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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
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Chapter 15

Aaron Hotchner led his agents through the dark woods, the snow swirling around them. His flashlight stayed on the footprints. Inside, he was screaming… he was terrified that as he ran through the snow, his lover was dying… it hurt enough to kill him to think that he might be allowing his lover to live his last moments without being by his side… But he had promised the boy that he wouldn't let Foyet get away… he would never stop hunting him… but more importantly, he promised that he would get their son back, safe.
Then, the trees opened up. Foyet was standing on the dock that stretched out into the lake, the bundle in his arms. A row boat was tied to the dock, rocking softly.
"Agent Hotchner…" Foyet drawled.
"Get your ass back on shore right now…" Morgan growled, pointing his gun at the man's head.
"Or what, you'll shoot me?" Foyet asked, smirking. "I can tell you're not the brains of the group. Of course, with Dr. Reid dead, maybe you are…"
"You aren't getting away this time…" Prentiss called. "You know that."
"Oh, I wouldn't be too sure about that…" Foyet mused, and slowly stepped off of the dock and into the row boat.
"Don't do it." Rossi advised. "It won't end well…"
"Oh, I know." Foyet chuckled. "But I've accomplished what I set out to do." And he looked at Hotch. "My only regret is that I wasn't able to take out your OTHER family, too… I wonder what you would have become… losing your wife… your lover… and two sons, one by each…" And he grinned. "I would have loved to see that." And then, he pulled his knife. Hotch didn't hesitate. He fired.
Foyet's howl echoed through the woods and over the lake. He stumbled and the boat rocked violently. Hotch dropped his gun and began to run, eyes wide. Morgan was a pace in front of him. They watched as Foyet lost his balance and fell backwards into the water, the baby still in his arms. Morgan leaped into the water, diving off to the side of the boat, his eyes never leaving the little bundle on Foyet's chest, even as he hit the icy water.
"NO!" Hotch shouted as Prentiss prevented him from jumping in as well. "LET GO!"
"Hotch!" His eyes darted to Morgan; the man had snatched the baby before he had gone under with Foyet. Wordlessly, Hotch ripped off his Kevlar vest, then knelt and reached out. Morgan kicked his way over to the dock, holding the bundle up over the surface, and he passed it into the Unit Chief's shaking hands. He tore the cold, soaking blanket away from the crying child and quickly shoved the naked infant into his own jacket, holding him close.
Then he heard a snarl. He lifted his head, and stared. Foyet was standing in the water, dark blood staining his shoulder. He was holding a gun. It was aimed at Hotch's heart… and the baby cradled over it.
The shot echoed over the lake. And for a moment, Hotch's world ended.
It was the splash that snapped him back to reality. He stared in shock at the body floating in the water, sightless eyes staring up into the snowy sky, a small dark hole between them. What he couldn't see in the black waters was the cloud of blood and brain matter that was forming from the back of the head that had been blown away…
Slowly, he turned and stared at David Rossi as the elder man lowered his smoking weapon. Then, the world came alive again. Emily pulled Morgan from the water, and the man immediately stripped himself of the wet clothes from the waist up. Rossi was hurrying over, offering the freezing man his coat, which Morgan readily accepted. Then, the moon peeked through the clouds, and Hotch turned and looked down when he realized that the baby was crying.
And he laid his eyes on his second born son for the first time… The cold infant was in fact slightly pale, and his lips were blue. But there was nothing wrong with his lungs as he shrieked his displeasure for the world to hear. Hotch hugged the baby close, and they began to make the trek back to the cabin.
"Shhhhh… It's okay, Jason…" Hotch murmured, gently rubbing the baby through his coat. "Come on… it's going to be fine. We're gonna get you warm. And you're probably hungry. We'll get you fed, too." Emily and Morgan exchanged smiles as they listened to the man. "And we'll meet your mom, and your big brother and… and we'll check in on Spencer, and… He's gonna be okay, Jason… He's gonna be okay… He'll get to watch you grow up and you'll love him, and… and he…" Hotch trailed off and slowly came to a stop.
Rossi approached hesitantly.
"Aaron?"
"… He's going to be okay…" Hotch gasped, his breath misting on the air. He looked at Rossi. "… He has to be." And then he looked down at Jason.
