Everything is fine.... right?

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TW//: Abortion+Abuse (non-descriptive)
(Hotch's POV)
Turns out Emily was highly dehydrated and exhausted... again. She is now highly recommended to drink 48-64 ounces of water a day if not more. Which is extremely unreasonably difficult for her considering the the fact that she used to drink about 16 ounces of water a day. Emily, JJ and especially Elle are now all limited to office work. Actually Morgan informed me that Elle was recommended bed rest but refused.

I rolled over in bed to see Emily sleeping with a peaceful look on her face. We still weren't technically living together but I had decided to have her stay last night because she was dizzy and I didn't want her to be alone and faint. Emily's due date of November 1st was getting closer and closer as the last days of August peeled away. I know Morgan is frantically panicking about Elle going into labor early. Her due date was mid October. He is in an absolute panic about ruining three children all at once. I knew she would do fine. I felt the same way on a lesser scale when Haley was pregnant with Jack. I'm sure JJ felt that way with Henry. All kinds of stuff happens. To be honest, Elle will probably be a better parent then me. I feel like I'm never here for Jack. Or Emily even though I see her a lot I feel like I never see her at all.

You couldn't even tell Alex was pregnant she was almost five months along and hasn't let it effect anything at all. Penelope talks about her baby all the time. She has been pictures in her office, on her phone, on her computer. Sometimes she even sends them to us when we are in the field. It's thoughtful but not even ultrasound pictures can help with that stress.

"Good morning." Emily whispered as she rolled over to look at me. I leaned in and lightly kissed her.

"I love you." I said to her. Lately it seemed as if I was better at expressing my emotions then her. I know she cries at night when she thinks I'm sleeping. I'm not. I'm not exactly sure what she's upset about. I feel like if I ask her it will turn into a big argument. But I've made a decision. It will happen. Tonight. I decided to text Dave. He is an all-knowing spout of knowledge in a completely different way then Reid.

Me: Hey, it's me Aaron. How do you approach Alex with questions about emotions? I'm not sure I know how that works.

Dave: Umm. I don't have this problem of yours. We freely talk about our emotions while we watch ceiling TV. Emily is like my daughter and if I know her like I think I do I probably know what she's thinking about. Just sit her down somewhere comfortable. She likes pillows. And ask her. CALMLY. Aaron I don't know if you know this but you can be extremely intimidating when you're concerned about something. So be CALM. This will be a sensitive subject. Now remember CALM. I have to go make pasta shaped pancakes now. Text me later and tell me how it went.

Me: Thanks Dave. People say I'm intimidating all the time but it's just my resting face I swear. And why pillows? Nevermind. I'm sure I can sort that out before tonight. Bye.

After that I was slightly more confused then before. How come he knew what was wrong and I didn't. Then again we have only been together for less then 8 months. Haley didn't know my middle name until our wedding day. Emily does know that though.

The day went extremely slow. I thumbed through some paperwork at the office and closed on a case where some women was targeting women that looked identical to me for no reason. Well not no reason. But it was a stupid reason. I ate nothing. I don't need to eat. Ever. I eat breakfast and dinner. The end. I think I might be doing that intimidating thing again. Every time I walked past Emily she started chewing her fingernails. At one point I thought she was going to cry if I stood there for one more minute. That confused me too considering even pregnant I had only ever seen her cry seven times in the almost four years we had known each other. At this point I was used to being confused. I went home before Emily as she had decided she wanted to be the one to go get Jack.

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