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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
Hatochiiai a.k.a. Ahmose Inarus
Disclaimer: No own. Piss off.
SLASH WARNING (what else?)

Chapter 11

Hotch yawned as he slowly climbed the stairs to Reid's loft. It had been a week since Reid's collapse, and the youth was doing well. He had been approved to return to work the next day. Hotch didn't want Reid to go back to work, but he knew he was just being overprotective. He unlocked the door and stepped in. He blinked. There was a strange smell in the air. Like incense. And some soothing meditation music was playing. He frowned and walked in. And then he quirked an eyebrow.
Reid was wearing… well… sweat pants and one of Hotch's sweatshirts from college. He was sitting on a pillow on the floor, legs crossed. His hands were on his knees and his eyes were closed. He was breathing slowly. Deep inhales through the nose, long exhale through the mouth. Haley Hotchner was on his left, and her sister, Jessica was on his right. They were both in yoga pants and t shirts.
A moment later, Reid twitched and opened one eye. He peered up at Hotch, who gave him a confused look and cocked his head. It spoke volumes to Reid. 'What the hell?' In response, Reid glanced back and forth at Haley and Jessica, then shrugged. Hotch understood that perfectly. 'Hell if I know. THEY are the responsible parties.' Then he opened both eyes and fixed another look on Hotch. This one even more clear. 'HELP ME.'
Hotch could only grin at that, and he let out a chuckle as he set his keys and side arm on the kitchen counter. Now all three of them were looking at him.
"Ladies." He said. "I appreciate the gesture, but I really don't think this is Spencer's thing." Reid looked relieved, Haley looked mildly amused, and Jessica looked annoyed. Hotch walked over and knelt before Reid, running a hand over the boy's belly before taking his hands and helping him to his feet. Reid wrapped his arms around Hotch and they embraced, Reid making a happy hum. Then the boy stepped around his superior, stretching and heading for the coffee maker. Hotch smiled after him, then looked at Haley and Jessica.
"Thanks for staying with him." He said, offering them both a hand up to their feet.
"It's my pleasure." Haley said, grinning at Reid as he put on the coffee. More specifically, one of the gourmet blends that Hotch had purchased as a 'kissing up' gift. "He goes back to work tomorrow?"
"Yeah." Hotch sighed. "Which reminds me." And he turned and walked over to Reid. "Listen." He told the boy, who looked up. "I just wanted to come by and make sure you have everything you need."
"Huh? Is there a case?" Reid asked. Hotch glanced at his watch.
"Wheels up in forty five minutes."
"… Oh." Reid mumbled, drooping. Hotch laid one hand on Reid's cheek, and the other on his stomach.
"Sorry, baby." He sighed. Reid took the hand that was on his stomach and slid it lower. Hotch blinked, then his eyes widened when he found himself feeling his lover's growing arousal. "… Oh." He swallowed and removed his hand, stepping back. Reid turned back to the coffee machine. Hotch turned to the women.
"Listen, Haley. Why don't you go pick up Jack." He said. "I'll help Spencer get his things together and drop him at the house on my way to the airstrip." She nodded.
"Sure. C'mon sis. See you in a bit, Spencer." And she and Jessica left. Reid immediately pounced Hotch.
"Thank you." He gasped through a kiss. Hotch chuckled.
"I can't say 'no' to you…" He snorted, and the pair stumbled their way over to the bed. Reid lost his pants about halfway across the room. When they got there, things were rushed. Hotch shoved his own pants halfway down his thighs and slicked up his penis with the lube, giving it several stimulating strokes until he was good and hard. Reid lay down on his right side. Hotch lifted Reid's left leg and straddled his right, moving into position. His young lover was already panting and writhing beneath him. They boy's eyes fluttered and he groaned loudly as the man's thick erection slid into his quivering orifice.
"Oh God, Aaron…" Reid gasped. Hotch set a blistering pace with fast, shallow thrusts, and encouraged his lover's pleasure by fondling the doctor's lust-swollen genitals.
