XLIII

My alarm went off around one, which normally would've bothered me, but given the events of today, only caused my excitement to grow. I sat up from my bed and grabbed my phone, silencing it's repetitive sounds as I moved towards the side of the mattress. I threw my legs over the edge as I rubbed my eyes and called Reid, pulling the phone up to my ear. He picked up on the third ring, but didn't say anything.


"You there?" I asked.


"Yeah, sorry, I was just talking to the realtor. What's up?"


"I, uh, just finished," I lied, biting my bottom lip.


"How'd it go?"


"Good, I think." I narrowed my eyes curiously. Up until this morning Reid knew I was still undecided, so my guess at to what his reaction might be was still a mystery. I knew in the end he'd be supportive either way, but something inside me wondered if he'd be disappointed too. I mean, he was part of the reason I got the opportunity in the first place, so I couldn't really blame him if he was.


"What did you say?" He asked the question cautiously, which only made my sudden nervousness on the matter worse.


"I said no." I swallowed hard and closed my eyes, hearing him let out a sigh that somehow sounded relieved. "Is that okay?"


"It's more than okay," he responded, "honestly, after the last time we talked I was kind of nervous about you coming back."


"Really?"


"Yeah. Obviously it's your choice, but I'm not gonna lie, the idea was starting to freak me out."


His reaction, while somewhat surprising, still made sense. Ever since I started showing he'd become increasingly invested in my well being, which was fine. Though, sometimes I had to admit he could be a little overbearing. Deep down, I knew he was just trying to make me feel good. Being pregnant sucked and it wasn't like I was hiding it. Every chance I could I found a reason to complain, despite my better judgement telling me not too, and every time I did he was always there to help.


"I think Hotch was the one to finally talk me out of it," I admitted.


"Hotch is a smart guy," Reid responded with a laugh.


I smiled and stood from the mattress, letting out a low groan. "How's house hunting?"


"Bad," Reid replied with a sigh, "most places are too small or out of our price range." I could tell he was disappointed, which physically hurt my chest to think about. At this point we'd spent a couple of weeks searching with no luck and I could tell it was getting to him.


"We'll find one. We still got uh..." I narrowed my eyes, trying to think of the right number.


"One hundred and fifty-four days."


"Yes, that number. We have that many days left."


Reid merely laughed.


"It's not funny. Pregnancy brain is a real thing and it's killing my intelligence."


"You know the brain fog you're experiencing is most likely caused by the amount of hormonal changes you're going through. That and the increased levels of stress and lack of sleep you've been getting."


I rolled my eyes. "Thanks, Dr. Smart Ass, you got any other diagnosis's for me?"


"Some women are sensitive to changes in progesterone, which tends to make them more irritable," he responded. I could almost hear the smirk plastered across his lips.


"I sense some hostility coming from your end of the phone call so I'm gonna let you go so I can get up and get ready."


"I thought you were ready?" He questioned slyly.


I closed my eyes, holding back the urge to swear as I wandered over to the dresser and opened it up. As I did, it loudly squeaked causing me to cringe.


"You went home didn't you?"


I let out a sigh of defeat. "I did and I had the best nap of my life."


"That seems unfair."


"I'm sure it does, but so is life, so I really don't know what to tell you," I joked.


"You could tell me you love me and apologize for napping without me," he retorted.


I snorted and grabbed a fresh pair of underwear, along with a sports bra. "I could. Or I could inform you that after our appointment we're going to Rossi's for dinner and then hang up."


"We're going to-"


I hung up and laughed, tossing my phone onto the dresser before moving towards my closet. I grabbed an oversized tee shirt dress before making my way to the bathroom to get ready. As I passed my phone I heard it vibrate, causing me to laugh even harder.


I got ready in just over an hour, which was probably a record considering how hard it was to shave now that I basically had a bowling ball attached to my stomach. Once done, I grabbed my phone, smiling as I read the angry text messages from Reid.


You're so mean. I tried calling, but you didn't answer so now I'm texting.


TEXTING ISLA. I DON'T TEXT.


I can't believe I'm marrying such a rude woman.


I'm going to tell our kids about how mean you are so they like me better.


I bit my lip and sent him a heart emoji, feeling the need to continue my sass. After that I grabbed my bag and threw my phone inside, letting out a heavy sigh as I walked up the steps.


By now it was just past two, which gave me enough time to grab a coffee and head to the clinic. Excitedly, I ran out of the house and hopped into Luke's car, once again turning up the radio as I pulled out of the driveway and onto the road. On the way I stopped at our usual spot, grabbing a pair of coffees (despite Reid's rule) and doused them in sugar. Once done, I hopped back in the car and continued my journey.


When I arrived at the clinic I spotted Reid outside. He was leaning against the building, reading his book. I smiled at the sight of him and honked my horn, causing him to jump and glare in my direction. When he realized it was me he rolled his eyes, clutching his chest with one hand, while he put his book away with the other. I laughed and slowly got out, groaning at the amount of effort it took just to get one leg out.


"So rude," he shook his head as he made his way to my side. He offered me his hand, which I gladly took, flashing him a thankful grin as he pulled me upwards.


"I got you coffee." I slid out of the way and pointed to the cupholder, which housed our drinks. When he noticed I got two he gave me a narrow eyed look. I rolled my eyes in response. "A coffee a day isn't going to kill me."


"Two might," he smirked.


I scoffed and shook my head, watching as he leaned into the car to grab both cups. As he did I stared at his butt, fighting back the urge to smack it.


