing there. Jennifer's smile widened and she squealed when she saw her father. She reached out her hands towards him and said ''Daddy.''
''Hey princess, yeah it's Daddy here. Was she any trouble?'' James asked as he took Jennifer from JJ.
''No, not at all. She was a complete angel, as usual,'' JJ smiled as she played with a lock of Jennifer's rapidly growing hair.
''That's my girl. So when did you come up? When Emily and I left you were still down there talking with your boss.''
''Oh Hotch? Yeah I spent a lot of time talking to him last night. He's actually funny once you get to know him. I'm not sure, Hotch left soon after you guys because of Jack, I think I stayed for another hour after that. I'm not sure if I even slept.''
''You look like you haven't,'' James remarked.
''Hey! I don't look that bad. I'm just a little tired, nothing some coffee won't fix. How's Em?''
''Tired, very tired. She can hardly keep her eyes open.''
''You wore her out James. You know she doesn't like to dance.''
''It's our wedding day, nothing wrong with wanting to dance with my wife, is there?''
''Well there is when the wife hates dancing with a passion and is pissed because she can't drink...crap, I didn't say that.''
''Jen, it's ok. I know about the baby.''
''Oh, good. I was hoping she'd tell you. Are you excited?''
''Yeah, I am. Really excited. But you...you seem strangely placid about the whole thing.''
''No, I'm excited, don't get me wrong, it's just that...I've a headache and I'm in too much pain to get excited,'' JJ lied. She had wanted to tell James what she was feeling but she couldn't. She needed more time.
''Ha, your own fault. I better be off, Emily is probably waiting for her little girl. Are you sure you're ok?''
''Yeah I'm fine, it's just a headache. I'll take some aspirin and I'll be fine. Go on, go back to your wife,'' JJ smiled. She quickly kissed Jennifer on the cheek and James left.
Emily groaned and rolled over. She was still so tired, maybe it was a pregnancy thing. She'd had about another hour of sleep, and it hadn't helped a bit. She slowly sat up in bed and threw her legs over the side of the bed. She stood up, nearly fell, and slowly trudged to the bathroom. When she was halfway there the door opened. James put Jennifer down and she ran as fast as she could, which wasn't very fast, over to Emily. She wrapped her arms around Emily's leg, nearly knocking Emily over.
''Whoa! Hey sweetie, wow someone's excited! You nearly knocked over Mommy!'' Emily smiled. She bent down and picked up her daughter.
''Miss ooo,'' Jennifer said and she snuggled in close to Emily.
''Aww I missed you too baby. I missed you a lot. Did you have fun with your Aunty JJ?''
Jennifer nodded and buried her head in Emily's chest. ''That's good. So how about you and me go over and put on that lovely dress Aunty Garcia got you for Christmas?''
Jennifer smiled widely and pointed over to her small pink suitcase where the dress was. Morgan had bought her the suitcase for Christmas and Emily thought it was the most adorable thing in the world.
''Yeah, you like that dress don't you? And it's one of the more normal things Aunty Garcia bought you. And remember Jenny, that neon orange hat 'accidently' fell into the trash dispenser,'' Emily smiled. She walked over to the suitcase and pulled out the dress. ''Now I'm going to let you pick out your own shoes ok? Now it's either these ones, or these ones,'' Emily said. She pointed to a pair of pink ballet-looking shoes that JJ had bought way before she was even born, and a tiny white pair of Converse James saw and bought because they were so cute. Jennifer pointed to the Converse and Emily smiled. ''Good choice Jenny.''
''See? Daddy has style,'' James smirked as he walked over and joined the other two. He rest his head on Emily's shoulder and started making faces at Jennifer.
''I never said that you didn't have style. I just said that Hawaiian shirt was so hideous that it looked like someone threw up on it. Other that that, great style,'' Emily replied.
''I miss that Hawaiian shirt. I can't believe it accidently fell down the trash dispenser...I'm gonna go take a shower ok? Be back soon,'' he said as he quickly kissed Emily and made his way to the bathroom. ''Oh, can you talk to Jen later? She seems a bit off today.''
''Why can't you talk to her? She's your sister.''
''She's yours too.''
''Sister-IN-LAW. Not real sister.''
''Do you not want to talk to her or something?''
''I love her James, but I've had enough of her drama for a while now. JJ is great in small doses. I think I'll find a more normal friend for a few weeks. Like Garcia.''
''Huh, good luck with that,'' James smirked and headed into the bathroom.
''And what do you think of Aunty JJ Jenny? She's great, but annoying sometimes right? Well not sometimes, most of the time...I'm not sure how I haven't killed her yet sweetie,'' Emily said to Jennifer as she carefully removed her nightwear and started putting on the dress.