"Come on. We need to get the baby warm." He said, and Hotch nodded.
They heard the chopper before they saw it. It landed in front of the cabin.
"Thank God…" Prentiss breathed. When they finally broke out of the trees, the chopper was already lifting off. Hotch looked half frantic as he watched the helicopter leaving, and if not for the baby he held, he would have run after it to try and go with his lover. But he caught a glimpse of Drs. Blair and Tsai in the chopper, Dr. Blair with her sleeve rolled up with an IV in it. In the glance he got, it looked as though a blood transfusion was being done directly from Dr. Blair to Reid. Haley was kneeling by Reid, gently stroking his cheek with one hand and clutching his hand with the other, talking to him.
Hotch stumbled to the house and up the front steps. He heard noises from one of the bedrooms, so he walked in. JJ stood in silence and watched the paramedics pack up their supplies. Hotch didn't see any of it. His eyes were on the bed, soaked in his lover's blood.
"Excuse me." Prentiss called, walking in. Everyone turned. "We have an Agent who needs to be taken to the hospital before hypothermia sets in." They could hear Rossi trying to get Morgan to get rid of his soaking wet (and starting to freeze solid) pants.
The paramedics leaped into action, and before Morgan knew it he was in dry scrubs and secured on the gurney, wrapped tightly in blankets. A moment later, Hotch got into the ambulance and sat by Morgan, who was bitching that he wanted to sit up. A paramedic gave in and set the gurney so Morgan could sit up, and the other handed Hotch a blanket.
"Let me see it." The man said. Hotch blinked and looked around for a place to set the baby.
"… Hope you don't mind." He finally said to Morgan, and as the doors shut and they started moving, he removed the newborn from his coat. Morgan watched as the paramedic draped the blanket over his lap and Hotch laid it down.
"Oh, wow…" Morgan mumbled, and he and Hotch stared at the baby boy. His color was better from his father keeping him warm, but he was already beginning to fuss at having to leave his nice comfy spot in the Unit Chief's jacket. But here, in the harsh light (which he also didn't like) Hotch finally got a good look at him.
"… He looks like you, Hotch!" Morgan announced excitedly. "Oh man…"
The paramedic just smiled and checked the baby over thoroughly. "Seems healthy. Let's get him warm and see if we can get him to stop crying so I can listen to his heart and lungs." Hotch nodded and wrapped Jason up in the blanket and cradled him close. He stared down at the tiny face. Slowly, the newborn calmed and quieted, listening to the soft murmurs of the man holding him. Somehow, Hotch knew that little Jason recognized his voice…
The paramedic had the stethoscope between his palms, warming it up. When it was warm enough, he reached out. Hotch folded back the blanket enough to expose the baby's chest, and the paramedic listened. He moved it around a few times, then sat back.
"He sounds great. You've got a healthy baby there."
Hotch simply nodded. He lifted a hand and ran a fingertip over the round, pink cheek. Morgan watched in silence as Hotch's face lit up into an amazed smile. The baby had opened his eyes. His beautiful dark brown eyes. Reid had been right… Jason had his father's eyes… but he had that thick black hair that Reid had when he was a new born… as Hotch recalled of his own baby pictures, he himself had been all but bald…
Hotch smiled and traced the baby's lower lip. It was full, and pouty… like Spencer's… His smile faded when his thoughts drifted to his lover. He held the baby tighter, and it grunted softly.
"Hotch." He looked up at Morgan. "Reid's gonna make it. He's got two really good things to live for sittin' right here, man." And he smiled. Hotch blinked, then slowly offered a tentative smile in return, and turned his gaze back to the baby. His newborn son's brown eyes had drifted closed, and he had fallen asleep.
"Derek." Hotch said, suddenly.
"Huh?" Morgan asked, surprised at being addressed by his first name.
"You know… Spencer was talking to me a while back. About Henry."
"… Yeah?"
"He's still amazed that out of everyone, JJ chose him to be Henry's Godfather."
"Don't know why…" Morgan chuckled. "JJ adores him. He's like her little brother."
"I know." Hotch said with a smile. "And… he said that you're like his big brother. And… he couldn't think of anyone he would want to be Jason's Godfather more than you." Morgan froze where he sat, shocked. He stared at the man. "And… Haley and I agree."