"Come on, baby…" He growled. "Come on…" Reid whimpered, craning his neck and clawing at the sheets beneath him. Hotch moved slightly to change his angle, and with his next thrust, the boy cried out in pleasure. Hotch focused on that spot, now striking it head on every time. Reid writhed beneath him, arching his back and clenching down around his lover, a strained whine coming from his throat. Then he gasped and tensed, and Hotch looked down as the young man's length throbbed in his hand, shooting its load over the bedspread, first in spurts, but soon slowing to a thick dribble. Watching this, Hotch felt his own fluids beginning to flow, and with one final well placed thrust he was emptying himself into his lover's body, hearing the boy's content croon as he did so.
Gasping for breath, Hotch withdrew from Reid and leaned down, gently kissing the boy's tousled curls. "Come on, baby…" He whispered. "We gotta go." And he stood from the bed, putting himself back together before helping Reid get cleaned up and do the same. Ten minutes later, they were heading downstairs and to the car. Both of them sated, neither noticed the car that followed as they drove away.

"Thanks Haley." Reid said as he got out of the car first thing in the morning.
"Call me when you're ready to come home for the night." She said, and Reid nodded, then turned and walked into the Bureau, feeling like the woman should be calling after him, 'Have fun at school, honey!' He trotted into the elevator, holding his coat close around himself, hiding his swollen belly. He rode the elevator upstairs.
"Agent Reid." Came the call as soon as he stepped out. He looked at Strauss. "My office." She commanded. Reid blinked, and followed her. She gestured to a chair, and Reid sat. Instead of sitting at her desk she took the chair next to him, turning it to face him.
"I got an update from Valerie Tsai." She said, tapping some papers on the corner of her desk. "And I've already spoken with your Technical Analyst. She is going to help me keep you under a close watch." Reid nodded, slowly. "You are to try and keep your stress levels to a minimum."
"I know."
"Agent Reid."
"Ma'am?"
"… I want you off of your feet as much as possible. You will be working with Penelope Garcia in her office. I will be coming in to check on you. You are to check your pulse rate hourly." Reid stared. "You will take a full hour and a half break for lunch. I want you to eat, and then find someplace quiet to lie down and rest. Agents Hotchner and Rossi have offered their sofas in their offices. And mine is open to you as well."
"… You're giving me a designated nap time?" Reid cried in dismay.
"You are to limit your caffeine intake."
"What?"
"I will replace the office coffee supply with Decaf if I must."
"WHAT?"
"In addition to your lunch break, you are required to take a half hour break in the morning, and the afternoon. I know how much you like to stay late. However. You are in the office by 8 am. You are to be out by 7 pm."
Reid sputtered in angry disbelief.
"If you cannot accept these terms, I will personally put you on immediate maternity leave."
"… But… but…" Reid stammered, but the woman leveled a firm glare on him. "… Yes ma'am." She nodded, offering him a smile. Then she stood, laying a hand on his shoulder.
"Your doctor told me that a collapse like the one you had last week could result in premature labor."
"… I know." Reid sighed, struggling to his feet.
"Good. Now go on. I'll check on you in a bit."
"Whatever." Reid grumbled, heading out of the office. "… Bitch."
"Agent Reid!"
"Ma'am!" He gasped, turning with a deer in the headlights look. She leveled a look on him that was a mixture of annoyance and amusement.
"… I'm going to assume that was the hormones talking."
"… I… I'm sorry ma'am." Reid gasped, turning red. She nodded with a small quirk to her lips, and stepped back into her office. Reid groaned and scuttled off to Garcia's office.
"Hey, it's the Pregnant Wonder!" Kevin announced as Reid walked in.
"Hi, Kevin." Reid greeted. "Morning, Garcia."
"Hi, Sweet Cheeks! Didja miss me?"
"Like you wouldn't believe. Haley and her sister had me doing meditation exercises and wanted me to do Yoga and Pilates with them."
"Ohoho." Garcia laughed. "My poor baby."
Reid just rolled his eyes and settled in to work. The team contacted them and gave Reid his assignment of looking into victimology and working the geographical profile. But two hours into it, Strauss walked in.