Jennifer looked at her strangely and cocked her head to the side, just like JJ did when she was confused. The similarity between the two was scary sometimes.
''Aww you don't like me bad-mouthing your aunt. Don't worry baby, if you're anything like me you'll get used to it soon. Now, don't you look beautiful? You hungry baby?''
Jennifer nodded and said ''Cookie.''
''Alright, I'll get you a cookie. But you'll have to wait a little first sweetie, but I promise when we go down to breakfast I'll get you the biggest cookie there. I saved it especially for you baby. Now come over to the bed Jenny, and I'll put your Converse on.''
A few weeks later Emily was back at the BAU. Emily, James and Jennifer had taken a vacation down to Florida as their honeymoon, and they couldn't bear being apart from Jennifer for so long so they brought her with them. Jennifer really enjoyed Disneyworld, even though she was still a little young to fully understand it. She also loved all the little lizards that ran around the place. She was fascinated by them.
But now Emily was back at work and was involved in a tense game of Noughts and Crosses with Morgan.
''Dammit! I was hoping you wouldn't pick that one!'' Morgan cursed as Emily filled an 'X' into a space, preventing him from winning.
''I saw your plan Morgan. You tried to trick me and you'd end up having two ways to win. Pull the other one Morgan, I invented that move,'' Emily laughed.
''Yeah, yeah. You just got lucky.''
''Oh just take your turn.''
''Fine, there, beat that,'' Morgan smirked as he leaned back against his chair.
''Well if you say so,'' Emily mock sighed. She filled in a box and won the game, much to Morgan's surprise.
''WHAT? I thought I had it won! I DID have it won! How did you that?'' he asked.
''Just didn't look properly Derek. And you call yourself a profiler,'' Emily smirked triumphantly.
''But...but...but...I had it won...''
''Did you know that when winning combinations are considered, there are 255,168 possible games of noughts and crosses? And assuming that X makes the first move every time 131,184 finished games are won by X, 1,440 of those after five moves, 47,952 after seven moves, and 81,792 of those after nine moves,'' Reid said spontaneously.
''You know statistics on a child's game?'' Emily asked him incredulously.
''There's more! 77,904 games are won by O, 5,328 of those are won-''
''Reid, get a girlfriend, a boyfriend, a dog anything, just don't spend all your time trying to read every article on Wikipedia,'' Morgan sighed.
''I haven't read every article. I'm not interested in every article. Anyway, I find it's more fun to read through article, find the mistakes and fix them,'' Reid said proudly.
''You write for Wikipedia?'' Emily asked.
''Yeah, it's fun. And you'd actually be surprised on how many mistakes there are. Take the String Theory for example. Before I fixed it it said the String Theory is an active research framework in qunatum physics that attempts to reconcile quantum relativity and general mechanics. It's so obviosuly an active research in particle physics that attempts to reconcile quantum mechanics and general relativity. Like duh, even a seven year old would know that,'' Reid laughed.
Morgan and Emily stared at Reid before sharing a look. ''Reid, just because you learned this when you were seven doesn't mean every seven year old should know this. I don't even know this. I'm pretty sure you're the only person in this entire building that actually understands what you just said,'' Emily explain to him.
''But it's really simple! Basically the String Theory is-''
''Reid, put a sock in it before I smack you,'' Morgan warned him and Reid could tell by his expression that he was serious. He shut up.
''So anyone else hungry? I could really eat something right now,'' Morgan remarked.
''Yeah I'm starving. I don't know why but I've been getting hungry a lot recently,'' Emily said as she stood up. She made to walk over to Morgan's desk but was suddenly stopped by JJ, who had like magic, appeared out of nowhere.
''Whoa, where did you come from?'' Emily asked as she nearly walked into JJ.
''Over there. And don't even think of going to lunch Emily, you have to tell Hotch something first,'' JJ said seriously.
''I do?'' Emily questioned, her brow furrowing as she tried to think about what it could possibly be.
''Yeah. You do. The baby,'' JJ whispered.
''What?'' Emily asked, unable to hear JJ over the noise of the bullpen.
''The baby,'' JJ whispered again, this time louder.
''JJ I have no idea what you're saying. You're going to have to speak louder.''
''The baby,'' she murmured, walking closer to Emily so she could hear her. JJ was losing her patience.
''The gravy? JJ what the hell are you talking about?''
''THE BABY! THE BABY EMILY, THE BABY!'' JJ screamed. Everyone in the bullpen turned and stared at her. ''I mean, yeah the gravy, that was it...''
Emily sighed and threw herself down in her chair. ''This was not how I wanted it to come out JJ,'' Emily said through gritted teeth as she glared at JJ.
