After we finished up at the station Reid and I went back to the hotel. On our way, Morgan drove and grilled us about the proposal. Like usual, the fact that we'd kept things a secret didn't sit right with him and although he respected our privacy to a degree, he obviously wanted to know more than what we were letting on.

"I don't know what to tell you. He just asked me." I shrugged and hopped out of the car. Behind me, Reid got out of the backseat, immediately lacing his hand in mine as he wandered to the front of the building.

"No big show?" Morgan questioned, raising his brow at Reid. He moved towards the door and pulled it open, holding it in place for us to walk through.

"You know, despite what you may think, not all proposals have to be over the top," he stated, tightening his grip on my hand. He gave Morgan a thankful nod as we passed into the building.

"Maybe not for you two," Morgan replied with a smile, "you guys are boring."

I opened my mouth in fake offence, placing my hand on my chest. As I did, both of them let out a laugh. "Excuse me for appreciating the simplicity of things."

"There ain't nothing simple about your guys's relationship, believe me. It's as complicated as it gets."

"Was complicated," I corrected.

Morgan rolled his eyes and followed us towards the stairwell. Together the three of us walked to our floor. On the way up, Reid and Morgan talked about their weekend plans, while I struggled to keep up. I hadn't realized until now how much a pair of children growing inside your stomach weighed down on you and with each passing step it felt like I was being drenched; the space under my armpits pooling with sweat. I gripped tightly onto Reid's hand and motioned him to slow down, earning myself a look of worry before he inevitably did as I asked.

By the time we got to our door I was breathing so heavily I could barely say goodbye to Morgan. He gave me a hug and told us he'd see us in a few days, while I merely gave him a nod and a wave, watching as he retreated to his bedroom.

"Are you okay?" Reid asked with a laugh, resting his hand on my back.

"Being fat is hard," I replied, gripping my stomach.

He leaned over and planted a kiss on the side of my face, giving my back a quick rub before fishing out his room key and opening the door. He filed in behind me and moved to the mini fridge. Without saying a word he grabbed me a bottle of water. "I wouldn't necessarily classify you as fat," he retorted.

I moved to sit on the bed, letting out a heavy sigh as I made contact with the mattress. As he spoke, Reid moved to the space next to me and handed the bottle over. I smiled in response and rubbed his leg, playing with the fabric of his slacks. "Yeah, well, that's because you think I'm pretty."

"You are pretty," he immediately replied.

"Pretty fat," I joked. After that I opened the bottle and took a sip, wiggling my brows in his direction.

He snorted and shook his head, taking a moment to look at my face before eventually turning his attention towards the door. "I'm gonna go down and talk to the receptionist about extending our stay. Want anything while I'm down there?"

I shook my head and sipped my water, watching as he gave me one last back rub before moving to his feet and wandering to the door.

After he left I moved to lie down, feeling the emotional weight of the last few days take over my body. With a groan, I palmed my eyes and let out a yawn, feeling the sudden urge to sleep.

The second I closed my eyes I felt my mind begin to wander. It wasn't like me to feel so exhausted all the time, so the constant fatigue I'd been experiencing lately was definitely a cause for concern. Deep down, I figured it was mostly due to the fact that I was literally creating life. However, a part of me was also aware that the amount of stress I'd been under was probably another factor. Having the love of your life get kidnapped because of something you did was a pretty big stressor and while I knew Reid was fine, I wasn't sure if I'd be.

When Reid returned I snapped out of my train of thought, offering him a tired grin as he plopped down on the bed next to me.

"So?" I questioned, raising my brow.

"Everything's good to go," he replied, "for now we just relax." He threw his hands behind his head and settled into the mattress, closing his eyes as he released a heavy sigh. The sight of his suddenly relaxed posture made me laugh, causing him to peek open one eye and flash me a grin. "What?"

"You look cute when you're relaxed."

"Well, don't get used to it. We have a big day planned."

I frowned and shuffled closer to him. "I thought you said it was time to relax."

"For now, yes, but later we have plans."

