A/N: So day three, story three in the JJ/Reid saga! There's a baby on the way for the Reid's and I'm as excited as you are to see what happens in the 6 ½ months left in JJ's pregnancy. The BAU team, Jack and Henry all belong to CBS. Blythe McKenzie Hotchner along with Baby (?)Reid belongs to me! The Song: Anything Like Me belongs to Columbia Records and Brad Paisley (Yes, I like his music; his songs are very true to JJ and Spencer's lives.)
This story is a two parter-this is all Spencer's POV
Anything Like Me
Today was the day that Jayje and I would see our baby on the screen. Jayje and I had come home from a case the night before really late and Hotch had given us the morning off, so we would go in after learning what our baby would be. So we would have to tell everyone the gender as soon as the elevator dinged. Henry had the school day off as a teacher in-service day so, he went along with us.
Presently, we were sitting in the doctor's waiting room. Jayje and I were holding hands as Henry read a book. He was turning into me more everyday, as JJ pointed out many times. I was proud of my son, as I was calling Henry now. He was more my son than Will's, as Will was never around, never called or sent child support to JJ. I had sent him a letter yesterday along with a packet asking him to give up his parental rights so I could adopt Henry as my own. I'm expecting one of two things: a strongly worded phone call or him coming up to DC to talk to me personally. I'd rather have the latter. Talking to people about important things can't be solved over 1,084 mile difference.
A nurse called our names and I gathered Henry up. Jayje was weighed and she had gained fifteen pounds since she found out that we were pregnant. She's one pound into her target weight gain at 22 weeks along. By 40 weeks, she should weigh between 147-167 pounds. Jayje groaned at that information. I didn't tell her this but if she did weigh between that at 40 weeks, she'd weigh 10 pounds more than me.
We got into the examination room. Jayje was handed a gown by the nurse. JJ went behind the partition to change. "Spence? Can you help me?" I got up from the chair and went over to the opening of the partition. She was standing with her back towards me. "Tie please?"
"Sorry, sweetie, my hands might be cold." I smirked at her, grabbing the cloth strings. She gasped as my dead hands touched her warm back.
"You weren't kidding were you?" she smiled as she turned back to face me. Her lips brushed against my mouth.
"Mommy, I saw that," Henry giggled. Jayje come around the corner and sat down on the examination table, just as the technician entered the room.
"Good morning, Mrs. Reid. Oh, and Mr. Reid and young…?" the tech questioned, seeing Henry and I.
"Henry!" Henry blurted and giggled.
The technician chuckled. "That's right, you're Henry." She turned to Jayje. "How are you feeling Jen?"
"I've finally finished with morning sickness. I thought that'd never stop. I'm getting to wear more maternity clothes. I'm getting more tired easier, getting more irritable and I feel like a house. Other than that, I'm peachy keen," JJ finished with a smile.
"I'm going to ask you to lay down, please, Jen. Spencer, take her right side so you can see the screen as well. And Henry, could you sit on your Dad's lap?"
"YEAH!" I picked Henry up and put him on my lap, before taking JJ's hand.
The tech took out the jelly and put it on the tip of the wand. "This is gonna be cold, Jen," she said as she pulled Jayje's gown back to reveal her slightly swollen abdomen. When the wand hit her skin, JJ jumped like she had with my hands. As the contact was made, a whirring sound filled the small exam room. "That whirr is the sound of your baby's heartbeat, in case you didn't know. The loud whirr is Jen's, the fast whirr is his or hers." The tech moved the wand around Jen's torso to show us where the child was placed. Suddenly, there was something strange on the screen, which I hadn't expected. "It seems to me, Jen that you are carrying twins!" Twins?
"Yes, Spencer, twins." I hadn't realized I had spoken my shock out loud. "It seems that the placenta's are not connected, which means that you're have fraternal twins. Do you want to know the s—genders of the babies," she substituted sex for gender, remembering that Henry was in the room. Babies! We all nodded and the tech moved the wand around to find the secret spots.
