To you, the most important part of Christmas was the family aspect. You loved having everyone together, eating, and exchanging presents. Christmas was the one time a year where all the Hotchners would be in one place, and any arguments or tension were put aside.

But this year, you wanted to have a small, wholesome family celebration. Just you, Aaron, and Jack. Aaron didn’t question it. Maybe you weren’t feeling up to planning and hosting a big family occasion, and he didn’t blame you.

The three of you were all gathered in the lounge, watching as Jack squealed and laughed as he unwrapped his presents. Towards the end of the pile, he held up a smaller box.

“That one’s for your father, Jack.” you said. Aaron raised an eyebrow, taking the gift from his son.

He assumed that based on the size of the box, you’d gifted him a watch, or maybe a new tie. But wrapped in that ribbon was the greatest gift of all.

“..My love.. You’re pregnant?” he smiled in disbelief.