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It is our pleasure to announce the Second Annual Profiler's Choice Fanfic Awards for the Criminal Minds community!

The nomination ballot is now available, and all rules are posted on Chit Chat on Author's Corner forum! Nomination ballots must be received by October 15, 2011 and must be sent to this PM at Profiler's Choice CM Awards. Fics for consideration must have appeared on the CM section of between September 1, 2010 and August 31, 2011 (see rules for full details.)

Dude Looks Like A Lady

Pen paced the floor in frenetic steps. There was no sound coming from the room. What had happened? Was it quick? Was it painless? Or had Sammy succumbed from whatever had ravished his body?

"I shouldn't have given him the cereal. It's all my fault," she whispered thru her tears. A loud scream from the other room made her jump out of her skin. "Reid! What happened?"

"Pen, stay out there," Reid commanded in a tone she had never heard before. Another scream followed.

"What's happening? Are you hurting him?" she cried out.

"I'm not hurting him…not really."

"Please don't hurt him."

"I thought you wanted him put out of his misery?"

"I did, but I don't want you to hurt him," she argued passionately.

Dead silence followed.

"Reid?" Pen called out. "Reid, is everything alright?" More quiet was her only answer. "Talk to me!"

"Pen, do me a favour and sit down," Reid called out.

Holding her breath, she did as she was told. For a long minute, she tried not to think of the worst case scenario but what other outcome could there be?

Parting the beads covering the doorway, Reid emerged with a towel in his hands.

"I think you need to see this," he stated simply.

Pen swallowed. Had he really brought her the cat for a final viewing? "Reid…"

"Look." He placed the towel in her hands.

Pulling the corners of the towel back. Pen looked down. Then she blinked. "Is this a…a…?" she stammered. A tiny mew answered back. "How did this happen?" she breathed. She fought against touching the new born kitten.

Reid shifted uncomfortably. "Pen…I'm not sure if this is the right time to go in depth about 'the birds and the bees'."

"Oh," she breathed as she took in the tiny black kitten with wet fur. "Aren't you the most beautiful thing in the whole world?" Carefully, she touched the kitten's head. In protest, the kitten tried to raise its head as it choked out a mew.

"And here you thought the cat was dying," Reid joked.

Pen blushed hotly. "What else was I supposed to think?" She kept her eyes on the kitten. "I guess I can't call your mama 'Sammy' any longer."

"You can call her 'Samantha'," Reid stated. He held out his hand. "Come on," he insisted. "I want you to see something."

"What do you want me to see?" she asked carefully.

Reid smiled broadly. "The miracle of birth. Come on."

"Well, that was fun," Pen said to Reid a couple hours later.

"I have the box ready for them," he said and picked up the mama cat. Placing her gently in the towel lined box, he turned back to the kittens on the bed. "I can't believe she had six of them."

"At least now I know why she got so fat. And all this time I thought it might be worms."

"I'm not sure a tape worm would…" Reid began.

Pen held up her hand. "I get it, Spencer." She took three kittens in her hands. "Grab your three." Turning toward the box, she deposited the tiny kittens next to their mother. Her eye caught movement on the bed. "Reid! I thought I said to grab the other three kittens," she admonished.

"I did! You forgot one!" he shot back.

"No, I didn't; my three are in the box," she declared triumphantly. "See? One, two, three. They are all there."

"Well, I hate to break it to you," Reid replied back, "but I have three, too." He placed them in the box slowly. "One, two, three."

Stupefied, the pair looked at one another, then at the kitten on the bed.

"SEVEN?" they cried out simultaneously. "SEVEN?" They looked at Samantha who just closed her eyes and purred happily.

"Did she just have seven kittens?" Reid wondered stupidly.

"Yep!" Pen answered cheerfully. "And I know exactly what to name them!"
*****

"Aren't they adorable?" Em asked as she carefully watched the kittens nursing in the makeshift bed Reid had fashioned out of a laundry basket.

"I love the striped one," JJ remarked. "Can we touch them?" she asked.

"Sure," Reid replied.

Ever so softly, JJ's fingers touched the downy soft head of the newborn kitten. "Oh…" she breathed as tears filled her eyes.

"I still can't believe you thought the cat was dying," Morgan said with a chuckle. "Baby Girl, didn't you wonder why the cat was getting fat?"

"No!" she protested. "I thought it was because of all the food I was feeding her. How was I suppose to know that she was pregnant?"

"Did you even think to look and see if it was a boy or a girl, Kitten?" Rossi asked with a twinkle in his eye. He hunkered down to get a closer look at the kittens. His hand reached out and touched the pure white one.

"I just assumed it was a boy because he…I mean, she looked like a boy," Pen confessed.

"I can see why you're not a profiler," Morgan teased.

Pen wrinkled her nose at him. "I'm just glad Reid answered his phone instead of Agent Rossi."

"Oh," the older profiler asked, turning his head and raising his eyebrow, "and why is that?"

"Because I was going to ask you for Father Jimmy's phone number." The team turned to look at her. "I thought the cat was possessed," she admitted in a whisper. She kept her eyes on the box.

The team burst out laughing.

"Well, how many did she end up having, Penelope?" Hotch asked, shifting the conversation away from his beleaguered tech analyst. He looked at the striped kitten and thought about taking it for Jack.

"Let me say first that we named them," Pen said. "And see if you can keep up," she winked.

"Oh?" Em asked and rocked back on her heels.

Pointing carefully to each kitten, she recited a name from memory. "Hotch, Rossi, Prentiss, JJ, Morgan, Reid, and the prettiest one is Penelope," she stated smugly.

A moment of silence followed as each team member did the math.

"SEVEN?" they said together.

"Yes," Reid answered and touched the kitten that bore his name.

"Wow," JJ breathed. "I'll never complain about having one ever again." She looked with admiration at Samantha.

"Well, that's great that you named them, Mama," Morgan began, "but how are you going to find them homes?"

"Yeah, Pen, are you going to put an ad on the internet?" Em asked.

"Nope. They already have homes," Pen replied.

"Oh really?" Rossi asked. "And who are the lucky owners?"

Standing up with the kitten that bore her name in her hands, Pen smiled broadly at the team that was also her family.

"They will be ready to be taken home in six weeks."

As everyone started talking at once, Samantha laid back and closed her eyes. She had cheated death, given birth, got a new name, and found homes for her kittens all in one day.

And all of her lives were still intact.

It didn't get much better than that.

The End.