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Chapter 2

"Hey, I thought you were supposed to have that baby a week ago." Morgan laughed as Emily walked into the Bullpen with Rossi at her heels.

She glared at him angrily, plopping down on her chair to finish the mounds of paperwork while Dave went to work on some consults. Emily had not been happy when the doctor had said they 'miscalculated' and the baby wasn't coming anytime in the next couple of days. In fact, if the baby didn't come by tomorrow, they were just going to induce her, but the added time did not make Emily Prentiss a happy woman.

"Shut up Morgan, and it was yesterday." Emily grumbled, angrily searching her desk for a pen that worked--without much luck.

"Oh Em, be nice to my Chocolate god." Garcia chided, placing a few files on Reid's desk, "Here's all that info you requested my little junior g-man."

"Did you know that almost forty percent of women have their baby past their due date? It's really quite--"Reid began.

"I don't care how common it is, I just want to get this baby out of me." Emily grumbled cutting him off.

JJ walked slowly into the bullpen with a junior agent at her heels. Ever since she had gotten to the seven month mark, Hotch had assigned various low-level agents to carry files for her and do her bidding--in an attempt to keep her off her feet as much as possible. JJ viewed this as an opportunity to make up for the work she was going to miss being on maternity leave, and instead of resting, was now charging at double the speed.

"Hey Morgan do you have that consult done for the Detriot PD?" JJ asked, finally reaching his desk and sitting down in an empty chair while her newest "assistant" handed out a few more consultations for Reid and Morgan to work on. "The lead detective won't stop calling me, he even called me at home last night."

"He called you at home? How did he get that number?" Emily asked, finally grabbing a working pen off Reid's desk.

"He said an Agent Morrison gave it too him, so you'll notice that she is no longer working with me and her replacement--Agent Simpson--is happily handing out the next round of consults for you guys." JJ announced, pointing to the eager young agent currently waiting on her to give him something to do. "Well I should probably get back to my office, Aaron would freak if he saw me walking around--something about 'needing rest'."

"Did you know that standing is a natural way to induce labor?" Reid sputtered as he and Morgan helped JJ out of her chair. "Gravity pulls the baby's head against your cervix and frequent motion can encourage a faster labor. Since you're only at thirty-seven weeks, it's natural that both Hotch and your doctor don't want you walking around a lot." He finished.

JJ chuckled slightly, Reid was always full of useless information. "I'll see you later guys--whoa." JJ started to leave, stopping as she felt a small rush of fluid gather around her feet.

"Whoa? Whoa what--oh. Why does she get to go into labor and I don't?" Emily grumbled as Morgan called Hotch's office phone to let him know what was going on. "This is so not fair!"

"What's not fair?" Rossi asked, bursting out of his office.

"JJ's water just broke!" Emily whined as Hotch bolted from his office.

"Really?" The normally stoic Unit Chief asked as he rushed to his wife's side.

"I'm not due for another two weeks!" JJ moaned.

"Well maybe if you try for baby number four they'll get the date right on." Garcia smiled as she gathered her friend's things, only to have them snatched away by Morgan who grumbled about her lifting things. "But, for now, let's get you to a hospital before the little pumpkin decides it wants to come right now."

The team quickly followed and crowded into the elevator with excitement, easily forgetting the young junior agent who now had nothing to do.

Reaching the parking garage, it took only moments for the cars to be arranged, Garcia riding with JJ and Hotch while Morgan drove, Dave, Emily and Reid in the car behind them. Garcia was just about to climb into the passenger's seat when she too felt a wet gush followed by a puddle at her feet.

"Well okay then." Garcia muttered, she and JJ were close, but this was overkill. "Hey crime fighters, I know we're in a hurry to get to the hospital and all, but do you think one of you could call Kevin?"

"What, why baby girl?" Morgan asked as he started the SUV.

"Maybe because JJ's not the only one in labor? My water just broke."

Jumping out of the SUV, and running back to the elevator Morgan called over his shoulder "Baby Girl, get in the car with Em and Dave. REID! Drive JJ to the hospital." He commanded.

Garcia groaned as she got in the car, "Of course, he had to be right."

"What's going on?" Emily asked as Garcia strapped herself in the front seat.

"My water just broke." Garcia admitted, wincing as a contraction hit.

"You too! This is a joke!" Emily groaned as Rossi laughed.

"I'm afraid it isn't my fair profiler, so if you don't mind can we--" Garcia started, stopping as another contraction hit, "please get to the hospital?"

"Oh right, sorry Garcia." Dave apologized, following Reid out of the parking deck.

"They've been back there for over two hours, how long does it take a baby to come out?" Emily grumbled, "JJ's already had one, I thought labor and delivery was supposed to go faster the second time."

"The average labor lasts ten to twenty hours, different drugs can be administered to speed up or slow down the labor process. Did you know that some women never have their water break and their baby is born in the amniotic sac, this is called 'caul' and it's considered lucky--some saying that it means that the baby won't die from drowning." Reid grinned triumphantly.

"I. Don't. Care." Emily said grumpily as she winced slightly, "I feel like I'm carrying a bowling ball around in a sling." She moaned as she felt a twinge in her back, grimacing slightly.

"Em, honey? Are you okay?" Rossi asked his girlfriend carefully.