"You've already made plans?" I questioned in surprise.

He nodded his head and reached for my hand, placing it neatly on top. "I figured since you've never been to Vegas I should show you around," he stated cooly.

"But I'm sleepy." I threw my head back onto the pillow dramatically, which in turn caused him to laugh. As he did, he pulled me in closer and kissed my face, taking the time to tighten his grip around my torso.

"Sleep is for the weak."

Even though he was most definitely wrong, I merely just agreed with him, feeling too tired to argue. It was evident at this point that when Reid set his mind to something it was hardly worth changing. Thanks to his overtly passionate nature it made it hard for him to see the other options sometimes; which in this case was taking a nap rather than exploring the strip.

As exhausted as I was though, I found it hard to hide my obvious excitement. Aside from working cases I hadn't really traveled all that much. The constant planning and budgeting never appealed to me, so for years I merely settled for simple outings like road trips, which clearly weren't the same. I remember when Reid first found out that I hadn't gone traveling he was genuinely sad. According to him the world was a beautiful place I deserved to explore, which was a statement that my heart soar.

Growing up I never felt like I deserved anything; at least without work. So, the fact that he deemed me worthy of something so fun without putting in the effort really made me feel good; like I was truly spending my life with the right the person.

I found myself smiling at the thought of getting to spend my time with him and as I did, he glanced in my direction. He returned my smile and moved his hand to the side of my face, gently thumbing my cheek while he narrowed his eyes. I bit my lip and pushed myself closer, feeling his other hand move to meet my side to strengthen the movement. The feeling his hand against the fabric of my shirt sent a series of shivers up my spine, which in turn caused him to laugh and close the space between us. Without a second thought I followed his lead, moving my lips in time with his. The amount of pressure he exuded against my mouth was enough to dizzy my head, which unfortunately caused me to laugh.

When I pulled away he reluctantly let me go, releasing a plume of air from his nostrils.

"Sorry, you're just..." I paused to think of the right word, glancing at his lips, which were rosy and swollen. I bit my lip again at the sight before looking back down, feeling my heart flutter inside my chest.

"You're just," he repeated with a chuckle.

I rolled my eyes and reached for the front of his shirt, roughly balling up a section of it in my hand before pushing him away and shaking my head. "We should probably get up."

"Probably," he agreed, "otherwise I might have to cancel our plans to stay in bed all day."

I snorted and moved to sit up, letting out a groan as I clutched my stomach for support. From my side, Reid sat up too, offering me his hand. With a sigh I took it, watching a loving smirk appear on his face as he slid off the bed, pulling me up with him. "Don't need my help, huh?"

"Shut up, nerd."

After that we ended up showering; making sure to do things separately at an attempt to make up time. While inside, I scrubbed my body aggressively, feeling the mental dirtiness of the last few days coat my skin. I didn't want to feel that pain anymore, especially while on our sort of vacation.

In the end, Liam and Vince were just two people I had the unfortunate pleasure of meeting and now that things were over I didn't need to think of them anymore. Both of them could become a memory. A memory, that while hard to forget, wouldn't have to be so forward anymore.

When I finished I stepped out and grabbed one of the towels. With a shake I wrapped it over my shoulders and brought the end to my face, letting out a heavy breath as I moved towards the mirror. I threw my hair into a messy bun at the top of my head and moved the towel to my torso, carefully tucking the edge against my chest in order to keep it steady. At that point, Reid knocked on the door before pushing his way in, offering me another smile as he moved to stand behind me, snaking his arms around me. "I thought you fell asleep, you were in there so long," he joked.

I rolled my eyes and leaned to grab some face wash, ignoring his sudden physical advances. "Showering takes time when you're growing a human."

"And you're growing two," he responded with an eyebrow raise.

I nodded back and poured some wash into my hands, rubbing it along the length of my palms before slathering it onto my cheeks and moving it around. As I did, Reid let me go and moved to my side.

"Do you like the name Morpheus?" He questioned.

I turned to face him and scrunched up my face, running my hands along the edge of my chin.