"What?" He finally managed to say. Hotch just smiled at the flabbergasted look on his agent's face. Then he leaned forward and offered Morgan the little bundle. Morgan snapped out of his shock and accepted the baby into his arms. He looked down and stared.
"… Wow… Hotch, I…" He looked back up at the Unit Chief. "I'm honored, man. This is…"
"Maybe this will pacify your mother for a while."
"Huh?"
"Tell her she's a Grand Godmother." Hotch explained, and Morgan chuckled, looking back down at the baby.
"Reid's right, you know."
"About?"
"… He looks like you, Hotch." Morgan said, smiling. "But he looks like Reid, too. I wonder if he'll have Pretty Boy's brains."
"Only time will tell." Hotch said, shrugging.
The little caravan arrived at the hospital two hours later, and Morgan and the baby were immediately admitted. Hotch was torn between staying with his son, and seeking out his mate. But then, Haley appeared. Hotch ran to her, and the pair embraced.
"Aaron…" She said, and then they stepped back and stared at each other. Then they spoke in unison.
"Where's Spencer?"
"Where's Jason?"
They blinked and stared at each other.
"… Jason's fine." Hotch answered first. "They've taken him to the nursery. Spencer?"
"… He… He's in surgery." Haley murmured. "And… they're struggling."
"Struggling?"
"… They had to resuscitate him on the way in… He's getting a blood transfusion but… there's a lot of internal damage. Dr. Tsai has several trauma surgeons with her and they're trying to repair everything, but…" Haley trailed off and sighed, wiping away the tears that threatened to fall. "… His chances aren't good, Aaron." Hotch closed his eyes, heart clenching in his chest.
"Take me to him?"
"… This way." Haley said, and she led her ex to the OR's waiting room. The rest of the team joined them shortly, as did Dr. Blair. And before they knew it, they had been joined by Garcia and Strauss.
"I've dispatched units to the crime scene and to recover George Foyet's body." She said to Hotch. "I hear the baby is well?"
"… He… He seems to be." Hotch said, nodding.
"I'm glad to hear it. And… Agent Reid?"
"… No word yet." Hotch told her. Strauss nodded.
"Aaron and Haley Hotchner?" Everyone turned when a petite little redhead walked in wearing lavender scrubs. She smiled when Hotch and Haley turned to face her. "Dr. Tsai said that we were to come to you regarding the infant you brought in?"
"Yes." Hotch said. "How is he?"
"He's fine. Perfectly healthy." She said. "We were getting ready to feed him for the first time and… we thought you would like to do that." Hotch frowned, debating.
"Hotch." Prentiss said, putting her hand on his shoulder. "Go on. We'll come get you if we hear anything about Reid." Hotch looked at her, and at the rest of the team. The next thing he knew, they were all shooing him out of the room. The little nurse led him up to the nursery two floors up, and Haley gave him a gentle nudge through the door.
"Go on." She said. "He's your son."
"Haley…" Hotch said, looking back at her with a smile. "He's yours, too." She just shook her head.
"I can't... not with his... REAL mother hanging between life and death. It just doesn't feel right. Not until I know that this is still what Spencer wants, or until he's..." She trailed off and shook her head.
"Haley. He's not going to change his mind. He WANTS you to be Jason's mother."
"You need this right now, Aaron. Go."
And so he went. The nurse made him drape a clean blanket over himself, then walked over to a little bassinet labeled 'Baby Boy Hotchner'. He was wrapped tightly in a blue blanket with a little blue hat on to keep his head warm. He was once again screaming. She carried him across the room and deposited the infant into Hotch's arms.
"Are you his father?" She asked.
"Yes."
"Good. It's always nice to have one to sign the Birth Certificate. Where is his mother? I don't know the whole story."
Hotch sighed. He didn't want to do this… but it had to be done. Spencer was adamant about it. And he would give the boy the world if he could. He would see that Reid's wishes were fulfilled.
"His mother will not be signing the certificate." He said. "Haley is adopting him. We are legally his parents. His mother's identity is classified, and will not be present on any documents. All you have to know is that the adoption was prepared long before he was born. And it is a closed adoption."
She just stared at him.
"Um… okay… At least… does he have a name? So I can label him?"