"Agent Reid?"
"Ma'am?" Reid asked, not even looking up from his map.
"It's break time." She said.
"But ma'am, I'm right in the middle of—"
"Take a break or go home." She said. Reid stare at her, then drooped.
"Yes Ma'am." He mumbled.
"Miss Garcia."
"Ma'am?"
"He is NOT to return to work for thirty minutes."
"Yes Ma'am."
"Garcia!" Reid cried.
"Awww… I know it's frustrating, sugar." Garcia said, standing and hugging him. "But we're just worried about you and Junior." And she pat Reid's belly. "Come on. You need a snack." And she tugged Reid out by the hand. Strauss smiled slightly. That TA was far from Orthodox, but her nurturing ways were very beneficial in this case. She trusted Penelope Garcia to keep Reid's best interests in mind, and enforce the rules that had been laid down for the sake of his health.
When the time came for Reid's lunch break, Strauss caught him trying to sneak back to work after half an hour. After confirming that he had eaten a healthy, well rounded meal for lunch, Strauss almost laughed when Garcia bustled Reid off to Agent Hotchner's office, shoved him down onto the sofa and seized the fleece throw, draping it over him and tucking him in, complete with a kiss on his forehead. Then Garcia and Strauss left the office and crossed the bull pen together.
"Have you ever considered being a mother?" Strauss asked, suddenly. Garcia stopped and blinked up at her.
"I… Well… I guess. Sometimes." She admitted. Strauss smiled.
"You would be good." She said, then turned and walked away. Garcia stared after her, looking shocked. Then, she smiled.
"Thank you, ma'am." She gasped, then looked back at Hotch's dark office. She then turned and hurried back to her office.
By the third day, Reid had given up on fighting Strauss and Garcia over taking breaks. The two women were an overly formidable force, and Reid finally waved the white flag. When the team returned, however, Reid had quite the bitch fest, and then threw a silent tantrum when the team, for the first time ever, took the side of Erin Strauss over that of a teammate. Reid was feeling more than a little betrayed, and the team could tell… And he knew they felt guilty over it; they coddled him the rest of the day. And when Aaron took him to his appointment with Dr. Blair that afternoon, she had a good laugh when all was explained to her. But she backed up Dr. Tsai and the agents on Reid's team, ordering him to stick to his work restrictions with his afternoon naps after lunch.
Of course, with Hotch in town, that wasn't a problem. Reid would eat his lunch and curl up on the man's sofa, drifting off to sleep while watching him work, listening to his pen scratching on paper. And Hotch found it soothing as well. He made sure to make all his phone calls before Reid's nap time, and saved his paperwork to do then. He would watch Reid make himself comfortable, and then listen to the boy's soft breathing. Chief Strauss came by every day, just to poke her head into his office to make sure Reid was taking his rest. She would look at him on the sofa, usually with a pair of headphones positioned on his stomach, and look at Hotch. The man would nod to her with a slight smile. She would return it, and leave.
When it was time for Reid to wake from his nap, Hotch would sit on the edge of the sofa and run a hand up and down Reid's arm, or his stomach. That tended to wake the baby as well. And then the baby would deliver a sharp kick that would wake Reid. Then Reid would scuttle off to the bathroom as the pressure on his bladder had grown with the baby.
The team was home for nearly a week. The day that the case came in was the day that Reid had woken with a sigh and a stretch, feeling a loving hand on his belly.
"Nine months." Hotch murmured, smiling and kissing Reid's stomach. Then he leaned up and kissed Reid's lips.
"Mmmmm…" Reid hummed, smiling and arching his back. Then Aaron sat up and straddled Reid's thighs, picking up the lotion. And as he did every morning when he was home, he began to rub it into the taught skin stretched over Reid's stomach. Reid sighed and purred softly, and Hotch smiled as he felt the baby tumble within his lover. The baby seemed to enjoy these morning massages as much as Reid did.
"Have you thought about names any more?" Hotch asked.
"I dunno. I kinda liked Peter Parker Hotchner." Reid giggled.
