When Nothing Goes as Planned


A/N - I have found the greatest webside to help me write this story. It's called "Twin pregnancy and beyond" and it has almost all the information I need to make the story seem as realistic as possible now that I have never been pregnant myself.


Week 18

It was the smell Emily first noticed. The pillow did not smell like her own, but the scent still seemed so familiar to her. She pressed her head deeper into the pillow and suddenly a memory of soft lips against her own ran through her head. Emily opened her eye and looked around the half darkened room. She could not see much from her lying position on the bed, but she knew she was in Hotch's bedroom, lying in his bed, under his covers. Emily looked to her left and half expected to see him lying in the bed next to her, like he had the last time she had slept in a bed that belonged to him.

Emily pushed the cover to the side and crawled out of the bed. Her jeans were sticking to her legs and the front fabric of them had crawled down from her stomach and was now sitting as an uncomfortable belt around her waist. Emily fixed her clothes and ran her fingers through her hair, before walking out of the bedroom. As she came closer to the living room Emily could hear voices coming from the TV and laughter that she knew belonged to Jack. The little boy was sitting on the floor in front of the TV watching Phineas and Ferb. His head was tilted slightly backwards and there was a big smile on his face.

"You're up."

Emily turned around and saw Hotch standing by the stove making pancakes. She walked over to him smiling. "You are making pancakes."

"I'm making pancakes," Hotch said and flipped the butter over. He had not yet dressed in his usually suit and was just wearing sweat pants and a short sleeved T-shirt. Without counting their day at the beach then Emily could not remember seeing Hotch in anything other than a suit. Well expect for the time she saw him naked. "You're blushing."

"Am not," Emily mumbled and looked away from him.

"If you say so," Hotch said with a smile and moved the pancake from the pan to the plate next to him and then he poured new butter onto the pan.

When Emily felt her cheeks starting to cool down she look back up at Hotch and asked, "So what kind of food can you make?"

"Well I can make more or less anything I think. I'm not very good at making lasagne, but in return I make the best pancakes!" Hotch said lifting the pan of the stove flipping the pancake in the air. Emily clapped and laughed as Hotch placed the pan back on the stove. "I learned to do that when I was a kid. My mother showed me and Jack loves when I do it – my pancakes too. And because of the hours we work, then I'm not home to make dinner, so Haley and I... uhm... we decided that the days I was home I would make breakfast for us."

"If they are as good as you say they are then I can't wait to taste them," Emily said with a small smile. "And remember to make a lot of them, because I'm eating for three if you should have forgotten that."

"How could I forget with that big stomach you are working around with."

Emily tilted her head to the side. "Are you calling me fat?"

"What? Of course not!"

Something between confuseness and fear was shown on Hotch's face and Emily could not help but laugh. "I'm just kidding. Of course I know you're not calling me fat, well at least that wasn't what you meant to."

Now it was Hotch's time to blush. "So what time is the appointment today?"

"What appointment?" Emily asked and broke a piece of the top pancake in the pile.

Hotch let go of the pan and placed both his hands on the counter. "Your doctors appointment, Emily?"

"Oh God! I totally forgot about that! But now I have work. How will I get off work?" Emily asked frustrated and with panic in her eyes. "I can't miss the appointment! We might get to know the sex of the babies!"

"I'm your boss, Emily, I can give you the time off, which I have already done," Hotch said and flipped the pancake when the smell of something burning reached his nose.

Emily sighed and smiled. "What would I do without you?"

Hotch did not answer her he just shook his head and asked, "Do you mind sitting at the table?"

"Of course not," Emily said walking around the kitchen counter. She remembered more or less where everything was. She gathered plates, cutlery and cups and placed it on the table along with a carton of juice and a jug of water. Hotch carried the plate with pancakes to the table and placed the bottle of syrup next to it. "Jack, breakfast is ready," Hotch called out as he sat down by the table oppose Emily.

"Morning Emily! Morning, morning, morning!" Jack sang crawling on to the chair next to Emily. "And good morning peanut one and good morning peanut two." Jack said kissing each sides of Emily's stomach.

"Jack, you have to ask before kissing Emily's stomach," Hotch said.

"Oh." Jack looked confused from his father to Emily. "Sorry."

Emily smiled and stroke Jack's cheek. "You can kiss and touch my stomach all the time, if you want."

"I can?" Emily nodded and Jack smiled. "Daddy says the peanuts doesn't look like peanuts anymore. Is that true?"

"Yeah I think he might be."

"But you know what, buddy? Emily and I are going to the see the doctor today and we will get a new picture of the babies," Hotch said.

"Really? Can I have one too?" Jack asked excited and looked from Emily to his father who both nodded. Jack smiled. "Can I come with you to the doctor, so I can see the peanuts on the screen?"

Emily wanted to say yes, but the doctors appointment was more than just a ultrasound. She was also going to have a pelvic exam done and there was no way she was having that done with a four year old in the room. "I don't think what would be a good idea," she said.

"Why not?" Jack asked sadly.

"Because... because..." Emily did not know how to explain and luckily Hotch took over for her. "Because this appointment is only for grown ups. And I thought you and Abby were going to have a movie night, well movie day today with popcorn and candy? Do you want to miss that?"

