Chapter 20

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"Is Spencer okay?" Remi asked as her girlfriend put all the clothes she took in Vegas and put them in the washing machine.

Emily shrugged. "I'm not sure. Morgan texted me that Reid thinks he witnessed a murder of a kid when he was a kid himself. He's been having nightmares, I guess. And it has to do with his father that abandoned him. That bastard."

"Poor Spencer," Remi murmured as she helped Emily put in the clothes. "So Derek and Dave stayed with him in Las Vegas? That's nice."

"I think the rest of us would have stayed too, but at least some of us had to come home if we got another case," Emily explained before starting the machine. "The guys will be there for him, though. And if he gets some answers, it will all be worth it."

Remi watched her girlfriend carefully, trying to get a better understanding of her. "So do you all talk about your personal lives and your pasts as a team?"

The profiler shook her head. "Not usually. We are all pretty private people. But sometimes the past does come out, whether we like it or not. But we all understand on some level to not profile each other. It's hard not to, though."

"Have you profiled me?" Remi asked her curiously.

Emily's eyes met her girlfriend's. "No," She replied simply. "I don't need to."

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Garcia and Jordan Todd all looked at JJ when she let out a deep breath after clenching through some pain.

"What's with the wincing?" Penelope asked her friend with worry drowning her voice. "You okay?"

JJ shook her head and tried to fake a smile for all her friends. "I'm fine."

Jordan looked unconvinced. "Are you sure? I noticed this earlier."

Garcia leaned forward in her chair, knowing something wasn't right. "Earlier? How often?"

"Um..." She said, closing her lips together. "In the last hour, I'd say every ten minutes."

"JJ!" Garcia exclaimed excitedly. "Why didn't you tell anyone?"

JJ looked up from her chair, toward the ceiling. "Because I am not due for another three weeks."

Garcia pulled off her earpiece and squealed, "News flash, you're in labor!"

JJ shook her head rapidly. "No, no, no, no. Because Reid needs us right now. And I-"

"Uh-uh. You need you, right now. Come on, get up!" She helped her friend get up from the chair she was sitting in and helped direct her to the elevator. "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm not a doctor. I don't even play one on TV. But, I do believe that young JJ's going into labor."

Hotch, who was in earshot, said, "Are you okay? I'll get the car. What else do you need?"

JJ thought about it for a second, and then after groaning from pain once again, she answered, "Emily. Get me, Emily. I need Emily."

Hotch nodded and started moving to find where Emily had gone in this time of need.

Garcia helped JJ walk into the elevator. As the elevator descended, she kept telling her, "Breathe and walk. Breathe and walk," as if it were a mantra.

Once the elevator opened, the walked outside of the building where Hotch had already been waiting for them in the SUV. Garcia opened the passenger side door for her, and JJ wobbled into the seat.

"JJ!" Emily called out from the back seat. "Are you okay?"

The blonde looked behind her and saw an almost white colored Emily. She chuckled. "Apparently, I'm doing better than you."

Emily let out a quiet laugh. "Haha. Let's get a move on, Hotch."

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