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Unexpectedly Expecting	By : hatochiisai Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 8336 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Unexpectedly Expecting
Ahmose Inarus
Disclaimer: No own. Piss off.
SLASH WARNING (what else?)

This fic, like the X-Files, is an AU of an AU. The main Hotch/Reid series has led up to it, and is considered its background, but this fic is not ACTUALLY in the continuing story line. Successive fics will NOT acknowledge this story as having happened.

Chapter 1

A man sat in a car, watching a building across the street. Something had happened. He knew it. And he wanted to know what. A car parked outside of the building, and a familiar blonde woman got out and headed into the building. The man smirked. Now THIS was interesting…

Hotch stood there in the doorway of his home, looking at the person on his doorstep and thinking 'oh lord… not now.' This was NOT what he needed.
"… Haley." He said, surprised.
"… You don't look happy to see me." She said, frowning slightly.
"I… I wasn't expecting you…"
"I tried to call." She said, stepping inside and glancing at his answering machine. The number three blinked on the little screen. "I see you ignored them."
"… I've been out." Hotch said, frowning slightly.
"… With him?" She asked, her tone dark. Hotch sighed. A few months ago, Haley had found out about his relationship with Spencer. It didn't seem to matter to her that they had been divorced for years… she treated him like an adulterer, and even threatened to prevent him from seeing Jack. They were empty threats and he knew it, but it still hurt to hear them. And Haley had made it clear that she did not EVER want Jack to know that his father was sleeping with another man.
"Haley… not now. Please." Hotch groaned, rubbing his forehead. Her frown deepened. "Whatever you're here for, we can talk about it later. I'm busy."
"… He's here, isn't he?" She asked, suddenly. Hotch turned to look at her. She was staring at the familiar brown messenger bag sitting on the sofa. He sighed.
"Yes. He is." He admitted. "Please, Haley… Now isn't a good time." She glared.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt your… your…" Hotch turned and looked at her furious face.
"Haley… we weren't doing that." Hotch said, wearily. She blinked and eyed him, then frowned. He looked tired and worn…
"… Is… something wrong?" She asked, her voice soft this time.
"Yes." Hotch said, then winced and shook his head. "No. I mean… not really, but…"
"What is it?" Haley asked, walking over to him.
"It's nothing."
"You don't get upset like this over nothing, Aaron." She said, gently.
"Spencer went to the doctor today." Hotch sighed.
"… Is something wrong?" Haley asked. Now she was looking worried. She may hate the fact that her ex-husband was sleeping with the FBI Genius, and had a steady relationship that was WORKING, but she loved Aaron, and had always been fond of Reid.
"It… It's complicated." Hotch sighed.
"What's wrong?" She asked. Hotch blinked and looked at her, then let out an incredulous laugh.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." The man said.
"… Try me." Haley challenged. Hotch paced back and forth a few times. Haley watched him… whatever was going on, was big. Finally Hotch turned and looked at her with an odd look on his face… it looked like he was on the verge of hysterical laughter and shocked tears all at once.
"… He's pregnant."
"… What?"
"Spencer is pregnant." Hotch blurted, that hysterical laughter edging his voice. He ran a hand through his hair and stared around. The man was VERY stressed out. "He'd been feeling… off. He was tired all the time… for several weeks... MONTHS really, was constantly sick to his stomach. And just…" He sighed and slowly sat down on the sofa. "He went to the doctor… They ran some blood work and a urinalysis… and the results that came back were… well… They called for some other tests… and then an abdominal ultrasound. And that's when they found it…"
"You're serious." Haley gasped. Hotch snorted and reached into Reid's messenger bag. He pulled out some small squares of paper and set them down on the coffee table. Slowly, Haley sat down and stared at the ultrasound images.
"… He's six months along." Hotch breathed.
"How is it possible?" Haley gasped, staring at the images that were so familiar… reminiscent of the ones taken from her own body when she was pregnant with Jack.
"Reid explained it all to me… in detail." Hotch said.
"And?"
