When nothing goes as planned
Week 9
Emily and JJ walked through the glass doors to the bullpen late, just like JJ said they would. Morgan was standing by his desk with his phone pressed to his ear. When he heard Emily's phone ringing behind him he hung up and turned around. "You two are late," he said.
"We know, but it was Emily's fault," JJ said and quickly walked off to her office.
"Thanks JJ," Emily called after her sarcastically and then she put her bag under her desk and looked through the papers in her inbox.
"Morning Emily," Reid said looking up from the book he was reading. "Why are you wearing one of JJ's blouses?" He asked with a frown.
Emily sighed. 'And JJ said no one would notice, but of course Reid would anyway'. "Because it's cute," she said and quickly turned her back to Reid hoping he would not ask any more questions, but Emily was not that lucky. Reid kept bugging her about it and after 30 seconds she had had enough. She turned back around and more or less yelled at him. "Quit it Reid! It's just a blouse for God's sake." Both men just looked at her in silence. Morgan shocked and Reid hurt. Emily pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed deeply. "I'm sorry Reid. I didn't mean to yell at you, I'm just really stressed and really tired."
"It's okay," Reid said giving her a comforting smile.
Emily nodded and patted his arm as she walked past him and up to Hotch's office. She knew Morgan and Reid were looking at her with concerned looks without her even having to look back at them. It was just who they were. They always looked out for her and made sure she was okay. Emily sighed. They had to tell them about the baby now. She did not want to keep it from them any longer and it was also not very easy anymore. She shook her head and knocked on Hotch's door. When she heard a faint 'come in' she opened the door and walked directly in and laid down on Hotch's couch without even looking at him. She groaned and threw an arm over her eyes as she popped her shoes of using only her feet.
Hotch looked at her in amazement and did not know what to say, but the he remembered that he did not even know why she was there, in his office, on his couch. He stood up and walked around his desk to the couch. He sat down on the coffee table in front of it and looked Emily over. She was wearing one of JJ's blouses from when she was pregnant. He smiled. "You are wearing JJ's blouse."
Emily groaned and mumbled something he could not hear.
"What?"
"I said: 'And JJ thought no one would notice, because it was so long ago she last wore it herself'." She sat up. "But now both you and Reid have commented on it."
"Reid noticed?"
"Yes and it made me yell at him, because he kept talking about it and I didn't want to talk about it, because then I might say something I shouldn't and…and…" Emily sighed. "We need to tell them."
Hotch nodded. He knew she was right. "We can tell them today if you want."
"I want that, but how do we tell them?"
Hotch thought for a moment. "Well after we are done going over the cases then we can tell them together. How does that sound."
"That's good. It's a good plan," Emily said nervously. "But what do we tell them?"
"The truth?" Hotch asked not knowing what else to say. "There isn't really anything else we can say. It happened the way it happened."
Emily sighed for what felt like the 100th time that morning. "I know. You're right."
Hotch gave her a small smile and then looked down at his watch. "It's almost time for the briefing," he said and she stood up and walked to the door. Just before opening it she turned back to him. "Do you think they will be happy for us?"
"I'm sure they will."
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Emily was a nervous wreck. She kept going over in her head how she should tell the team, but none of her ideas seemed any good. Maybe it was not her ideas that were bad, maybe it was just because she was so afraid of everyone's reaction, afraid of the fact that they might be angry at her for not telling them sooner. But then again, she had only known about it herself for two weeks. It was not like she had kept it from them for months. And why did she even have to tell them? This was her and Hotch's business, not theirs. Emily sighed. They needed to know, because they were her family and they were going to be almost as big a part of the baby's life as she, Hotch and Jack would. 'Okay, so I have to tell them,' Emily thought. 'Maybe I should just say it when we are done with the briefing, like Hotch had suggested. I could just say it like: 'I have a bun in the oven' or 'guess who has gotten knocked up?' Oh God, that is just terrible ideas. I can't say it like that.' Emily shook her head. 'I just have to tell them like it is. That I'm pregnant and that Hotch is the father.'
"Emily, what do you think?"
