Where it all began

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"Aaron, I-I think I might be in labor. "

"But but you can't be you're only 30 weeks!"

"No shit Sherlock. I hate hospitals. And now I'm fine so it's fine let's go help Reid." She said getting up off the couch.

"Emily. I'm forcing you to at least make sure it's false labor. You are not just going to sit here and pretend everything is fine. "

"Yeah,yeah whatever, let's leave already before I fall asleep." To be completely honest I'm surprised the both of us aren't asleep all day every day. Ever since Emily got pregnant and I mean.... I've only been with her pregnant besides that one time at Rossi's and a few drunken nights I may have forgotten a lot about. As I was saying ever since Emily got pregnant we don't exactly sleep all night. I'm not complaining in any way but the energy she has amazes me. Haley was never like that. Haley wasn't like that ever... not even in high school.

By the time Spencer got to the house Emily seemed like she was back to normal.

"Thank you for this Hotch.... really."

"No problem." I replied looking around for Henry.

"You didn't forget Henry did you?" I asked hesitantly.

"No..no I didn't, he's at Rossi's. Talia has never met Henry and I don't know if this is a good place to meet your new 'brother'. " Spencer said putting air quotes around the word for absolutely no reason.

We drove to the hospital in silence with Spencer in the back seat. I was gently rubbing my hand up and down Emily's leg as I do while we drive until she looked at looked at me and said through gritted teeth, "Aaron, too close. "

I may or may not have known what I was doing. But in my defense I just wanted to see her reaction. In any other scenario she wouldn't have objected.

After the 40 minute drive Spencer got out of the cat biting his nails. I placed my arm around Em's waist and rested my hand below her stomach avoiding the bump. This time I actually didn't realize what was wrong with that until she grabbed my face.

"Aaron Thomas Hotchner, you are about to melt me into a puddle in the middle of the hospital now put your fucking hand somewhere else or we are going to make out in that storage closet like horny teenagers. " She said all of this with a dominating fire in her eyes which was very unusual for her. I moved my hand to her shoulder and she smiled at me sweetly.

It wasn't long before we arrived to where Natalia was waiting and she ran up to him with tears in her eyes.

"Daddy! They said mommy is gone." She sobbed into his shoulder. He gently stroked the child's hair soothing her and picked the girl up holding him over. The little girls long dark brown curly hair trailing down her back. After a few moments Emily had to look away obviously thinking about what would happen if she gave birth and died in the field. She leaned into my shoulder digging her fingernails into my arms. I frowned deeper then usual as I drew gentle circles on her back. This was one of the few ways I could get her to calm down. I highly disliked when she was upset. Actually... I'm allowed to have feelings.... I get very flustered and angry when she is upset.

Maybe thirty minutes later Reid stands up and motions to the sleeping child. He walks to the front desk and shows his copy of Katie's wish for Natalia to live with him, she had given a few of them to the doctors when she was admitted. It saddened me to think about how the child sat in that hallway while her mother died. Emily fell asleep in the car with a frown on her face, a trait she picked up from me. Sometimes I don't know if I'm good enough for her. Before me she used to giggle in her sleep and now she frowns. I used to giggle in my sleep. That didn't last long before my dad beat it out of me. God was I scared to have a kid. I mean I obviously have Jack but I'm never around. Like right now I'm sitting in the car with my girlfriend, a coworker and his newfound four year old while my five year old is camping with my ex-wife's sister. What do I care about Haley and her family anyway... how did she even manage to be the one to file for divorce. I wasn't the one cheating. That bitch thought  I, a profiler, was stupid. I saw her getting in random cars at the end of the street. I knew she hid her phone from me. I knew she practically acted like I was poisoned poison. And I definitely know that if I did a paternity test on Jack it wouldn't come up clean. That's why she hid the first one from me. I think back to when she told me she 'accidentally dropped it in the shredder' that's my shredder I know damn well you have to plug it in first. Why I didn't divorce her the day I met Emily is a question I will never know the answer too. The real reason I didn't want Emily working their is because I knew she threatened my self control... I knew it. And thankfully.... I held off for awhile. Until that day I went to Emily's apartment. Haley had been pestering me for days to quit and I didn't want to. And less then a year later I was dumped. Not that I cared. I according to Haley don't care about anything. I should feel bad talking about a dead person like this but I don't. Of course I cried when she died... I had loved her..... but I don't know if she ever really loved me. Or was I just her fuck buddy.