[Comprehensive British and American] Vector of love

Looking at the sun block cut out by the window lattice on the floor, Trista stepped into Liz's gallery happily.Although she is the owner of the gallery, now Liz has taken over all the layout and exhibition here.

Worried that she would not be able to take on so much work alone, Trista asked Angela to help.Angela is also a great touch and has a passion for these things.In addition, she has such a good personality, and she can also give Liz some correct guidance in life.

"Wow, it's really great here. It would be great if I could add an area to drink some drinks." Trista narrowed her eyes, the sun made her suddenly sleepy, and she wanted to lie down and sleep.

"Oh, sweetheart, you don't want people to spill drinks on your paintings, do you?" Angela shook her head and laughed.

"Okay, we can give everyone a drink, and if they particularly hate a piece of work, they can just pour it on it. This is also a kind of modern art, right?" Trista also laughed, she really doesn't care , and did not regard his own work as supreme.

"Okay, we can just do that." Liz didn't even think about other people's feelings, she just found this kind of catharsis very direct and interesting.

"But first you have to find a painter who is willing to cooperate with you." Angela continued to shake her head. These two beauties are really unique, but luckily they are rich and can do whatever they want.

"I am willing." Trista has a lot of paintings, but she has always just painted for fun, and never thought of collecting them.

"Mine is fine too." Liz quickly joined in. She is still very dependent on Trista, but the gallery has taken a lot of her energy away, and she won't want to pester her all the time. up.

"Okay, I'll join too, but I'll only donate works that I'm not satisfied with." Angela smiled helplessly and raised her hands.

"Okay then, let's go eat, I'm hungry." Trista rubbed her stomach so as not to growl later.

"It's still early, haven't you had breakfast?" Angela looked at the time, it was just past 11 o'clock.

"I ate it, I don't know why, I'm very hungry today." Trista couldn't wait any longer, she pulled the two into the car.

When she arrived at the restaurant, she ordered a lot of her favorite dishes.But when the dishes were served, she didn't start to eat for a long time.

"What's the matter, sweetheart, didn't you say you were hungry?" Angela was really not hungry, but the presentation of the dishes in this store was very good, and she immediately whetted her appetite.

"I'm hungry, but I..." Trista covered her mouth, she didn't know why she suddenly had an urge to vomit.

"Oh, oh, oh, I see!" Angela became excited. She slapped the table, but her brain twitched and she couldn't say what she wanted to say.

Trista couldn't wait for her anymore, she stood up and ran into the bathroom.

"She's pregnant." Liz said calmly, looking at Trista's figure.

Angela quickly reached out her hand and held her, "Honey, you will also find someone who truly loves you and have your own life."

"Well, I know." Liz nodded, and then laughed, "Trusta's daughter must be very similar to her, so when the three of us walk down the street, people will think we are triplets. "

"Hehe" Angela laughed awkwardly, it seems that she misunderstood.

After throwing up in the toilet, Trista thought about it as she washed her face.I definitely didn't eat my belly badly, I must be pregnant.

She and Rhett have been a little bit addicted for a while now, with no restraint and no safety measures.Morgan felt distressed that Rhett's eye circles were dark again, but he just thought that Rhett was too tired from work, and he didn't expect his younger brother to be so unrestrained.

"Hey, Rhett, are you still worried about Trista? Or Liz? Speak up and I can help." Morgan walked to Rhett's desk and looked down at his cheek.It felt like he lost a pound every day.

"No." Reid looked at the case information without even raising his head, "Trista is fine, and now Liz is also busy with the gallery, so she doesn't have time to take care of us."

"That's good." Morgan touched his chin, he really couldn't see anything wrong with Rhett.Although he is also a very good profiler, he is really not good at hiding his emotions.

"But I have a question..." Reid pursed his lips, and then looked at Morgan, "Well, what frequency is healthier for that kind of thing?"

"Which thing?" Morgan was stunned for a moment, unable to figure out what Rhett was asking.

"It's just..., with my girlfriend..." Rhett licked his lips, stuttering unexpectedly.In normal times, he can say any vocabulary without expression.But now that I really have a girlfriend, it becomes difficult to talk about it.

"Oh, hahaha, my God." Morgan laughed exaggeratedly, accidentally choked on saliva, and coughed desperately for a long time.

Rhett pouted, he knew he shouldn't ask.