"… Jason." Hotch said, accepting the bottle. When the baby opened his mouth to scream again, he poked the rubber nipple into it, and a few drops of formula fell onto his tongue. "Jason David Hotchner."
The nurse said nothing more. She walked away to label the bassinet, and returned only to check on Hotch, and place a little bracelet around the infant's wrist.

Erin Strauss appeared at the nursery nearly five hours later. She saw Haley Hotchner asleep in the waiting room. She walked over to the nursery and peered through the window. And then she smiled. It was dark, save for a small side lamp. A nurse was sitting at the desk, working. Seven babies slept in their little bassinets, five wrapped in pink, two in blue. One bassinet was empty. She looked at the name.
'Jason David Hotchner'. Then, she found him.
Agent Hotchner was fast asleep in a rocking chair, the baby cradled in his arms. She had been mildly surprised when she heard that Haley Hotchner was adopting the baby. But she was pleased to know that this way, Agent Reid would be a part of his son's life. And Agent Hotchner would be a good father.
The nurse saw her standing there. She rose from her desk and walked out of the nursery.
"May I help you?" She asked.
"Oh, yes." Strauss said. "When Agent Hotchner wakes up, please let him know that Agent Reid has been moved to recovery."
"I will." The nurse said. And Strauss took one last look at Agent Hotchner before heading home to her own family.

Everyone looked up when the door opened.
"… Hotch." Garcia said, softly. As one, the team stood. The man walked in and a nurse followed, rolling in the hospital bassinet. It was empty. Hotch was holding the bundle of blue blankets in his arms. "Oh…" Garcia breathed. "He… Is he…?"
Hotch offered the woman a smile. "He's perfectly healthy." He said, and the team converged on him. Haley walked in, smiling as they all crowded around for a look at the newborn baby. Hotch smiled and moved the folds of the blanket aside, letting them stare at the little sleeping face.
"Just please tell me that you didn't name him after me." Rossi snorted.
"… Alright." Hotch said, smiling. "I didn't. Spencer did."
"Oh God." Rossi groaned. "Why?" But Hotch didn't answer. The team went silent. Hotch stared beyond them at the hospital bed, and the pale figure lying on it. Once again moving as one, the team stepped away and Hotch approached the bed, and the young man resting on it. He silently took in the sight of the pale blue triceratops plushy by Reid's head.
"What's the word?" Hotch asked. "All I was told was that he had been moved to recovery and where to find him."
"Valerie will be back in a bit." Dr. Blair said from her chair in the corner. Hotch blinked, surprised. He hadn't noticed her. Hotch nodded, then looked back down at Reid.
"Has he woken up?"
"… No." Prentiss said. "Technically, we aren't even supposed to be in here. Dr. Tsai pulled some strings."
"Just like I pulled some strings to have the baby moved down here." Dr. Tsai said, walking in. She looked exhausted, but also refreshed from a shower and the cup of coffee in her hand. "I hear you have a healthy son, Agent Hotchner." Hotch offered her a smile, before looking down at his sleeping son. "May I?" He nodded and she approached, setting her cup of coffee down on the bedside table, taking the baby into her arms and smiling down at him. "He's beautiful. He looks like both of you." She said, looking up. But Hotch wasn't looking at her. He was staring down at Reid.
"… How is he?" He asked. Dr. Tsai turned and passed the baby off to Haley, who rested him down in the little bassinet that had been placed by Reid's bedside.
"… There was a LOT of internal damage to repair." Dr. Tsai said, staring down at her patient. "I'm going to be honest… for a while there, I thought I was fighting a losing battle. I didn't think he was going to make it… But he's a fighter, Agent Hotchner." She looked at the man.
"He stayed awake. It took everything he had, but he did it. With Haley's help." And she nodded to Haley, recognizing the woman's efforts to keep Spencer awake on the trip in to the hospital. "Until we had to put him under. But now it's up to him to wake up when he's ready. He has a lot of healing to do. He's going to need to stay in here for a couple of weeks. And he'll be getting all nutrients through IV. His digestive system can't handle anything passing through it right now. He's actually lucky that George Foyet starved him in that aspect… but at the same time… he's incredibly weak. He was dehydrated, and hypothermic… And he nearly died from blood loss. But he's not out of the woods yet. We've repaired all the internal damage and as you can see, he's still getting a blood transfusion, but… I'm worried about infection. We're going to be monitoring him closely, especially for a fever."