Hotch paused, then chuckled. "And I couldn't understand a damn word of it." He admitted, shaking his head. "But if you want it simplified in the roughest terms… apparently he's a rare form of hermaphrodite." Haley stared.
"… How is he taking it?" She asked, softly. Hotch slowly looked up at her. He looked exhausted.
"… He's scared." Hotch gasped. "He's completely terrified. He's not ready to be a parent… he never WANTED to be a parent… and he never knew that he was… well… how could he ever think that he could get… pregnant? I mean… apparently people like him don't ever know what they really are. Often times, no one does unless they find out by chance due to an unrelated problem… most are discovered on autopsy tables… But… apparently, he's the first known to… to… conceive." The man sighed and let his head droop. "He thinks that he's a freak… and he's just so… scared." Haley reached out and laid a hand on Hotch's knee. He looked at her. "And I don't know what to do. What do I tell him?" Haley stared at her ex-husband. And she realized that Reid wasn't the only one who was terrified. She smiled at him.
"Let me talk to him." She said softly. Hotch stared at her for a few moments, then slowly nodded. She stood and turned, walking down the hall to the closed bedroom door. When she got there, she took a deep breath and knocked softly, then pushed the door open.
The room was dark. The light from the open door fell across the bed. She stared at Spencer Reid, lying on the bed curled up tightly. Slowly, she walked over to the bed and sat down on the edge.
"… Spencer?" She called. Reid jerked and his eyes snapped open. He stared at her and her heart clenched. Hotch was right… the boy was completely terrified. He looked at her, alarmed. He knew perfectly well that she hated him for being in a relationship with her ex-husband. But she looked into his eyes and her maternal instincts awoke. He looked so young… lost and confused and scared…
"… Is it true?" She asked. Reid stared at her and swallowed. "Are you…?" She watched as his arms, which were wrapped around his middle, tighten. She sighed and scooted closer, reaching out and laying her hand on his shoulder.
"I know it's frightening." She said, rubbing her hand up and down his arm. "I can't imagine what it's like for you, but… I can understand some of what you're feeling." Reid stared at her, confused at the smile he was giving him. "… Do you know what it is?" Reid blinked and frowned slightly. "Do you know if it's a boy or girl?" She clarified. Reid swallowed and looked away, shaking his head. "I guess Jack will have a little brother or sister." She pointed out. Reid's wide eyes snapped back to her. She had an odd look on her face. She looked back at him. "What's wrong?" His eyes darted around nervously, and he ran his tongue over his dry lips.
"… I never wanted this…" Reid whispered, his voice thin and shaking. She stared at him, then smiled and nodded.
"I know." She told him. "But it's going to be okay." He didn't answer. He just stared at her. Neither noticed Hotch standing in the doorway. "It's not the end of the world. Don't be so scared. Did the doctors say anything about complications?"
"… Yeah." Reid whispered. "… Apparently I'm high risk. Carrying to full term will be… difficult and dangerous. They say I'm lucky I haven't had any complications yet. But these last months will be the worst for me."
"What about when it's time?" Haley asked.
"… Immediate Cesarean Section." Reid answered. "The moment I go into labor." He winced at those words. "If it's not done right away, there will be significant internal damage that in all likelihood would be fatal. For me and for…"
"For the baby." Haley finished. Reid nodded.
"The plan is to do the procedure before I'm due." Reid mumbled.
"It'll be okay." Haley said, rubbing his upper arm again. "Your doctors will take good care of you. So will Aaron. And… if you ever need to talk… I'm here." Reid slowly turned and looked at her. She smiled at him.
"… Why?" He breathed.
"Because that's what you need." She said. Reid stared at her, then looked away. A moment later he huffed slightly, a look of amused annoyance crossing his face.
"I just thought that maybe I was finally putting on some healthy weight since I wasn't feeling sick as much any longer... apparently morning sickness starts to fade in the second trimester..." He snorted, and ran a hand over his stomach which was only slightly rounded; if Haley didn't know the truth, she would have just thought he was putting on some healthy weight too… "But the doctor's say I'm way too thin now… They want to see me put on a pretty good amount of weight. But… I don't want to eat."