''Sorry,'' JJ mouthed as Morgan came over to Emily.
''You're pregnant again? Em that's great!'' he exclaimed as he pulled her out of her chair and engulfed her in a hug.
''Thanks Morgan. I'm glad SOMEBODY is sensitive about the subject,'' Emily said as she glared at JJ again over Morgan's shoulder.
''I'm sorry ok!'' JJ cringed.
''You are so making it up to me,'' Emily said.
''I will, anything. I swear.''
''Um, congratulations Emily,'' Reid smiled shyly, and he gave her his little wave.
''Reid, hug me. You won't get a disease, I promise,'' Emily told him.
''Um, ok,'' he said nervously, as he awkwardly walked over to her and placed a hand on her back gently while she threw her arms around his neck. ''Now that wasn't so hard was it?''
Reid didn't know what to say, so he responded in his usual fashion. ''A hug, sometimes in association with a kiss, eye contact or other gestures, is a form of non-verbal communication. Depending on culture, context and relationship, a hug can indicate familiarity, love, affection or friendship. One person may hug another as an indication of support, comfort, and consolation. A hug can be a demonstration of affection or emotional warmth, sometime arising out of joy at meeting someone. Sometimes hugs are a romantic exchange.''
''Nice one Prentiss. You overloaded his brain,'' Morgan remarked as he shook his head at Reid. He would never get that boy.
''And did you know that hugging has been proven to have health benefits? One study has shown that hugs increase levels of oxytocin, and reduce blood pressure,'' Reid finally finished.
''Why would anyone even bother doing that study?'' JJ wondered.
''For science,'' Reid answered.
''Huh. ''For science''. Reid's answer for everything,'' Emily sighed. ''I'll go tell Hotch about the baby. Morgan, keep an eye on JJ. Make sure she doesn't tell anyone else, especially Garcia, I need to handle that car crash myself. And also make sure she doesn't go on TV and tell everyone I'm pregnant,'' Emily instructed.
''Will do princess. I won't let her out of my sight,'' Morgan said, giving her an army salute to tease her.
''Watch it, I'm pregnant and extremely hormonal. You do not want to get on the wrong side of me,'' she glared and set off for Hotch's office.
She knocked on Hotch's door and waited for his response. ''Come in,'' he said and she entered.
Hotch was sitting at his desk, buried in a file. Emily stood there for a few minutes before he looked up. ''Prentiss, what can I do for you?'' he asked.
''Nothing, I just need to tell you something,'' she answered.
''Sure, go ahead.''
''I'm pregnant Hotch, so I'll be needing some time off for appointments and maternity leave and stuff like that.''
''Of course, that isn't a problem. Congratulations by the way.''
''Thanks Hotch.''
''And good luck too, with JJ you'll need it.''
''I know. But I've warned her to keep her distance and calm down. I think she was just so crazy last time because of...everything that happened beforehand, she won't be as bad this time. I hope.''
''Don't worry. I'll keep her busy,'' Hotch half-smiled.
''You actually smiled...well thanks Hotch, I better go tell Garcia.''
''Tell Garcia what?'' someone asked. Emily spun around to see David Rossi standing at Hotch's door.
''Oh, that I'm pregnant,'' Emily told him.
''Congratulations Emily, I am sure this one will be just as beautiful as my little god daughter,'' Rossi smiled as he hugged her.
''I hope so. And I hope this pregnancy is less eventful than last time. I really better tell Garcia, she will go insane if she finds out she was the last to know.''
''Hmm good luck with that,'' Rossi said.
''I'll need it.''
Emily knocked on Garcia's door, or as Garcia called it, The Gateway To Technical Wonders Inhabited By A Sexy Tech Goddess.
''Enter ye who request the assistance of the mighty Penelope Garcia!'' Garcia answered and Emily stepped in.
''Hey Garcia, how are you?'' Emily asked as she sat down in a chair opposite Garcia.
''I am doing quite fine my fair lady, and how is your good self doing?'' Garcia asked, perky as usual.
''My good self is pregnant.''
''OMG ARE YOU SERIOUS? AH THIS IS AMAZING! No, not amazing, ! AAAAHHHH! I HAVE ANOTHER BAU BABY TO SPOIL AND BUY GIFTS FOR!''
''Ok, don't show enthusiasm or anything,'' Emily remarked sarcastically.
''The snarkiness is back! I thought I told that snarkiness to go away,'' Garcia said sternly, hands on hips.
''It came back. It missed me,'' Emily smiled.
''Hmm make sure you're not too snarky anymore. I don't want the new baby to pick it up. Or my precious JenJen either for that matter. I want them untainted.''
''Untainted? How is snarkiness tainted?''