"I'm pregnant!" Emily blurted out, but slammed a hand over her mouth when she realized that what she had just said was probably not the answer to the question Dave had just asked her, and saw that six faces were now looking at her in shook. "I…umm…I…" Emily did not know what to say and wished deeply that she could take back what she had just said.
"You're pregnant?" Dave asked.
Emily nodded. "Yeah I am, but I'm only 9 weeks along and I didn't mean to tell you like that. I was just going over in my head that I was going to say and then when you asked me the question I kind of panicked."
"Are you dating someone?" Morgan asked hesitatingly.
"No I am not," Emily said shaking her head. "This was not supposed to happen. The sex wasn't even supposed to happen!" At the last part JJ was grinning at her knowingly.
Garcia smiled big. "That means that there is really a little baby Prentiss inside you?"
"Well, I guess it's more like Prentiss-Hotchner then just Prentiss," Hotch said trying not to smile. And then in a matter of two seconds everyone's attentions turned from Emily to Hotch.
"You're the father?" Garcia asked as her smile grew even bigger. "This baby is going to be so cute!"
"How did this happen?" Reid asked.
"Haven't you had the sex talk yet?" Morgan asked mockingly with a grin "or do I have to go over it with you?"
"Haha, very funny, I was thinking about the two of them," Reid said and noddedhis head towards Hotch and Emily. "How did it happen?"
Emily thought for a moment about what to say and then said. "Well it was after the case in Arizona and as you probably remember we all went out and I got pretty drunk. But it turned out I wasn't the only one. Hotch did too and after JJ left and it was just the two of us, then we kind of started kissing and when we got back to the motel-"
"On a second thought I don't want to know," Reid said feeling awkward about the subject of two of his friends having sex and decided to change it to what had come out of it, "but Emily, did you know that right now your fetus only sleeps for short periods of time and is almost constantly moving around? And that its heart beats with 140-150 beats a minute which is twice as fast as yours?"
"No I didn't know that, Reid," Emily said with a small laugh.
"Well, then did you know that its head is almost as big as the rest of its body? And it has now developed its eyelids and nose tip. It looks more and more like a real person. Even its small flippers looks like small arms with small fingers."
"Why do you know all this?" JJ asked.
"I decided to read up on it when you got pregnant and I remember everything I read so that's how I know it," Reid answered with a satisfied smile and then looked at Emily. "And I guess that you are wearing JJ's blouse from when she was pregnant, because you can't fit into your own?"
"That's why I thought I had seen it before," Garcia said with a smile.
"That would be correct, but can we please not talk about it?" Emily asked annoyed. "I know I'm getting fatter, but do you really have to point it out?"
"Sorry," both Garcia and Reid mumbled.
Hotch knew Emily did not mean to speak to them like that, that it was just her hormones, but still, he could not help but smile at the looks on Reid and Garcia's faces. They – well none of them – were used to Emily talking like that. "Now that we are done with the briefing and everything else, then let's all get some work done, alright?"
Everyone nodded and then Morgan grabbed his coffee mug and got up from his seat walking past Emily to the door. As the smell of coffee hit Emily's nostrils, her stomach started doing flip-flops and she was quickly up and around Morgan reaching the trash can just in time. Seeing that she had thrown her breakfast up earlier all the came up now was water and stomach acid. It hurt her throat terribly and she could feel her eyes fill with tears. Hotch knelt down beside her and placed his hand on her back rubbing small circles on it. "Are you okay?" he asked and handed her a paper towel.
"Yeah, it's just the smell of coffee. It upsets my stomach," Emily answered and then tried to get up, but a wave of dizziness hit her and Hotch had to catch her so she would not fall to the floor. He quickly helped her back to the table and into one of the chairs by it. She placed her head between her knees and tried to ignore the six faces looking at her. This time it was not in shock, but in concern.
"Should I call for an ambulance?" Dave asked.
"I think that would be a good idea," Hotch said, but Emily shook her head. "I'm fine, just very dehydrated from throwing up all morning." She looked up at Hotch. "When my stomach has come down I will eat and drink something. If I then throw up again I will go to the hospital, but right now it isn't necessary," Emily said sounding very weak and tired.
Hotch nodded and stroked her cheek. "But you aren't staying here. I will go grab your things and then I'm going to drive you home. Okay?"
"Okay."