"I forgot," Jack said and then thought for a moment. "No, I can't miss it. It will make Abby sad if I miss it."

"Yes it would and if you're finish eating then go put on the clothes I laid out for you on your bed. Abby is going to be here any minute," Hotch said and Jack walked over to the kitchen counter with his plate. He laid it there and then ran to his room. Hotch and Emily did the same and when Hotch was about to start doing the dishes Emily took the dish washing brush from his hand and said, "You should go get dressed and then I will do the dishes."

Hotch shook his head. "No you don't have to I can do it it."

"You said it yourself Aaron. Abby will be here soon and if I don't remember wrongly then we have to be at the doctor's office at 9:30 and it is 8:20 now, but we need to go by my place so I can change before we head to the doctor's so we don't have that much time," Emily said with a smile as she turned on the water and started washing of the first plate so it was ready to go into the dishwasher. Hotch nodded and gave her shoulder a quickly squeeze before walking down the hall and into his bedroom. Emily watched him as he walked away and it was not till she heard the door close that she turned back to the sink.

15 minutes later the doorbell rang. Emily placed the last plate in the dishwasher, dried her hands of in the towel and then went to open the door. "Abigail."

"Miss Prentiss."

"Call me Emily."

"Emily then. And please call me Abby. Only my grandparents and teachers call me Abigail."

"Abby it is," Emily said with a smile and let the girl walk inside.

"I can see you are here again," Abby said as Emily closed the front door. "I guess you never left."

"What gave me away? The fact that I'm here this early or that I'm wearing the same clothes as yesterday," Emily laughed. "Jack and I fell asleep on the floor last night and I guess Aaron wasn't able to wake me up, because I woke up in his bed this morning. Alone." Emily felt she needed to clarify to the girl that she and Hotch were not sleeping together. Abby just nodded and went to find Jack.

"Is Abby here yet?" Hotch asked. Now he was wearing a dark gray suit with a white shirt and dark blue tie – looking good as always.

"Yes, she is in Jacks room."

"Great. Let's go say goodbye and head out."

"Sounds good to me."

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Emily laid on the uncomfortable exam table in a hospital gown with her legs spread wide open and felt more humiliated then she ever thought was possible. Hotch was standing next to her, so it was not like he was able to see anything, but they had not at all reached the point in their almost none existing relationship where she felt comfortable have him with her while she had a pelvic exam done. But the fact that Hotch looked as uncomfortable as her made her feel better.

"I'm all done now," Dr. Williams said and rolled out on her little chair from her place between Emily's legs. "You can go get dressed now and then we will do the ultrasound."

Emily crawled down from the exam table and reached her hands behind her back pulling the sides of the gown together so they covered her backside completely. "No looking at my butt and if you do, then I will make sure these babies are the last ones you will ever have!" Emily warned Hotch as she duck behind the curtain to change back into her own clothes and as she pulled of the gown she could hear Hotch laughing at the other side of the curtain. Emily smiled. It made her feel better to hear him laugh and much less uncomfortable. She quickly put on her clothes and hurried back to Hotch who helped her crawl back on to the exam table.

Emily pulled up her shirt even before Dr. Williams had a chance to tell her to do it. Emily was just excited, she was going to see her babies. Dr. Williams squirted the sonogram gel onto Emily's stomach and this time it did not make her jump. She remembered from the last time how cold it was and had been preparing herself. Slowly Dr. Williams rubbed the wand over Emily's stomach a few times till she found just the right place. "Here they are," she said and turned the ultrasound screen around so Hotch and Emily could see it.

Emily felt Hotch's hand grip hers and she looked away from the screen and to his face. The smile on his lips were as big as she figured her own was. "That are our babies," Emily whispered and felt tears filling up in her eyes.

"I'm happy to tell you that both babies' heartbeats are strong and their size is what to expect of twins that are 18 weeks old." She looked at the happy parents and smiled. "Would you like to know the sex of the babies? Because from this angle I would actually be able to tell what both babies are."

Hotch and Emily looked at each other. "I want to know, but I know that you don't really wanna know, because you knew with Jack and I want to be surprised this time and-" Emily did not get to say anymore, because Hotch hand moved his hand to cover her mouth.

"If I move my hand away will you then stop rambling," he asked and when Emily nodded he moved his hand back. "I want to know."

"So you both want to know?" Dr. Williams asked.

"Yes," Hotch said while Emily just smiled.

"Good, then I would like to tell you that what you are looking at are your identical twin girls," said with a smile. "I can't be a 100 % sure that they are identical till they are born and have had DNA testing done, but from what I can see there is a pretty good chance they are identical."

Where Emily's face was shining with happiness, Hotch's was like stone. How was he going to handle two girls? To be honest he was hoping for two boys or a boy and a girl. Not that he had anything against girls, it was just that with two girls he would have double the amount of worry as if there had only been one girl. He worried about Jack all the time, but he knew that if he had been a girl then he would worry even more about him. Hotch knew it was unfair to think like that and that it did not make any sense, but these two babies were his daughters, his little girls and he would never let anything bad happen to them.

"You don't seem happy," Emily said anxious.

Hotch sent her a little smile. "I'm just preparing for all the worries that our two little girls are going to cost me."