''Well you know what they say, sarcasm is the lowest form of wit.''
''That saying in itself is sarcasm in it's purest form.''
''Yeah yeah. So how far along are you? Wait, let me guess...eight weeks?''
''I'm not sure exactly, it's still early though.''
''More time to relish it! Yay! Ooh we have to have a party!''
''Garcia no...no party.''
''Em, I'm not JJ. You can't guilt me into saying no. Remember, I can ruin your credit history and make it look as if you were never born. We are having a party.''
''Ugh. When?''
''Now!''
Garcia had actually arranged a party. She dragged Emily into the bullpen and made her sit while she whizzed around getting everything ready. In half an hour she had balloons, soda, finger food, music and even party favours arranged. She must have a closet somewhere full of party supplies hidden somewhere, ready to be used whenever she needed it.
JJ heard music and left her office and went into the bullpen. Most of the agents in the bullpen were standing and talking to each other, not working at all. In the middle of it all was Garcia dancing, it looked like an attempt of The Running Man, and Emily sitting in a chair, glaring at her.
JJ went down into the middle of the bullpen, a look of utter confusion on her face. ''Emily what the hell is going on?'' she asked.
''Garcia threw me a party,'' Emily answered wearily.
''During work hours?''
''You know Garcia.''
''Em, Hotch is going to flip when he finds out.''
''Yeah, I'm hoping he won't.''
''Yeah he's really going to miss the huge party going on in the middle of the bullpen.''
''I will tell him the truth and blame Garcia. He can't punish me.''
''Strauss can.''
''I haven't though that far.''
''Wait...I need to talk to Garcia about something,'' JJ said and she strode off towards Garcia. Emily's head snapped up. She knew what this was about. Not in the bullpen JJ...
''Penelope I need a word with you,'' JJ said angrily as she approached Garcia.
''Ah my Wonderful Blond Wonder Woman! What can the Dancing Queen do for you?'' Garcia asked with a smile.
''Emily's wedding day. Think back. That morning to be exact.''
''JJ what is this about?''
''You spiked Emily's coffee! When she was pregnant! You could have harmed the baby!''
''I didn't know she was pregnant! And I only remembered that moment now! I had no idea she was pregnant!'' Garcia protested.
''Still! Garcia the baby might have a birth defect because of you!''
''JJ I'm incredibly sorry but-''
''Don't Pen. You better hope the baby's ok.''
''Of course I will! JJ I never meant for this to happen!''
''JJ stop. She didn't know,'' Emily said, as she reached them and stood in between them.
''If that baby is anyway damaged by this...''
''The baby won't. I didn't drink that much, the baby will be fine JJ.''
''He or she better be. Because if he or she isn't, I'm holding you responsible,'' JJ said seriously as she glared at Garcia.
''JJ, quit it,'' Emily ordered her.
''Tell everyone to go back to work. Hotch will be back from his meeting soon. He won't want to see this,'' JJ said and walked off.
''Wow, she's got a stick up her ass,'' Garcia remarked.
''Hmm she's had one there for a long time. The baby will be fine Garcia, I promise,'' Emily assured her.
''I hope so, because JJ's right, it's my fault.''
''Garcia I don't blame you one bit. Don't listen to her.''
''Ok. Now JJ said to end the party, but I think we can squeeze in one more song. Come on Em, dance with me!''
JJ was walking back to her office when she bumped into someone. That person dropped their files and JJ bent down to pick them up.
''I'm so sorry...Hotch?'' JJ said as she looked up and saw Hotch kneeling down next to her.
''JJ,'' he said as she handed him the last file.
''You're back early from your meeting,'' she remarked.
''I faked a phonecall. You can only handle so much Strauss in one day.''
They looked at each other over the files before Hotch helped JJ back to her feet. ''JJ what the hell is going on here? Why isn't anybody but Reid working? Why is there music playing? And why is Garcia running on the spot?'' Hotch asked as he looked around the bullpen.
''Garcia is throwing a party to celebrate Emily's pregnancy. Emily hates the idea but you can't stop Garcia so she's hiding somewhere. Reid doesn't like parties and is probably wrapped up in some book. And Garcia's dancing Hotch,'' JJ explained.
''That's dancing?'' he asked, raising an eyebrow.
''Yeah, it's called The Running Man. Never heard of it?''
''No. That's not how we used dance back in my day.''
''You make yourself sound old.''
''I'm not that old.''
''I know you're not. I bet you were mad into the dancing Hotch. Out every night partying, drinking, I can see it,'' JJ smirked.
''Not every night, but I did have my moments. I was a pretty good dancer actually,'' he told her.
''Oh really? Well I guess you'll have to show me some of those moves sometime,'' she smiled and walked back to her office.