"I'm fine!" She spat out at him. "My back just hurts and I keep getting these sharp pains."

"How far apart?" Reid asked as Rossi began flagging down a nurse.

"Every five or ten minutes." Emily grumbled.

"Em, I think you're in labor." Morgan chuckled. He had driven a frantic Kevin to the hospital and was now waiting with the others.

"No!" Emily laughed. "My back just hurts."

"Ma'am, if you could follow me, we'll get you checked out."

Emily winced as another 'pain' hit. "Wait, these are contractions? This is what a contraction feels like?" She asked nervously as she and Dave followed the nurse out of the waiting room.

"Hey where is everyone else?" Hotch asked, finding only Morgan and Reid dozing in the waiting room.

"Em went into labor about an hour ago and Garcia is still in labor." Morgan informed, "How's JJ?"

"Really good." Hotch smiled, "She and our son are just fine. I actually came to see if you wanted to come back and meet him for a few minutes?"

"Another boy, huh?" Morgan smiled. The entire team had been teasing JJ that she would have another boy and be outnumbered by the level of testosterone in their house. JJ had smiled, saying she'd love it either way, but always teased that she wanted a girl--though in a late night plane ride confession she admitted that she desperately wanted another boy, but would be happy with a girl.

"Yeah." Hotch smiled as the small group walked into her room, "but JJ's a good mom for boys."

"I specialize." JJ smiled as the men entered her room. "Truthfully, I wouldn't know what to do with a girl, especially if she liked dresses and Barbies and stuff."

"Derek, Spencer, I would like you to meet Matthew Thomas Hotchner." JJ said as she held the small blue bundle up for the others to see.

"He's beautiful JJ." Morgan admitted softly as he and Reid took in the newest Hotchner, "Really beautiful."

"Thanks" JJ smiled, snuggling her baby closer to her again. "Where are Emily and Dave? Don't tell me she went into labor too."

"Well..."

"How long ago?" JJ questioned.

"Almost an hour since she got her own room, but by the time she told anyone what was happening she was already having contractions every 5 to 10 minutes." Morgan informed, "We haven't heard anything from Garcia's room for a while either.

Over in Emily's room, the brunette was continually pushing, but grateful for the epidural that was numbing the pain. "It looks like this little boy is just having a tough time coming out." The doctor replied as she finished pushing, "but everything is progressing normally."

"I don't want it progressing normally, I want him OUT." Emily said angrily.

"Honey, it's fine. We just want our baby healthy." Dave ventured, earning a death glare from the woman he loved.

"No. I have to beat Garcia." She said, slowly enunciating every word.

Dave chuckled, "Em, it's not a race."

"It is too a race, and I am not coming in last place!"

"Okay mom and dad are you ready to meet your daughter again now that she's all clean?" A young nurse asked as she wheeled the small bassinet back into Garcia's room. Handing the baby to her mother, the nurse calmly backed out of the room to give the new family some space.

"Hi there sweetie, I'm your daddy." Kevin whispered, running a finger over his sleeping daughter's cheek softly.

"Knock, Knock." Morgan said loudly, announcing his and Reid's presence in the brightly colored hospital room. "How are we doing in here?"

"We're pretty happy, Angelfish." Garcia smiled, glancing at Kevin next to her. "Would you like to hold her?"

"Sure." Morgan smiled, taking the small pink bundle from his best friend.

"So Garcia, will you finally tell us what her name is?" Reid asked. Garcia had refused to tell anyone the baby's intended name, but now that she was here there was no use keeping the secret any longer.

"Boys, I'd like you to meet Morgan Elizabeth Lynch." Garcia announced as she watched her daughter's namesake's eyes fill uncharacteristically with tears.

"Morgan?" He asked.

"Morgan. After a person who has been there throughout Pen's life and a person we both admire." Kevin agreed, wanting the other man to know that the name was a joint decision.

"I'm honored." Morgan whispered, smiling down at the small baby in his arms. "Hi there Morgan."

"What about her middle name?" Reid asked, cautiously letting the baby grab at his finger.

"Both our mother's were named Elizabeth, it just seemed to fit." Garcia answered. "How are JJ and Emily? I overheard one of the nurses saying that Emily went into labor?"

"JJ had a boy, Matthew Thomas. But we haven't heard anything from Emily yet." Reid answered, smiling as baby Morgan Lynch yawned at him as she wrapped her tiny hand around Derek's finger.

At that moment, Dave ran into the room. "When was she born?" He panted.

"What?" Morgan asked as they all laughed.

"Don't mess with me. I've got a girlfriend that just had a baby who doesn't want to 'lose' the race, when was she born?"

"She was born about thirty minutes ago." Garcia smirked, almost full blown laughing as she watched Dave head out the door again. "Hey Dave, how's your son?"

"He's fantastic." Dave beamed, only his head sticking inside Garcia's hospital room, "We named him Christopher David. Oh--and he was born thirty three minutes ago."

"You've got to be kidding me, Emily decided to race?" Morgan asked skeptically, he knew Emily liked to win, but he pegged JJ as the type that would induce her own labor just to have a baby before the other pregnant women.

"That's why I love her." Dave laughed, running out of the room, presumably to tell his girlfriend that their son was not the youngest child of the BAU baby boom. They were the victors.