"He's still on a respirator…" Hotch murmured, staring at the tracheal tube running down Reid's throat. Dr. Tsai nodded.
"He can breathe on his own, but the fact is… as weak as he is I wanted to take as much as I could off of him. I have a machine breathing for him so that all of his body's resources can be devoted to healing. But I should warn you…" And she looked around to include everyone. "After consulting with several specialists, we've put him into a medically induced coma." Everyone stared at her. "And I'm not going to bring him out of it for at least several days… He needs this."
"… You've brought him this far." Hotch said, staring at her. "I trust you to bring him back."
"Hm… Don't worry, Val. No pressure." Dr. Blair called from the corner. Dr. Tsai just smiled.
"I'll check in on him frequently, Agent Hotchner." She said.
"As will I." Dr. Blair said. "And if any of you need to talk, you have my number."
"Thank you." Hotch said, taking Dr. Blair's hand.
"Actually…" Haley said, softly. Everyone looked at her. "Dr. Blair, there are a couple of things I want to ask you."
"Is something wrong, dear?" Dr. Blair asked.
"Just… questions." Haley said.
"What kind of questions?" Dr. Blair asked.
"Well… I guess… it's more… how do I answer questions that will be asked later."
"… Clarify." Dr. Blair said with a smile.
"… When Jack and Jason start asking questions." Haley said. Dr. Blair blinked, then slowly sat down. Hotch stared at Haley. "What do I do when Jack learns about the birds and the bees and where babies come from… and remembers that I was never pregnant with Jason? And what do I tell Jason when he finds out? What do I tell them when they ask where Jason REALLY came from?"
Hotch sighed. "Tell them the truth." He said. "That the adoption is closed and Jason's mother never signed his birth certificate because he couldn't. That Jason's mother must remain anonymous per his own request."
"So I tell Jack that his daddy fathered a child with someone else…?" Haley said.
"He'll know eventually." Hotch said. "You'll just have to tell them that they're half brothers. But that blood isn't everything."
"And what about when Jason insists on the truth?" Haley asked, walking up to Hotch and staring at him.
"… That will be Spencer's choice." Hotch said softly, turning and laying a hand on the cold, pale fingers lying on the sheets with a needle in the back of the hand.
"… And… what if he's not here to make that choice?" Haley said. The team stared at her, shocked. The fact that she would even suggest that in this moment when they were all crowded around Reid's hospital bed, waiting to see if he would survive his ordeal…
"Come on…" Dr. Blair said, standing and placing a hand on Haley's shoulder. "Let's go get something to eat and talk about this." And she guided Haley out.
"So..." Garcia said, slowly. "You're still going through with the adoption? You and Reid aren't going to..." She trailed off. Hotch just smiled slightly. JJ answered for him.
"Garcia..." She said, smiling. "Having a baby is a full time job. When I had Henry, Will quit. If Hotch and Reid were going to raise the baby together, one of them would have to quit." Garcia blinked.
"Do you really see Hotch or Reid quitting?" Rossi asked with a grin.
"... No, I guess not." Garcia admitted with a sigh, staring down at the baby. "I just feel that after all you guys have been through, you should be able to raise him."
"And we will." Hotch said, smiling. "Just because Haley is adopting Jason, it doesn't mean Reid won't have any part in raising him. In fact, Reid isn't just going to have a hand in raising Jason, but Jack as well. They may not know that Reid is Jason's mother, but they WILL know that Reid is their parent just as much as Haley and I are their parents. Haley and I will make sure of that."
"Now you make it sound like you and Haley are getting back together and you're ditching Reid." Garcia snorted, pouting. Hotch just smiled.
"Never." He said and reached out, brushing his knuckles over Reid's cheek, then slowly turned when Jason began to whimper and fuss. He picked up the baby and cradled him close.
"Shhh… It'll be okay, Jason." Hotch said, softly. Dr. Tsai slipped out and returned a few minutes later with a warm bottle. Hotch accepted it silently and Jason latched on immediately. In addition to having a good set of lungs when angry, he was a good eater, too. Much like his mother...
Hotch just pressed a kiss to Jason's head, then settled into a chair by Reid's bed to watch over him as the sun began to rise.
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