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"Derek... I love you," Spencer smiles.

"I love you too," he whispers.

"Derek?"

"Yes Pretty boy?"

"I'm so glad I'm with you," Spencer blushes.

"I'm glad too Pretty boy," Derek chuckles.

"You're the best," Spencer hugs him tight.

"Yet you beat me by far," Derek wraps his arms around Spencer's waist.

The baby bulge gets in the way making them pull apart.

"This is getting ridiculous," Spencer sighs upset.

"Pretty boy-" Derek begins.

"Stop calling me that," Spencer yells.

Derek stares into his lover's eyes noticing pain, annoyance, and anger. A mix only Spencer can muster.

"I'm the size of a baby whale and I won't stop getting bigger any time soon!" he shouts exasperated.

Derek is obviously getting irritated as well. He knows Spencer is hormonal and self-conscious. God, he hates seeing Spencer upset but all he can really do is try to calm him. He can say soothing words but it won't get him anywhere. He can give Spencer the his entire world and more but even that won't make his Pretty boy happy.

"Baby if you get like this it'll be bad for both you and the baby. Try to stay calm, please," Derek begs instead.

He looked up and saw an emotional, crying, Spencer. He decided to get on his knees and place his hand on Spencer's swollen stomach.

"You know you're giving daddy problems," Derek began softly, "He's really upset and he needs you to take it easy."

He felt a bit of movement under his palm. His eyes grew wide in amazment.

"...The baby started moving a while ago but I didn't tell you because I stormed off and work got in the way... It's only natural for you to start feeling it move now too, if even for a bit, from the outside," Spencer sighed.

"Something wrong?" Derek asks concerned edging in his voice.

"It hurts, this baby can really kick," Spencer smiled reassuringly.

"I guess we might have a little athlete." Derek gently kisses the baby bump and gets up.

"Come here," Derek pulls Spencer back into an embrace.

"Derek we have to go to the BAU," Spencer says.

"And we'll get there in all due time," Derek replies.

"F-fine," Spencer falters blushing brighter than before.


"Good morning my boy genius and my chocolate Adonis," Garcia greets bubbly as usual.

"Mornin' baby girl," Derek replies with his usual grin.

"Hi Garcia," Spencer waves with one hand the other on his belly.

"How are you and my mocha baby?" she asks.

"Umm...great?" Spencer replies.

"Hey Spence, Derek," JJ smiles.

"What's up?" Derek smiles.

"...A case apparently," Spencer spoke up.

"Yeah...sorry guys round table in five," she says walking away.

"So much for an easy week," Derek says smile faltering.

"Stop whining, you guys haven't had a case in a month and a half " Garcia poked him.

"It would be nice to just stay here calm and quiet," Derek mumbles.

"Boy I hear ya," Emily says smiling fixing her hassled hair.

"Well let's go before Hotch has a fuse," Rossi smiles from behind.

They walk ahead leaving Garcia, Derek and Spencer a bit surprised.

"I'm not exactly a profiler but are those two..." Garcia says.

"Are those two what?" Derek asked still staring at them as they leave.

"Oh god ew," Spencer finally said.

A smile tugged on Garcia's lips.

"This is soo good!" she smiled.

"Oh god no," Derek gagged.

"Oh pish you and our resident genius was not expected either," Garcia points out.

Derek and Spencer stare at each other blushing madly. They ignored her comment and fled to catch up with the rest of the team. When they entered there was one person they did not expect to see. Agent Seaver. And Strauss.