I hope you guys like this next chapter. I'm curious to hear if you have any suggestions for scenerious you would like to see in later chapters. It doesn't mean I'll defiantly use them, I'm just open to some suggestions. Just to clear up any confusion JJ is about five months pregnant right now.
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A few weeks later JJ and Hotch sat together on the jet. Hotch had his hand subconsciously rubbing JJ's growing belly while the pair discussed baby names.
"Aw man look at that," Morgan made a face. "They are all over each other."
"I think it's sweet," Prentiss said, "They're falling in love." From across the jet JJ laughed and buried her face into Hotch's shoulder
"I think they've been in love the whole time," Reid added
"Are they still pulling the 'we're not together' card?" Rossi asked
"Yes but we're helping them move into their house tomorrow," Morgan said. "They're basically already married."
Meanwhile on the other side of the jet JJ and Hotch were enjoying the bliss of being new parents. "What about Jess?" JJ suggested
"I already know someone named Jess, and she happens to be Haley's sister," Hotch said
"Stop being so picky!" JJ exclaimed
"You're the picky one," Hotch retorted. "You've shot down almost all of the names I've picked."
"Martha Hotchner?" JJ questioned. "Face it, nothing sounds right with your last name."
Hotch gave a chuckle, "I think Martha should at least be a contender for a middle name."
JJ shifted slightly. "Actually there was something I wanted to ask you if you don't mind."
"What is it?"
"I wanted to know if you would be willing to have our daughter's middle name be my sister's name," JJ said quietly.
Hotch took JJ's hand. "What was her name?" he asked. JJ had told him about her sister's suicide after a case one time, but she had never mentioned her name.
"Her name was Rosaline," JJ answered.
"That's a beautiful name," Hotch replied. "Of course I would love for it to be our daughter's middle name."
"Thank you," JJ whispered as she leaned in closer
"Oy!" Morgan called, interrupting their moment. "What time should we be at your house tomorrow?"
Hotch sighed,"The movers will be there at noon. So I guess noon?"
Rossi and Morgan snickered at their Unit Chief's obvious annoyance. "We'll be there," Rossi said.
"Thank you a for helping us unpack our new house," Hotch said as he raised a wine glass. Everyone was currently sitting around the kitchen table in the newly decorated kitchen.
"You are very welcome," Rossi answered for the group.
"But you still have those boxes that are upstairs," Garcia reminded.
JJ shook her head, "Don't worry about that. It's mostly Hotch's suits."
Hotch gave her a playful jab when she threw him a wink. "I believe most if it is actually your clothes," he retorted.
"Clothes I can't wear because I have a human being growing inside of me," JJ replied.
"I don't think they realize we're still here," Rossi said, getting the pairs attention.
"So how are things with the baby?" Prentiss asked. "Have you decided on a name yet?"
"We're still throwing around a couple options," JJ answered.
"Can I make a suggestion?" Morgan asked.
"Can we all?" Rossi added.
JJ and Hotch shared an apprehensive look. "Sure," JJ answered.
"Isabelle!" Rossi shouted before everyone.
"That is actually a contender," Hotch nodded.
"Morgan!" Morgan added. "It's a real name," he said at the looks the rest of the team have him. "Is it at least a contender?"
"No," JJ said.
"What about Jennifer Jr.?" Garcia joked.
"That way we could still call her JJ," Reid added.
"I like the sound of Jennifer Hotchner," Hotch said only loud enough for JJ to hear.
JJ nearly spat out her iced tea. "Okay," she coughed, "No more naming."
"Aw we were just starting," Prentiss whined.
"Nope no more," JJ shook her head, causing Hotch to smirk at her reaction to his comment.
He leaned down and whispered in her ear. "Did I upset you?" he asked.
"No," JJ whispered back.
"Aw what are the love birds discussing now?" Rossi teased.
"They're probably wondering when we're gonna leave so they can chrisitin every room in this house," Morgan joined in.
JJ snorted,"no." They had already been through most of the rooms in the house before the movers had arrived that morning. She and Hotch shared a knowing smirk.
"Oh they are defiantly up to something," Prentiss commented.
"No, nothing," Hotch denied. "I just wonder how many more weekends like this we'll get to have off," he said, changing the subject.