Morgan stopped Reid and kept asking questions. Although he passed on his experience by the way, most of the time he was just joking.

Rhett knew that he would definitely hold on to this topic for at least half a year, but there was nothing he could do.

Carrying the bag, I went home exhausted.As soon as he opened the door, Trista hugged him.

"Oh, you don't look happy today." Trista pinched his face, making the corners of his lips curl up.

"I'm just a little tired." Rhett lowered his head and leaned against her forehead.

"Then what should we do?" Trista raised her head and gently rubbed the tip of his nose.

"What to do?" Rhett laughed, stroking her blonde hair completely wrong.He picked her up and went straight to the bedroom.

"Stop it!" Trista slapped him on the hand, making him put himself down, "I want to tell you something very serious."

"Go ahead." Rhett sat on the bed with her, straightened his shirt and straightened his shoulders.

Trista smiled, took his hand and put it on her lower abdomen, "Congratulations to you and me, after the next nine months, we will be even less sleep deprived."

Rhett looked at Trista, then glanced at her still flat belly, feeling a little overwhelmed for a moment.The brain had told him the answer, but he couldn't process it.

Never in his life had there been such a moment.

Just like when he first found his favorite thing and saw his favorite book when he was a child, the whole world seemed to be lit with countless splendid fireworks, which exploded one after another, incomparably gorgeous.

But all this was so unreal, he had never even fantasized about it.

"What's wrong?" Trista reached out and touched his face again.His expression made her feel a little distressed. Although she is also a person without a family, she grew up with many children since she was a child, and her life in the orphanage is not bad, without any psychological shadow.Compared with him, her childhood was really good.

"It's nothing..., I just..., I just feel very happy." Rhett buried his face in her blond hair, he didn't want her to see him cry.He's a soon-to-be father, and he's got to be strong.

Trista felt her ears were wet. She heard his voice, and her hearing was slowly recovering.She laughed and hugged him into her arms, "Well, I feel very happy too."

The two of them went to the hospital together the next day, and they had to do some checkups right from the start.

Looking at the mothers waiting for the check-up in the corridor, Rhett's touched feeling from last night came up again.He lamented the miracle of human beings, in such a big universe, on such a planet on the edge of the Milky Way, they can live so hard.

After confirming that she was pregnant and all indicators were normal, Trista sat in the office completely.Rhett still flies around when he has a case, and stays with Trista at home when he has no case.

Because of the birth of their first child, they had to buy a new house.

This time they chose a middle-class neighborhood where almost every household has children.Rhett was excited to choose the wallpaper and furniture, and he was surprised by the changes in himself.

He cares more and more about the things and people around him, and he is more and more willing to communicate with ordinary people, even if they still don't understand him most of the time.

Reid doesn't care about being able to become a normal person and live an ordinary life.But the appearance of Trista made him perceive this ordinary happiness, which was actually the happiness he had always longed for.

Touching Trista's growing belly, Rhett was fascinated by the movement of the fetus in the mother's belly.

"I think I may be pregnant with a little alien." Trista laughed. This child is very lively and moves around for a long time every day.

"Oh, don't say that." Rhett quickly stroked it several times, as if he also believed in the prenatal education.

"You'll say that if you're pregnant in your belly." Trista laughed loudly, but Rhett's cell phone ringing interrupted the happy parent-child time, "Another case?"

"I'll be back as soon as possible." Rhett kissed Trista, then kissed her belly, put on his bag, and reluctantly left.

He walked out of the house and looked casually.He didn't find anything unusual before he set off.

This world has really changed too much for him. He knows that there are still many villains here, and many terrible things are happening, but he also knows that most people can spend their lives peacefully.

More importantly, he knew that he would catch those bad guys with his own hands, and he would fight against evil bit by bit, saving countless lives.

The harder he worked, the happier and more free he and Trista, and their children, would be.

Tightening the straps of his backpack, he walked through the gates of the BAU.

For more than ten years, he has always regarded this place as his home.But now, he has his own home, and this place has become a place to work.

Looking at Garcia who is still afraid of the crime scene photos, Hotchner who is still frowning, Morgan who has his teeth whitened every week, JJ who is exhausted from taking care of the children, and Rossi who has a new watch, he is very concerned about them. The feelings are more profound.

He has his family, and they will always be his family.

The author has something to say: it's over, sprinkle flowers on yourself first!