"You need to." Haley said. "… So… you're six months along?"
"Five to six." Reid mumbled. "Anywhere from twenty to twenty six weeks. They say… they say that this… isn't my first."
"What?" Hotch blurted. Reid and Haley jumped, startled. Hotch walked into the room, looking shocked. Slowly, Reid sat up and slid up to lean against the headboard, arms wrapped around his middle and drawing his knees up to his chest. Hotch sat down on the opposite side of the bed from Haley, and as one, the formerly married couple reached out, laying their hands on his bare ankles. Reid took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
"The doctors believe that this is not my first… p-pregnancy." The last word was barely audible. "I just… miscarried."
"How?" Hotch breathed. "When?" Reid gave him a bitter smile.
"When I was sick on a case… about a year ago." Reid said. "Remember? I stayed in the hotel for two days…"
"… With stomach cramps." Hotch exclaimed, eyes wide.
"Yeah. There was… blood." Reid mumbled. "But it stopped and I got better, so…"
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"We were on a case… and I got better in a day or so… so I didn't want to… worry you."
"Spencer!" Hotch cried in dismay.
"What are the odds for you?" Haley asked. "This time, I mean…" Reid looked at her, and sighed.
"Well… apparently it… it seems healthy so far… The doctors say that as long as I'm okay, it should be too. I'll develop complications before the baby does. It will be my complications that will put the baby at risk at this point. It's made it through the toughest part. Now I have to make it through…"
"Are you going to keep working?" Haley asked.
"No." Hotch said in unison with Reid's insistent "Yes." The pair blinked, then glared at each other.
"Reid! You're pregnant!"
"JJ worked!"
"The doctors weren't worried about complications for JJ." Hotch pointed out.
"I'll go crazy if I can't work!" Reid whined. Haley raised her eyebrows. The pair didn't even notice her any longer. "And how are we going to explain to the Strauss why I have to take a several month long leave?"
"We have to tell her the truth." Hotch sighed.
"… The whole truth?" Reid asked.
"What do you mean?"
"… Are you going to tell her that I'm pregnant with YOUR child?" Hotch went silent at that. "… I want to keep working. At least until the doctors tell me to stop." Reid said. "… Please?" Haley's eyes widened when Reid fixed the largest, most pathetic puppy eyes she had EVER seen on her ex-husband. He made a double take at those pleading eyes, then winced and turned away.
"… Alright." He sighed in a defeated tone. Reid's eyes lit up at his victory and he rested his chin on his knees, a tiny smile on his lips. Hotch looked back at him.
"But… I think we will have to tell Strauss that you're pregnant. As to whether or not we tell her who by… I'll leave that up to you. It's your choice." Hotch said, gripping Reid's shoulder. "You have the right to privacy." Reid nodded his thanks.
"Spencer?" Haley asked. "Have you eaten?"
"… Yes."
"No you haven't." Hotch snorted. "Don't lie."
"Come on." Haley said with a smile, taking Reid's hands and tugging him up to stand. "Let's go out. You can't hide here in the dark. It's not good for you." Reid's eyes widened and he fixed a horrified look on Hotch. The man just smiled and shrugged.
"I'll get your shoes." He said, and went to the closet, returning a moment later with the boy's converse. He handed them to Reid, who gave him a pathetic look, then drooped and mumbled something about going to the bathroom. Once Reid had closed the door, Hotch and Haley went out to the living room.
"Haley." Hotch said, and she turned. "I… Thank you." And he smiled at her. "I really appreciate what you did for him in there."
"He's so scared…"
"… He is. I'm worried about him."
"He's going to go crazy if they put him on bed rest." Haley pointed out. Hotch blinked, then chuckled.
"YOU did, that's for sure." He said, and she grinned.
"It was worth it." She said.
"… Yes it was." Hotch said, turning and glancing at a photo of Jack on the side table, smiling. "He's with your sister?"
