Sorry this update took so long and is more of a filler one. I wanted to tide you over until I could write a better one. Well the good news is that my finals all went well and so did my surgery :) You should start expecting the updates at their usual pace. I hope you enjoy this chapter and comments!

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Hotch stared intently at the portable whiteboard sitting between him and Rossi.

"I think this might work." Rossi suggested sketching out a design.

Hotch looked it over and quickly shook his head. "The formation is all wrong." He erased the board with an eraser, "We need it more even in the front." Hotch scrawled X's across the board.

Garcia sat in wonder watching the two men debate over the serious issue.

"Well," Reid cut in, "Statistically if you put three up front and four in the middle and then a diamond in the back it will work much more smoothly."

"The kid has a point." Rossi nodded.

"But," Hotch interrupted, "we can only have ten."

"Okay guys," Garcia stopped the men in the middle of their debate, "This is just the lineup for an elementary school aged soccer game!"

"Just the lineup? This is the most important part if we want to win the game!" Rossi exclaimed.

"They play the whole game in one big clump. They need to spread out." Hotch added.

"During the next practice we need to focus on them actually playing their position." Rossi agreed.

Garcia sighed and threw her hands in the air. There was no hope with these guys. She looked over to JJ who was sitting alone across the plane from them. She was staring out the window. Garcia got up from her seat with the guys and walked over to her.

"Hey JJ! Why so glum?"

"I'm not Garcia; it's just been a long trip." JJ sighed.

"Tell me about it." Garcia agreed.

Suddenly a commotion on the other side of the plane interrupted their conversation. They both looked over and saw Emily dart into the bathroom. JJ instinctively leapt up. She was about to go over, but stopped. Morgan was standing by Emily; his hand was on her arm. He was with her right now, and her going over there would probably just be a hassle. They probably didn't want her to go over there. JJ slowly sat down again, but was on the edge of her seat. She looked around the plane and saw the rest of the team had been alarmed.

Emily stepped out of the bathroom a few moments later; it was obvious she had been sick. Morning sickness, the idea popped into JJ's head. That's what was going on.

"Emily are you okay?" Hotch asked from where he was sitting.

"Yeah I'm fine." She assured everyone, "Just a little motion sickness." She lied taking an unsteady step back to her seat and Morgan followed.

"That's weird;" Reid scrunched his eyebrows together, "Emily has never had motion sickness before. Usually this is a reoccurring illness. You wouldn't suddenly start getting it if you have been unsystematic for all these years."

"It's probably just the pain medication that she is on." Rossi pointed out.

Reid thought about this, but he wasn't convinced.

Eventually the men returned to their discussion about the plan for Jack's next soccer practice, planning out drills, and finishing the line up for their possible scrimmage.

JJ returned her gaze to outside the window. Garcia took the hint and returned back over to the men, and refereed their further discussions.

Emily sat down uneasily on the airplane seat. Her stomach was still shaky, but she felt it was safe.

"You doing okay Princess?" Morgan asked sitting across from her.

"I think so." She slowly nodded her head.

"How are you doing with everything else?" Morgan gestured to her stomach. He was talking about the baby. The baby she wanted to forget about. The baby she couldn't even call hers.

Emily replied with a shrug, not sure of any way to explain how she felt.

"You know I'm here for you always, don't you?"

Emily smiled at him, nodding.

"There's also JJ, and Garcia, and the rest of the team. We all care about you and are ready to help you with anything." Morgan told her.

"I know." Emily said, "I think I'm just going to try to catch a nap before the plane lands, I didn't get much sleep last night."

Morgan nodded and got up from his chair. He looked around the plane and saw JJ in the corner by herself. He walked over to her and sat down. He did not speak, and neither did she. A comfortable, peaceful, silence surrounded them that they both appreciated. The silence said so much neither of them wanted to. It said the questions that filled their minds with worry. What next? How can we help her?

I hope you liked it, and like I said earlier you should expect a better one pretty soon. Please comment thought! I enjoy reading all of them, and using your advice!