Jennifer Jareau's POV
It has been a few days that I'm at Emily's with her. Emily has stayed in bed since her arrival and only got up to go to the bathroom.
I'm preparing the dinner. I decided to make Fajitas. As Spence and the kids already passed by, Emily and I won't be bothered and she could take the time to rest. Emily's doctor is supposed to come tomorrow to check on her baby and on her too. Once the Fajitas are ready, I put them in two plates and I get upstairs to Emily's bedroom. Before I knock, I hear her. I think she's singing something. I decide to stay silent and listen to her.
"One side of the city that doesn't exist, the light sparkles but doesn't appear to me. I have Jesus and the church behind me, but there is nothing moving forward, my prayers are speechless. But sink, sink my heart inside, I throw it over you, hung with cement. But sink, sink, sink my feelings, I no longer see around, not even forward. Back home, I wonder why, still alone, I must mourn. I have a memory of you in my head, your perfect face, come back to me perhaps. My heart's stuck inside, it hurts to think that you're somewhere else. But sink, sink my heart inside, I throw it over you, hung with cement. But sink, sink, sink my feelings, I no longer see around, not even forward. I have Jesus and the church behind me, but there is nothing moving forward, my prayers are speechless. But sink, sink my heart inside, I throw it over you, hung with cement. But sink, sink, sink my feelings, I no longer see around, not even forward."
I try to hold back my tears as I knock on the door before getting in.
"You heard me, didn't you?" She asks me.
"Yes. I didn't know you had such a beautiful voice. Did you write that for Aaron?" I say as I put Emily's plate on a tray before giving it to her.
"Thanks, and yes, but it's just a little piece of shit that got out of my head. I had to write it down, but it's stuck in my head..."
"I find this beautiful. I love the lyrics."
I sit on the bed, next to her.
"Do you wanna watch a movie tonight?" I ask her.
"I don't know... I'm kinda tired..."
"It's okay, I'm tired too. Your doctor also called earlier to warn you that she's going to come tomorrow."
Emily nods. Suddenly, she stops everything she's doing.
"Em'? Are you okay?" I ask, worried that we might have to go to the hospital tonight.
She doesn't answer and simply takes my hand. She puts it on her middle.
"Do you feel that?" She asks, smiling.
I don't answer as I feel her 28-week-old daughter kicking, I just smile.
"And you? How're you feeling? You're 7 weeks, aren't you?"
"Yes... And I won't lie to you... I feel awful... My boobs hurt, I have morning sicknesses, I'm always tired, I always have to pee, I have headaches, I feel enormous... You know, one of the worst part of the pregnancy... But I'm sure it'll pass. And next weekend, I have an appointment at the hospital. But I heard that Dave had the idea to take a few days off to help to prepare your daughter's bedroom, do you have an idea where her bedroom could be?"
"Maybe Aaron's office? It's the right size for a baby's room and I don't think Aaron will need it anymore."
"Dave said he will deal with the cost. So you don't have to worry about it."
"That's nice! I wouldn't have had the time to do it myself since I'm ridden till the end of my pregnancy!"
She laughs a bit. That's the first time I hear her laugh since Aaron died, I think she's starting to feel better!

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Moving Forward
Fanfiction{Profile My Heart's sequel} **Read Profile My Heart before** After what they have been through, everything has changed. JJ and Spencer are living a dream with their children; Hope and Jaeden. And what about Emily and Hotch who love their adopted chi...