Here's the next chapter. There will be some other language here, but the translation is at the end of the chapter. Enjoy!

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Chapter 4

I am teaching Kahlan how to speak Gaelic while making the dinner that are for the team later that evening. She is sitting in her chair swinging her legs while mimicking what I say and learning what it means. Despite being so young, she already knows how to speak French and now a little Gaelic, but I intend to teach her all the languages that I know. It will be helpful later on in her life and despite hating moving around when I was young, I still am grateful for learning the languages.

Telling Kahlan to say" Tá grá agam duit" I turn the burners off and then go to the sink to strain the noodles. She has no trouble saying it, and when I tell her that it means 'I love you' she starts to giggle and say it over and over to me. It makes my heart warm knowing that I have that kind of unconditional love from her, and so I start saying back to her until we are both laughing so hard tears are leaking from our eyes. Lifting her from her chair I tell her to go wash her hands before dinner and that I will be right with her to help her get dressed in a little while.

Walking to her room to find Kahlan a dress to put on, I thought about the game plan for tonight. Kahlan is going to be in her room and play until every member of the team has arrived, and then I would tell them that I have a daughter and explain my reasons for keeping it from them before she gets to meet everyone. Hopefully they wouldn't be too mad.

"Momma, do you like it?" Kahlan is looking up at me with her big brown eyes, and she is just so adorable in her little red dress that goes all the way down to her ankles with black Mary Jane shoes and a dark green ribbon around her waist.

"I love it, my beautiful little Angel!" I give her a big smile while picking her up and looking back in the mirror. I only have on tight black pants and a wine red loose top. I kiss her on her cheek. "You're going to be a good girl for me tonight when my friends come over, right Mó Stórin?" She giggles at the term of endearment that she has just learnt and then nods. "Yes mommy"

I'm downstairs, pacing and waiting for the guests to arrive. It's only ten minutes to the time the dinner was set up to be and I'm really nervous. What if they get really mad or worse disappointed… I can't have that, so I hope that everyone will be able to understand like Hotch did. Even if I've only been a part of the BAU for seven months, we've forged a strong bond and I can't afford to lose that. It's too important to me. A knock on my door interrupts my thoughts.

'Here goes everything' I think

Wiping my clammy hands on my pants, I walk over to the door and open it. It is Morgan and Garcia. "Hey guys, so glad you could make it" I say as I give them both a little hug before ushering them inside.

"No problem sweetness! I've been dying to see your place anyway so it was a great excuse to finally be here." Garcia is direct in her thoughts as ever. I give them both a smile, telling them to get comfortable at the dinner table while I check on the food. As I was looking over everything, making sure that it was perfect, there was another knock on the door.

This time it was JJ and Reid. As I was letting them inside, I saw Hotch coming up the hallway, so I waited until he was inside before closing the door.

"OK, looks like everyone is here so let's get this show on the road! Hotch would you mind helping me get the food?"

"Sure."

When they were alone in the kitchen, Emily turned to Hotch with a panicked look on her face. She started to pace back and forth mumbling to herself before turning to him again.

"I'm not sure if I can do this, I'm not ready! I thought I was but now I'm just not sure anymore..." I kept on pacing until Hotch grabbed my hands and looked me right in the eyes telling me to calm down. "You can do this! They deserve to know about her, and I promise you that they might feel a little betrayed at first, but if you just explain to them your reasons for not telling them like you did for me then they will understand."

Nodding, I took a deep breath to calm myself before handing some of the food to Hotch, and grabbing the rest, and then I went into the dining room to face the music.

Translation:

Tá grá agam duit – It means "I love you"

Mó Stórin -It means "my little treasure," and is a term of endearment.

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