He laughed at my response, running his fingers through his hair. "Didn't think so."

"You want to name one of our kid's Morpheus?" I asked with a laugh.

"Not really. I mean, I like the idea of our kids having name's with unique origins. Morpheus was the Greek god of sleep and dreams and was said to have sent human figures into the dreams of humans, while his brother sent off animals." He narrowed his eyes and stared at the floor as he crossed his arms over his chest. "I just think it's kind of neat."

"I mean, Greek mythology is pretty cool."

"There's just so many interesting stories with beautiful meanings and I really think there's a lot of potential in terms of naming," he explained.

I nodded in agreement and turned on the tap, running my hands under the water for a couple of seconds before leaning forward and throwing it on my face. Carefully, I scrubbed off the bubbles that covered my skin, listening to Reid rattle off a couple more examples of potential names.

The excitement in his voice while he spoke made my whole body tingle. The love he already felt for these unborn boys was something so perfect I couldn't explain. I always knew he'd dreamt of becoming a father. Back at the BAU him and JJ always talked about the details and the what ifs, especially after her and Will announced their engagement.

I remember coming home from a case and sitting next to them. I was already half asleep and leaning my head against the wall, while they discussed the details of childbirth. Like usual, Reid was spouting off his usual facts, while JJ merely listened, offering up points of her own when he managed to take a break. By the end of his explanation I opened my eyes again and rolled them at JJ who merely just laughed.

After that JJ asked if I'd ever consider kids. I remember thinking really hard about it before answering, because in all honesty I hadn't. For some odd reason though, in that moment I shrugged and gave her a maybe; adding that it'd had to be with the right person. I guess Reid must've known I was talking about him, because after I said it his face seemed to light up; the centre of his cheeks raising in heat as he glanced down at the book in his lap.

At that point JJ must've sensed the sudden tension, because after that she asked Reid the same question, raising her brow in curiosity as she offered us both a smirk. It was obvious to us the answer was a resounding yes. Reid was great with kids and often admitted to the rest of us how cool it'd be to have a few of his own. Because of this, her question caused him to become unnecessarily flustered. The redness of his cheeks and the sudden lack of confidence in his words made JJ realize what was going on, which in turn revealed the fact that we definitely liked each other. 

I remember feeling so embarrassed that I had to force myself not to close my eyes when Reid looked over and nodded his head, saying, "uh, yeah, w-with the right person."

"What about Perseus?" Reid eventually asked, pulling me from my thoughts.

I blinked and finished wiping my face, moving to turn off the tap before standing back up and narrowing my eyes. "Son of Zeus, right?"

"And Danaë," he added, "as an infant he was actually cast into the sea with his mother by his grandfather Acrisius of Argo, because it was prophesied that he would be killed by his grandson."

"Classic parricide," I joked.

Reid snorted and nodded his head. "Yeah, well, all forms of attempted murder are fairly common in Greek mythology, I suppose."

I chuckled at his statement and moved to grab a face cloth, watching from the corner of my eye as he rubbed his face and let out a yawn. I pressed my lips together and dried off my face, debating the name choice. In all honesty, I kind of liked it. It was unique and easy to pronounce and offered the option of a nickname, which was something I always liked the idea of. 

"I kind of like Perseus," I replied with a shrug.

Reid moved his hands from his face and raised his brow, popping open his mouth. "Really?"

I nodded. "We could call him Percy for short?" I suggested.

His open mouth broke into a smile as he nodded back. The sudden brightness of his expression warmed my heart, which in turn caused me to toss aside the cloth in my hand and move to grab his face. Without missing a beat I pressed my lips against his, feeling his palms slide to the small of my back.

When we pulled away we breathed in unison, the edges of our lips pulling upwards to produce a set of smiles. At that moment I felt so strangely connected to him that the thought of letting him go made me want to cry.

"Well, that's one name down, I guess," I said happily.

He awkwardly chuckled and nodded, pushing his forehead against my own as he ran his hands along my back. "I guess so."