"My parents for the weekend." She corrected. He nodded. "Do you know if it's a boy or girl?"
"… Reid didn't want to know." Hotch said. "I think he's afraid to know. If he knows, it makes it more real."
"… Do you know?"
"… No." Hotch sighed. "At the time, I was trying to calm Reid down. He had a panic attack. They almost had to give him something."
"No wonder he looks so tired."
"… He was trembling the whole way home." Hotch groaned, rubbing a hand over his face. They both turned at a soft clearing of the throat. Reid stood there, shuffling awkwardly. His arms were still wrapped around his stomach in a defensive posture.
"Okay." Haley said with a smile. "Let's go."

Across the street, the man watched the trio climb into a car and drive away. Whatever was going on, considering how the formerly married couple were focused on the boy, whatever had happened focused around him…

The team looked up when Hotch and Reid walked into the office. Both were looking… grim. Reid looked shaken… he was pale and tired looking. Hotch looked weary. The pair headed straight to the Section Chief's office. Hotch knocked, and both stepped in.
"Agent Hotchner." Strauss greeted. "Agent Reid. Please sit. What can I do for the two of you?" Reid sat down in one of the chairs before her desk and stared down at his lap, wrapping his arms around his own middle. Hotch sat as well and sighed, glancing at Reid.
"… Agent Reid went to the doctor yesterday." Hotch said. "And… I think that we should make you aware of their diagnosis. It was… completely unexpected."
"Will it affect Agent Reid's work?"
"… Yes." Hotch said. He sighed and laid papers down before her. She picked it up and stared.
"… Pregnant…? Is this a joke?" She demanded, fixing a glare on the two men before her.
"… No." Hotch said, firmly. "The Sonogram images from his ultrasound are right there." She frowned and flipped through the pages, staring at the sonograms.
"… My God…" She looked up again and stared at Reid. The young man was hunched over, trembling. She didn't need to be a profiler to see that the agent was scared to death. She looked back down at Agent Reid's medical report. It was true… right in front of her in black and white. "How is this possible…?" Hotch sighed.
"… Maybe the doctor should explain it. I really don't know how to, and you wouldn't understand Reid's explanation any more than I did." Hotch said, and she nodded with a wry smile, understanding what the Unit Chief meant.
"Shall I assume that there is a father?" She asked. Hotch looked at Reid, and the boy gave a short nod. "I see. So you are involved in a sexual relationship with another man… may I inquire as to his identity?" She asked. Hotch held his breath.
"… With all due respect…" Reid said softly. "I wish to protect his identity. And… I also wish to protect my own."
"Meaning?"
"Your job is to protect the Bureau. And therefore its Agents. I… I don't want this to get out." Reid said, finally looking up at the woman. "I've never asked any favors of the Bureau… but… I don't want my condition to get out. To anyone. If the press got wind of it…"
"… I understand." She said. "You wish for the nature of your… condition to remain confidential."
"I do."
"… I'll see it done." She said. "Do you need time off?"
"… For now, Agent Reid will continue." Hotch said. "The doctors will alert us when he needs to be pulled from the field."
"They haven't already?" She asked.
"They have advised it. They have not ordered it." Hotch clarified.
"If the doctor's have advised it, why is he going to keep working?" She asked.
"Because I have to work!" Reid cried. "I… I have to work to keep my sanity! I can't just sit around and do nothing but… but dwell on… this…" The last word was barely audible. She stared at him, then looked at the boy's superior.
"Agent Hotchner."
"The moment I think that working may be detrimental to him, or to his… baby…" Reid visibly flinched at that word, "I will pull him from the field myself. I'm going to keep a VERY close eye on him. And so will the rest of the team."
"… Very well." She said. "Agent Reid. If I am going to allow you to keep working, there is going to be a condition."
"Ma'am?"
"… You will visit a doctor weekly."
"Why?"
"Because these medical records state that they anticipate complications from you."
"… There will be MENTAL complications if I don't work…" Reid grumbled. Strauss raised an eyebrow and sat back, staring down at the sonogram images again… She sighed.