"So, Rossi's, huh?" He handed me my coffee as he closed the door.


I nodded as both of us started walking. "The team is planning some sort of gender reveal party," I responded. "Well, I mean, kind of. Obviously they don't know the gender, so I guess it's more of a gender celebration thing?" I scrunched up my face in confusion as I took a sip of my drink. The second it hit my tongue I felt at peace.


"I think Garcia mentioned it the other day," he responded. He took a couple of quick steps forward to open the door for me.


I smiled as I passed, giving him a quick kiss on my way in. We walked up the receptionist and gave her the gist. Thankfully, she recognized us, so instead of asking us a bunch of questions she just sent us on our way. Like before, we wandered to the same room, smiling once we saw Maddie sitting in her usual spot.


"Hey guys!"


"Hi!" I gave her an excited wave, while Reid just nodded his head.


"How've you been?"


"Good. Busy, but good," I responded with a shrug.


"I can only imagine," she responded with a sigh. "Well, I'm sure you guys are excited to find out the genders so I'll just get you to take these and change like last time, okay?" She handed me a set of scrubs.


Quickly, I scurried to the bathroom and changed. Unlike last time, the amount of effort it required to pull on the pants was sweat inducing and when I was done I felt slightly winded. Once dressed, I pushed open the door with a heavy breath and tossed my clothes into my bag, flashing Reid a tired look as I hopped up on the bed.


Without a word I pulled my shirt upwards, watching Maddie reach for the disgusting gel. She put a huge dollop on her gloved fingertips and flashed me an apologetic smile before rubbing it on my stomach. The coolness of it almost took my breath away, which Reid seemed to notice, because the next thing I knew he was rubbing my arm.


"Alright, so we're pretty much just gonna do the same thing as last time, but we'll be looking more closely at the positioning. I know you guys are excited and you really wanna know the gender, but I'm gonna warn you now sometimes results can be inconclusive." She gave us a sheepish look as she grabbed the wand-like object.


"Well, let's just hope for the sake of my sanity we figure it out," I responded with a nervous laugh.


Maddie nodded and started working. Slowly, but surely she moved the wand across my stomach, eyeing the screen beside us carefully. Right off the bat I almost gasped at the sheer size of them. At this point they sort of looked like real people, which was wild to think about. There were literally two humans inside of me right now and here I was just going about my life.


"That's so weird," I mumbled.


Reid snorted and grabbed my hand. When I looked over I saw him shaking his head.


"It's weird, right?"


"It's a little weird," he responded.


Maddie chuckled and moved the wand, her eyes narrowing once she found a decent angle. For a while the three of us stared at the screen, curiously scanning the two tiny bodies that housed themselves in my abdomen. As much as I wanted to ask what she was thinking I forced myself to remain silent, fearing that if I talked too much she'd get annoyed. The last thing I wanted to do was piss off my ultrasound tech so instead of talking I bit my thumbnail and waited anxiously.


Reid gripped my hand. I looked over to see his reaction only to be met with a pair of furrowed brows. I scanned his face in anticipation, wondering if somehow he'd managed to already guess the gender. Frankly, if he had, I wouldn't be surprised. The guy was a genius and even though he wasn't a trained technician I'm sure he could give Maddie a run for her money.


"Well I'll be," Maddie mumbled. She turned her attention to us, a smile breaking out across her lips as she pointed to the screen.


"What?" I asked excitedly. My eyes darted between her and Reid, frantically searching their faces for answers.


"Looks like someone's about to be outnumbered," she said with a wink.


I gave her a confused look. "Please tell me there's not a third one in there," I groaned and closed my eyes, throwing my head back onto the pillow. Growing two was bad enough.


"Oh, god no!" She chuckled nervously and shook her head before pointing to a section of the screen. Both Reid and I learned forward a bit, scanning the darkened space for a couple of moments.


"Boys," Reid mumbled, holding back a smile.


I darted my gaze towards his, widened my eyes. How he had managed to see that was beyond me, but honestly I didn't care. We were having boys, which personally I thought was best case scenario. As cute as girls were, like Issac once said, if I ever had kids I wanted them to be boys. I let out a sigh of relief and closed my eyes again, feeling weirdly fuzzy. A nervous giggle fell from my lips and as it did, I heard Reid stand up.


He pressed a kiss to my forehead and when I opened my eyes I saw him still hovering over top of me, smiling like an idiot.


"We're having boys," I repeated happily.


"Was that what you wanted?" Maddie asked.


I looked over and nodded, unable to wipe the permanent smile attached to my face. At that moment I felt like crying, which based on my recent track record wasn't the least bit surprisingly. Thanks to the hormones I cried at almost everything now.


The rest of the appointment went as smoothly as possible, which was great considering how weirdly emotional I felt. After Maddie said her goodbyes we had a quick meeting with Dr. Farrell, during which we discussed the details or our birthing plan among other things. When we finished I quickly changed back into my dress and stared at myself in the mirror. Reid and I were having twin boys and even though I was fully aware of it happened it somehow still didn't feel real.


As I left the bathroom I saw Reid standing near the doorway. He was staring at one of the posters on the wall; his eyes scanning the anatomical details of a fetus with his arms crossed over his chest. I smiled at the sight and ran towards him, wrapping my arms around his torso as I pressed my cheek to his back. Once attached, he let out a happy sigh and turned to face me, placing his palms on my shoulders.


"Hi," I mumbled happily, moving my face to his chest, which felt warm against my skin.


"Hi."


"I love you."


He kissed the top of my head. "I love you, too."

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