"Oh, shut up." Hotch snorted. "… I liked Bruce Wayne Reid, to be honest."
"Oh No!" Reid cried, laughing.
"Let's name him Spencer."
"No!" Reid laughed, and smiled up at the man. "He's going to be HALEY'S son… she should name him."
"And what if she wants to name him after the mother who carried him?"
"Oh no… do NOT call me a 'mother'. Mothers are FEMALE!"
"Mothers carry and birth offspring."
"… So do male seahorses!" Reid cried. "We still call THEM fathers!"
"Well, technically, the mother still births them." Hotch said. "Deposits them into the father's pouch and he just carries them for a while. But they were still birthed by the mother."
"… I know, Aaron." Reid grumbled.
"If you had the baby and then I carried it in a pouch for a while, you STILL gave birth to it. You're STILL the mother."
"And you suck." Reid snapped, then gasped when a hand gripped his crotch.
"… Perhaps I do…" Hotch chuckled, slowly lowering his head, tugging Reid's pants down just enough to bare his manhood. Reid sat frozen in surprise, then moaned loudly when his length was enveloped by a hot, wet mouth. His eyes rolled back and he went limp, lifting his hips into the stimulation.
Down on the street, a man sat in his car. Now was the time of day when the pair usually started moving about. He frowned, watching as a white van rolled to a stop. There was a familiar green and purple logo on the side. 1-800-FLOWERS. (AN: Don't own it!) He blinked, then smirked. Perhaps this would be the opening he was waiting for… And sure enough, the man ran the delivery up to the front door.
Reid whined at the knock, and Hotch chuckled.
"… WHO IS IT?" Reid cried.
"… Uh… Delivery?" Came the hesitant answer.
"… LEAVE IT ON THE DOORSTEP!" Reid shouted back as Hotch slid two fingers into his entrance. "AH! GOD, AARON!" The delivery guy froze, eyes wide, then put down the box and scurried away. As soon as he drove away, the man across the street got out of his car, toying with a small object in his hand and a roll of packaging tape in the other. He darted up the stairs and over to the box. Then he slowly peeled the packaging tape off and opened it. Inside sat a little brown teddy bear with a powder blue ribbon around its neck. It was holding a basket filled with goodies. The man smirked and tucked a tiny object under the bear's ribbon, then taped the box shut again and fled, sticking an ear bud into his ear. He had been waiting for an opportunity like this for the past month. Patience paid off.
Several minutes later, he heard muffled noises and voices, then heard tape being ripped off of the box.
"Hn. Cute." He smirked when he heard Agent Hotchner loud and clear.
"It's from JJ!" Reid exclaimed excitedly. "Ooh… Hazelnut coffee!"
A chuckle. "Get dressed, Spencer. We need to get to work."
"Fine, fine! Make me a cup while I'm dressing." And footsteps hurried away. The man listened to the sound of trickling liquid.
"Spencer! Come on!"
"Alright, alright!" Then there was some mild commotion and the sound of a door closing. Then the man watched them hurry down the stairs and climb into the car. That night, they didn't return. So in the morning, the man was outside of the Bureau. Haley Hotchner dropped Agent Reid off. The team had to be out on a case again…
And what a case it was. Chief Strauss came in when it was time for Reid to take his lunch. She walked into Garcia's office and was nearly plowed down by Agent Reid. He had his hand full of markers and he was scribbling desperately on a map. Garcia was at her place, and off to the side, Kevin Lynch was on another terminal. The two TA's fingers flew over their keyboards so fast that they were a blur.
"1413 Meadowlark!" Kevin called, and then Garcia would repeat it. Strauss watched Reid pick up a pin and stick it into his map.
"11583 Canyon!" And Reid pushed another one in. The group went back and forth, shouting addresses, and Reid marked every one.
"887 Magnolia!"
"3054 Windmill."
"243 Berry Cove."
"49575 Blue Sage."
"61085 Shoshone."
"7734 Crabapple." Kevin called. This time, Garcia didn't say anything. Reid looked at her.
"… Garcia?"
"… Nothing."
