Baby Girl and Her Hot Stuff

Chapter 19

Hey babes! Here's the next chapter! Just warning you, it jumps ahead a little.

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Penelope's POV:

        It's been 6 days. Six days that Derek has been unconscious. Six whole days since the last interaction I had with my husband was yelling at him and running away leaving him in his hospital bed. The feeling of guilt that I've had is unbelievable. The fear that I'd never be able to speak to my husband again has been unbearable.

Emily and JJ have both told me not to worry too much or I'll harm the baby. I don't want that to happen. I love this baby so much already, but I can't help myself. The only person I've truly ever loved is laying right there in that hospital bed hooked up to those machines.

Suddenly I heard something that brought me out of my thoughts. It's Derek. He just groaned. He's okay!

"Derek, Hot Stuff, you're okay," I say wrapping my arms around him and crying into his chest.

"How long have I been out?" He asked.

"Six days, six whole days," I reply.

"Baby Girl, about the baby, I need you to know tha-" he starts to say, but I interrupt him.

"No, don't say it. It's okay. You don't have to-" I say as I cast my eyes down refusing to look at him.

"No, Baby Girl, I have to tell you. Listen to me and listen closely. I absolutely positively want-"

My breath caught in my throat. This is it. He's going to say he doesn't want a baby. He's going to end it. Oh god. My heart feels like it's going to fall out of my chest. I'm about to lose him.

He lifts my chin up to look at him and I move to a sitting position on the side of his bed so I can see his face better. "-to have a baby with you. In fact I want to have a few children with you. I want to raise a family with you, baby. I love you and I couldn't be happier about this baby," I  hear him say and I can't believe it.

"Repeat that please," I say and he leans in as best and as close as he can.

"I. Love. You. And. I. Couldn't. Be. Happier. About. This. Baby." He says and seals each word with a kiss.

I move in closer and bring my lips to his deepening the kiss. We kiss until the need for breath becomes to strong.

"I can't wait until our child is born," I say with a happy expression on my face, "but what are we going to do about our schedules when Morgan Jr. or Penelope Jr. is born?"

"You're not going to like this. I don't think we can raise our baby in a stable environment if we continue to work at the BAU."

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