"… Boy or girl?" She asked. Reid turned to stare out the window.
"… He doesn't know yet." Hotch answered, realizing that Reid wouldn't. "He's not ready to know yet." Strauss stared at Hotch, then looked at Reid again. She could see that he was fighting back tears. She nodded.
"Alright. Just keep an eye on him, Agent Hotchner. And limit his role in the field."
"Of course." Hotch said with a nod, and stood. Reid stood and quickly left the office. "Thank you, ma'am." Hotch said, nodding to the woman. She was staring after Reid.
"Truthfully, Agent Hotchner. How is he doing?" She asked, a look of sincere concern on her face. Hotch sighed and turned, also looking out at Reid.
"He's terrified. Afraid of his own body. And what he's carrying. He's having trouble processing."
"Are you sure he's stable enough to work?"
"He just needs time to process. He'll be okay. The team is there for him."
"Have you told them about this yet?"
"Not yet. Soon." Hotch said, gathering Reid's medical files back into the folder and tucking it under his arm. "Once he calms down."
"Do you know who the father is?"
"… It's his business. Telling me about his condition was hard enough. If he wants to keep the identity of the father to himself, that's his choice. I'm not going to push."
She nodded. "Keep me updated on his condition."
"Of course." Hotch said, and left the office to follow Reid. Everyone was in the bull pen when they got there. Garcia was sitting on Morgan's desk, JJ was leaning against Emily's and Rossi was standing between them.
"You ready?" Hotch asked.
"… Do I have a choice?" Reid asked, and headed for the meeting room.
"Team. Round table room, please." Hotch called. The team glanced around at each other, then scurried to obey. "Have a seat." Hotch said, following the team in. They all slowly took their seats, staring intently at Reid. The boy was standing away from the table, staring out the window.
"What's goin' on?" Morgan asked, looking back and forth between Hotch and Reid.
Hotch stared at Reid. The boy was visibly trembling. Hotch sighed. Reid couldn't tell them. He was barely holding it together as it was. "As you all know, Spencer hasn't been feeling well for a while." The team nodded. "Well, he… WE… went to the doctor yesterday." Hotch said. "They ran a lot of tests. And the results came back as something… impossible. So they ran some more tests and… they just confirmed the results of the first ones. He uh… everything is internal, but… he has female reproductive organs."
"… He's a hermaphrodite?" Rossi blurted. Reid flinched violently.
"… Please don't say it like that." He whimpered in a very small voice. The team stared at him.
"In a nutshell, Dave… yes, thank you." Hotch sighed, rolling his eyes. "And, that's just the beginning." He took a deep breath as the team stared at him. "He's pregnant."
The silence was deafening. It felt like an eternity to Reid.
"What?" Morgan asked, finally. Hotch sighed and opened Reid's medical file, taking out the sonograms and tossing them down onto the table. Slowly, one by one, the team all leaned forward and snagged a couple of them.
"He's pregnant." The man repeated. "And he's already six months along and he's only just now starting to show. His illness has been morning sickness, among other things."
"… Oh my God…" JJ breathed, staring at the image. "This… this is from Spence?" The response to this was a sudden broken sob. The room turned to stare at Reid and Hotch dropped the file, leaping to the young man's side when his knees buckled and he collapsed. Hotch wrapped an arm around him and held him close. Silently, the team stood and moved towards them, staring at Reid sobbing his heart out into Hotch's chest.
"Shhhh…" Hotch soothed, running a hand up and down Reid's back. "Let it out. You've been fighting it off for twenty four hours now…" Reid sobbed, shaking his head. "It was bound to explode sooner or later. Just ride it out and let it happen." He winced when Reid tried to control himself enough to speak. "Shhhh… don't. Don't try to talk. There's plenty of time to talk. Right now is the time to let go." And Reid did. The team sat with him for seven long minutes while he cried himself into exhaustion, arms wrapped tightly around his middle.