"Isn't that up to you to decide?" Reid asked.
"I wish," Hotch replied. "But unfortunately I don't think we'll see that many of them soon."
"But what about JJ?" Garcia asked.
"What about me?" JJ asked.
"I guess she'll still have her weekends off once she can't fly," Hotch said.
"Can't fly?" JJ questioned.
"In a few weeks it won't be good for the baby to have you traveling all the time," Hotch answered.
"And you just decided this? Without asking me?" JJ asked.
"Well I think that's our cue to leave," Rossi said as he began to stand. The others, sensing the growing tension in the room, nodded and also began standing.
"No stay!" JJ insisted. "We're just having a discussion."
"There's no discussion," Hotch said. "I'm the boss and in a few weeks you're not coming in the field."
"Good luck without a liaison!" JJ snapped. "I hope the press eats you alive."
"You can help from you desk in Quantico," Hotch retorted. "It's too dangerous for you to be flying around the country, working crazy hours, and being under a lot of stress late in your pregnancy!"
"But-"
"No buts!" Hotch nearly yelled. "You can return to the field after your maternity leave."
"You always said you respected me, that you understood," JJ cried.
"Jayje I do-"
"You're an ass," JJ spat before storming out of the kitchen.
"Ah a lovers quarrel," Rossi cooed, causing the others to snicker.
"All of you get out," Hotch ordered.
"Wow I'm really feeling the love," Morgan said. "Spend all day busting our asses and this is the thanks we get."
"None of you have to come in Monday until ten," Hotch said as he nearly shoved his friends out the door. "That's my thanks."
"Aw thank you boss," Garcia said as she have him a quick hug. "It's just her hormones talking right now. She'll forgive you soon enough," she whispered into her boss's chest.
"Thank you Garcia," Hotch said.
After everyone had left Hotch found JJ lying on their bed flipping through one of the pregnancy books that they had bought. "Everyone left," Hotch said as he stood in the doorway.
"I heard," JJ said without looking up. "I hope I'm included in the group that doesn't have to be in work until ten."
"Of course you are," Hotch said as he moved to sit across from her on the bed. "But I'm not going to apologize for wanting to look out for you and our daughter."
JJ sighed, closing the book."I know it's just..."
"What's wrong?" Hotch asked.
"I don't want to be a bad mother," JJ admitted softly.
Hotch now laid beside her in the large bed, cupping her cheek with his hand. "I know you JJ. You are going to be the best mother any little girl could ask for."
JJ shook her head. "I see you with Jack and I know how amazing yore going to be. I want to be that way too. I'm just scared I'm going to mess it up."
"I'm scared too," Hotch admitted. "I'm scared I've already messed up with Jack and I'm scared I'm going to mess up with our little girl, but we're in this together."
"I'm really glad I have you in all of this," JJ said.
"I'm glad I have you too," Hotch responded. They both leaned forward until their lips met in a passionate and loving heat.
Sure they had kissed plenty of times before, but this time was different. It was gentle and lit a fire in both of them that left them wanting more. It sent shivers down their spines and each touch felt more electric than the last.
Hotch gently flipped JJ so that she was below him, and began to carefully undress her, taking care to gently kiss each new piece of skin that was now exposed. This time was different than the times where they were desperate, and a different kind of passionate, only seeking a physical comfort in each other. This was like making love.
The next morning JJ woke up tangled in Hotch's embrace and the bedsheets.
"Good morning," Hotch murmured when he felt her stir.
"Did I wake you?" JJ asked.
"No it's fine," Hotch answered as he kissed her forehead. "Last night was-"
"So much for doing it in all the closets," JJ joked about their previous plan, cutting him off. Last night was different to her, she wasn't sure if she was the only one who felt it.
"I liked last night better," Hotch said.
"It was amazing," JJ agreed.
"Besides we have all day today for closet sex," Hotch winked. "Right now I could really go for some pancakes."
"With blueberries?" JJ asked.
"Coming right up," Hotch said as he sprung from the bed. "How many do you want?"
"Surprise me," JJ responded.
"Stay here," Hotch said when he saw her move to get up. "Today you get breakfast in bed."
"Wow," JJ said before placing a soft kiss in his lips. "I could get used to this."