The babies, however, didn't want us to know thier genders. They rolled around and had hands covering their spots in question. Finally, after a few rolls and flips, the babies settled down and the tech was able to get a look at the genitals. "Okay, look towards the corner of the screen. See that little thing right there? You know what that means," she said with a smile. A boy. We were having a son!
I couldn't help but release tears from my eyes. Jayje squeezed my hand, not tearing her eyes from the screen for a minute. A few more probes and rolls the other baby calmed down. "It seems that you are having one of each, Jen and Spence. Congratulations, you two." I was having a girl too!
The tech left us alone with ourselves, to think. Henry looked utterly confused. "Mommy, what does she mean 'twins' and 'fraternal'?"
"'Twins' means that I'm having two babies. Fraternal means that they won't look the same."
"Oh." So are you having a boy or a girl?"
I ruffled his blond head. "You're going to have a sister and a brother, Little Man. Is that okay?"
"One of each? This I gotta tell Jack!" Henry jumped up and down in his excitement.
We got in the car and dropped Henry off at his babysitters. JJ and I got to the FBI headquarters in Quantico and we just sat in the car for a minute before throwing ourselves to the wolves. "I didn't think for a minute that I was carrying twins!" Jayje exclaimed, talking for the first time since dropping off Henry.
"I wouldn't have thought so either, Jayje, but you are and we're going to have to buy two of everything. Plus, onsies in pink and blue.."
"That's where I draw the line, Spence. I'm not making my boy wear just blue and my girl is certainly not wearing pink. If she's anything like you, she'll look good in Purple!"
I chuckled. "I'm so very sorry, Mrs. Reid. I didn't mean to upset you." I spread my large hand over her expanding middle. "You know, when you were pregnant with Henry it was weird to feel him move inside of you. But I think you being pregnant with my babies; I'm not as freaked out by feeling them move."
"I hope not," she said, placing her hand on top of mine. "Because you're going to be feeling them kick a lot, since in the third trimester a baby kicks 30 times an hour to explore movement and build muscle," she quoted me from when she was pregnant with Henry.
"You say I have a good memory?" I chuckled. I leaned down to JJ's belly, lifted her shirt and kissed her belly, and my babies. "I think it's time to face the music." I pulled down her shirt and kissed her lips, before opening my car door. I raced to the other side to open her door.
We got to the sixth floor, hand in hand. The team was all in their said spaces. Emily was sitting at her desk, glancing up at Hotch up in his office every six seconds. Rossi was in his office, reading a book. Pen's office door was closed, as was Derek's. "Hey, guys." I spoke up. Hotch heard my squeak from his office and knocked on his back wall, getting Rossi's attention. JJ had walked down to Pen's bat cave and knocked. She did the same to Morgan's office, and then bolted to my side. We met by Anderson's desk, who was on vacation.
After Pen and Morgan had joined us, Emily asked, "So, how'd it go?"
"Well we got a sonogram of our bundle and we got a surprise," Jayje said, smiling.
I took over for her. "We're going to add two more BAU babies to the family."
Pen squealed. "Oh! Twins! Yay!"
Jayje jumped at Pen's exclamation, as Emily hugged me. "Congratulations, you two."
Morgan clapped my shoulders. "Do you know what they are, Pretty Boy?"
"One boy, one girl," I answered, glaring at him. "Henry's enthralled."
Rossi kissed each of my cheeks. "I knew you had it in you, Doc. Good job, my boy!"
Hotch smirked. "Spoken like a true Italian. But really, congrats to both of you. That is good news. JJ, you have been cleared to fly by our FBI doctors, but not for the field, since you are taking care of three."
"I figured that much," she sighed. "Guess it's just you and I, Penny."
"That's okay with me, my pretty girl!"
The rest of the day went by pretty slowly. We all just finished up reports and many congratulations from our team and other team members as well, as good news travels fast. Jayje and I left around 8:30, the earliest I had ever left. We picked up a slumbering Henry from his babysitter.
I got Henry out of his car seat while Jayje opened the door. While JJ got changed into her pajamas and brushed her teeth, I got Henry ready for bed, without waking him. I turned on his baby monitor, and took the matching one to our room. I changed into my sweats and joined my dozing wife in bed.