When he had finally fallen into a state of sniffles and hiccups, Hotch placed his fingers on the boy's chin and lifted his face, staring down into the watery bloodshot eyes.
"… Feel better?" The Unit Chief asked. Reid sniffled and nodded.
"… Yeah." He whispered. "… Sorry."
"No need to apologize. I could see this building up since you got your diagnosis." Hotch said, running his fingers through the boy's hair. Reid closed his eyes and leaned into the touch. "It's going to be alright." Hotch assured him. "We're here for you. All of us." And Reid opened his eyes when he felt a hand on his. He turned and stared into JJ's blue eyes. She smiled at him and managed to unwind his arms from his torso. She held his hands in hers, then spread his arms out away from his body and moved in, wrapping her arms around him and hugging him tightly. Reid blinked, surprised, then closed his eyes and hid his face in her hair, wrapping his long arms around her petite frame. Hotch smiled, watching her reach a hand up and stroke Reid's hair.
"It's okay, Spence." She said, letting go and kissing his cheek, then holding his hands in hers. She smiled up at him, staring into his brown eyes. "It's scary, isn't it?" She asked him. "Thinking that there's… something inside of you… growing every day." Reid winced and his eyes darted around, nervously. "But it's okay, Spence. I promise." And she laid a hand on his stomach. Reid froze, his entire body tensing up. He stared at her, eyes wide. She just smiled at him. "It's okay…" She assured him. "We'll be here every step of the way."
Reid just stared at her. Tears rolled down his face again and he threw his arms around JJ. She held him tightly.
"You're not alone, Reid." Garcia said, softly. "You are NEVER alone." Reid turned and looked at her with a watery smile.
"… Thanks, Garcia. All of you…" Reid sniffled, sitting back and rubbing his eyes. "Sorry you had to see that."
"It's alright kid." Morgan said, ruffling Reid's hair. "Reminds us that you're only human. And humans will always need their friends, no matter how smart they are." Reid gave him a grateful smile.
"So… six months, eh?" Rossi asked, and the team slowly stood and returned to the table. This time, Reid joined them.
"… Yeah." Reid mumbled.
"… How is it possible?" Prentiss asked.
"Do you really want Reid's explanation?" Hotch pointed out, and she blinked, then grinned.
"No, not really. I'll just take your word for it."
"… this is incredible." JJ murmured, staring at the sonograms again. "Do you know what you're having?" She asked, looking up at Reid. Reid wrapped his arms around himself again and sat back, looking away.
"I don't want to know." He said. "I'm… not keeping it."
"… what?" JJ gasped, eyes wide. "Why?"
"Imagine how I feel. I'm a guy. And I'm… having a… a baby. Kids who are raised by homosexual couples have it hard enough… Can you imagine what it will be like for the baby, growing up with both biological parents being male? With being born to a male? And… I just can't handle it." Reid looked near tears again. "I can't be a parent. I just… CAN'T. I don't know how to take care of a kid… much less a baby. With the exceptions of Jack and Henry, I don't even LIKE kids! And… if it gets out to the public… I…" He trailed off and shook his head. "I'm a medical and biological freak of nature. And I was already weird enough. I…" He sniffled again, rubbing his eyes.
"It's okay." JJ soothed, laying a hand over Reid's while Hotch ran a hand up and down Reid's back.
"I can't handle being a parent." Reid gasped. "It would be better for me AND the… the baby… if I give it up for adoption."
"Well… whatever you choose to do, you have our support, Reid." Morgan said. Reid nodded.
"Thanks…" He said, then slowly reached out and picked up one of the sonogram images. He stared at it, a look on his face reminiscent of the look on his face when he first laid eyes on the trailer that Frank had made for his sadistic practices of torture and murder. Then he winced and tossed it away, averting his eyes with a shudder.
"… I don't want this." He finally said. The team said nothing in response. They just stared at him. "I don't want to… to be this way. Why me?"
"We are who we are." Rossi said. "All we have to play with is the hand we were dealt." Reid stared at the man, then nodded, giving him a tentative smile.

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