When Nothing Goes as Planned
Week 9
Emily lay deep under her covers in bed just stroking her stomach. She had done it so many times since she found out that she was pregnant that she was a bit afraid she might get a rash. That would really suck! Emily thought about getting out of bed, but she was still so tired. Throwing up three times in one day would do that to you, but getting something to eat and some sleep had helped. After Hotch had dropped her off at home, Emily had gone directly to bed, slept for two hours, ate and the gone back to sleep. It was now 3:51 pm and Emily had slept the whole day away. She knew that she was never going to be able to fall asleep tonight and that would suck, because then she would be tired all day tomorrow. Not only because the baby takes away all of her energy, but also because she would feel so tired.
Emily ran her middle finger around her bellybutton a few times. She really hoped that she would not be one of those women who got a bellybutton that popped out so people could see it through her blouse. But she did look forward to getting bigger, so she could wear long pretty dresses that showed her stomach off nicely, because she thought it looked so beautiful.
Emily pulled the duvet over her head and then moved her blouse up and laid both hands on her stomach. "Baby? Do you have ears yet? Can you hear?" Emily looked down at her stomach. There was not much light under the duvet and it was uncomfortable for her to breath. The air was thick and warm. She kicked the duvet away again and breathed deeply in through her mouth a few times. "I will have to ask Reid about the ear thing, I'm sure he knows," she said tapping her stomach. "Are you okay in there? I know you are still really small and there will be much less room for you later, but are you lying comfortable in there now? I hope you are, because you have to be in there for a long time, so if you start complaining now, then the next many months are going to be really hard for you."
Emily sat up on the bed. "Are you growing a lot right now? I'm only asking because my stomach has gotten pretty big pretty fast and I don't really know if that's normal. Maybe you are just going to be a really big baby. Oh God, I hope not! Because then how big will I get? Oh and when it's time for you to be born, then it's going to really, really hurt if you are a big baby! Please don't be a big baby. I would rather have that there are two of you in there, than that you are a big baby, do you understand that." Emily rolled her eyes at herself. "Sorry, I know that you can't just turn into two babies if you are only one and I know that it isn't your fault if you are big," Emily said running her hand over her stomach and then her phone started ringing. Emily jumped out of bed and fished her it out of her bag. "Prentiss," she answered slightly out of breath.
"Are you okay?"
"Hotch?"
"Yes it's me. Are you okay? You sound out of breath. Have you been throwing up?"
Emily sighed. "I'm fine; I just had to run to get to my phone in time. And no, I haven't been throwing up. Everything I have eating has stayed down."
"That's good. And you are sure you are feeling okay?"
"I'm just fine," Emily said with a smile. She liked that he cared so much, but then again, she was carrying his child.
"Is there anything I can do for you?"
Emily thought for a moment and then said, "Could you ask Reid when the baby would be able to hear?"
"Sure, why?"
"So I know when to start singing to the baby. I want it to know my voice when it's born. Yours too."
"So you want me to sing to your stomach?"
"Sing or talk, it's your choice, but could you please go ask Reid now?"
"Sure I'll be right back."
Emily heard Hotch lay the phone down on his desk and then the sound of his office door being opened. A few moments later he was back."
"20 weeks."
"What?"
"When you are 20 weeks a long, then the baby should be able to hear you – hear us. And then around week 22 it should be able to recognize your voices."
"So I still have many weeks to learn some nursery songs. That's good," Emily said with a smile. She was just about to say something more when there was a knock on her front door. "That's weird; someone is knocking on my front door."
"Why is that weird?"
"I have a doorbell, why not use it?" Emily said as she walked to the door and looked through the spy hole. "What are JJ and Garcia doing here?"
"Oh yeah, they asked me if they could have the afternoon of so they could take you shopping now that you can't fit into any of clothes, because I knocked you up."
"What?"
"Garcia's words, not mine."
There was another knock on the door. "I have to go now. See you tomorrow," she said hanging up and then opened the door.
"Do you always answer the door dressed like that?" JJ asked as she and Garcia stepped into the apartment. Emily looked down at herself and saw that she had forgotten to put on pants, so she was only wearing a tank top and small hot pants.
"Oh well, I looked through the spy hole before answering, so if it had been anyone else but you guys, then maybe I would have remembered to put on pants," Emily said and turned around to go back to her bedroom to put on her clothes from earlier, but Garcia grabbed her wrist and pulled her back. "You are not going anywhere till I have gotten a good look at that baby bump of yours." She laid her hands on Emily's stomach and smiled.
JJ giggled and Emily just sighed and shook her head. "Can I please go put on some clothes now?" Emily asked. Garcia nodded and removed her hands, so Emily could go get dressed. She left the room and came back 10 minutes later redressed and hair done. "Are you ready to go?" Garcia and JJ looked confused at her. "We are going shopping, aren't we?"
"But how did you know that?" JJ asked and got up from the coach and walked with the others to the front door. Emily opened it and said, "Hotch called me to ask if I was feeling better and to tell me that you two were coming by." She locked the door after them. "And Garcia, Hotch didn't knock me up," Emily said as they walked to the elevator.
"Well he got you pregnant didn't he?" Emily nodded. "Then he did knock you up."
Both Emily and JJ sighed. "But it just sounds so wrong when you say it like that."
"Sweetie, you had a drunken one-night stand with your boss and you're now pregnant with his child, it will sound wrong no matter how you say it."
Emily did not say anything to that, because she knew Garcia was right. What she and Hotch had done was wrong, but she could not turn back time and even if she could, she was not really sure that she would do it, because she was going to be a mother and with a father like Hotch, then it would be impossible for the baby not to be amazingly cute and smart.