"I'm happy, Spence."
I spooned up behind her and placed my hand on her abdomen. "I'm happy too, Jayje."
"As happy as I am, however, we're going to need a bigger house. We can't fit two cribs in this room. And Henry's is the only other room in the house."
I sighed. That meant us shelling out more money than we needed to. Houses nowadays cost more than I cared to know and I really didn't want to buy a new house. But we had to, to make room for our babies. "So three bedrooms?"
"Yeah. The boys can share when the twins get older."
I could just imagine her eyes rolling. "That'll make the teen years fun."
"Fun or not, three bedroom houses are cheaper than four bedroom houses, and we only need three bedrooms."
Jayje turned around to face me, her swelling belly hitting my waist band, sending a pulse down to my manhood. "What happens," she said, absently playing with the light dusting of hair on my chest. "If we would have another boy someday? Are we going to have three boys share a room? No, we're not."
"Jayje, I don't want to sound rude, but I don't really want any more kids. One of each is plenty enough for me; especially with a six year old in the house." I tilted her chin so she would look me in the eyes. "Do you want more kids, having the job we have?"
"No, I guess I don't but we weren't really trying to have the babies I'm carrying now, were we?"
"No. We weren't, sweetheart. Let's get some sleep and we'll talk about this later."
She kissed my lips and snuggled close to my chest. Soon enough, I could feel her bump rise and fall and her breath was steady. My mind wasn't used to getting to bed this early so it started to reel. I could just see my babies now. Our girl being a Daddy's girl, looking like JJ with my eyes. Our boy, being close to Henry, them playing in the back yard, kicking a soccer ball back and forth. He'd look like me to a 'T'.
I remember saying' I don't care either way
Just as long as he or she is healthy, I'm okay
And then the doctor pointed to the corner of the screen
And said, "You see that thing right there? Well, you know what that means"
I started wondering who he was going to be
And I thought heaven help us if he's anything like me.
If he is like me, it's more like scitzophrenic and autistic tendencies. He'll probably climb a tree too tall and ride his bike too fast
End up every summer wearin' something in a cast
He's gonna throw a ball and break some glass in a window down the street.
He's gonna get in trouble, oh, he's gonna get in fights
I'm gonna lose my temper and some sleep
It's safe to say that I'm gonna get my payback if he's anything like me.
He'll probably climb a tree too tall and ride his bike too fast
But he'd better not send me to a mental institution. I'm not as bad as my mother. I can see him right now, knees all skinned up
I can see him right now, knees all skinned up
With a magnifying glass trying' to melt a Tonka truck
Won't he be a sight with his football helmet on?
That'll be his first love 'til his first love comes along
He'll get his heart broke by the time he's in his teens
And heaven help him if he's anything like me.
I didn't play football, I played tee ball. And I did try to melt a Tonka truck with a magnifying glass when I was ten.
He'll probably stay out too late and drive his car too fast
Get a speeding ticket, he'll pay for mowing grass
He's gonna get caught skippin' class
And be grounded for a week.
He's gonna get into trouble, we're gonna get in fights
I'm gonna lose my temper and some sleep
It's safe to say that I'm gonna get my payback
If he's anything like me
He'll probably stay out too late and drive his car too fast
I never skipped class or grounded but not all kids are perfect. I did make my mom loose sleep and I gave her more gray hair that I'd like to admit He's gonna love me
And hate me along the way
The years are gonna fly by
And I already dread the day:
He's gonna hug his mama, he's gonna shake my hand
He's gonna act like he can't wait to leave
But as he drives out he'll cry his eyes out
If he's anything like me
He's gonna love me
I did. I was in a carpool on my way to college and I cried when I left Mom all by herself. Of course, I was twelve when I went to college. And I hope to the Gods that he doesn't graduate high school at twelve.
I slowly felt my eye lids getting heavy and sleep was calling me. There are worst folks to be like. Oh, he'll be alright, if he's anything like me.