"Then that's what he's hitting next." Reid said, and leaned over Garcia. A moment later, Strauss saw the rest of the team on the webcam. "He's hitting—"
"7734 Crabapple?" Rossi asked. Reid froze.
"… How did you know?"
"… The call just came in, kid." The man sighed. "We were just about to head out to the scene."
"… The family?" Reid whimpered.
"I'm sorry, kid." Rossi said. Reid stood and turned his back on the screen. Strauss stared at him. She could see the feelings of failure weighing down on the young man as he took a deep breath. But a moment later, he exploded.
"DAMMIT!" He shouted, slamming his hand down on the table, making Garcia and Kevin jump and stared.
"Reid." Hotch called from the screen. "Reid, look at me." Slowly, the boy did so. "You did your best."
"Yeah, well, it wasn't good enough, was it?" Reid cried.
"Agent Reid, I think you need to take a break." Strauss said. Reid whirled on her.
"YEAH! That's what you said earlier this morning! And while I was lying down, ON YOUR ORDERS, this family was being MURDERED!" He shouted. She stared, startled. "If you would just back off and let me do my job, maybe we could have saved them!"
"Agent Reid, I think you need to go home and take the rest of the day off." Strauss said, narrowing her eyes. Hotch was shouting at Reid over the computer, trying to talk him into calming down.
"I'm here to do my job! Not spend half of the day lying around on the sofa!" Reid cried, waving his hands dramatically. He turned and focused on his map. Hotch sighed, running a hand over his face.
"Spence…" JJ called, leaning down into the screen over Hotch. "You need to take care of yourself." Reid didn't answer.
"Agent Reid. You look pale. You need to lie down." Strauss said, walking over. She laid a hand on his arm. Reid jerked away. But as he did he stumbled, unable to maintain his balance.
"REID!" Garcia cried as Reid fell back.
"Oh!" Strauss gasped and lurched forward, falling to her knees and managing to catch him around the shoulders before his head hit the floor. Strauss stared down at the ashen face in her lap. She shook his shoulders.
"Agent Reid? Agent Reid?" She looked up. "Call his doctor." She ordered Garcia, who whirled.

Dr. Tsai rushed into the hospital and quickly commandeered a room and an ultrasound machine. When Reid was brought in, he was brought straight to her. Strauss and Garcia was with him, with Kevin staying behind at Garcia's station to assist the team as needed.
"What happened?" Dr. Tsai asked. "And who are you?"
"Section Chief Erin Strauss. I'm Agent Hotchner's Superior." She said. "Agent Reid collapsed at work."
"Has he been taking regular breaks?"
"Yes. Half an hour in the morning, half an hour in the afternoon, half an hour for lunch with an hour nap right after." Strauss said. "I verify this with him every day. He has NOT deviated."
"What changed today?"
"Stress." Garcia said softly. "He… We were working a case. A man was… killing entire families. We were racing to try and find where he was going to strike next. BEFORE he struck. Reid was helping us. We found out what his next target was. And we called the team. But… we were too late."
"That's what caused his collapse?" Dr. Tsai asked. Garcia nodded. "Hm. Chief Strauss?"
"Yes." Strauss said.
"I want him on maternity leave, effective immediately."
"I wholeheartedly agree. Consider it done." Strauss said with a nod. Garcia opened her mouth to say something, but she was cut off by a gasp, followed by a low moan. The women turned to look at Reid. He was blinking confused eyes.
"Ahn… what happened?" He mumbled, then gasped and arched his back. "Ah! AHNN! Oh… Oh God!" He cried, hands flying to his stomach as his face twisted in pain. Dr. Tsai rushed to his side, laying her hand on his stomach. He whimpered, then cried out again. Dr. Tsai whirled on Strauss and Garcia.
"Out. NOW!" She ordered. The women shuffled out, eyes wide. "Spencer?"
"Dr. Tsai? Nng… w-what… what's going on?" Reid whimpered, watching her feel his stomach… watching as a ripple passed over it. She looked up at him.
"You're having contractions."
In that moment, all Reid could think of was Aaron… hundreds of miles away…
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