Hotchniss

Everyone has fears.

Emily surely had some, but now that Ian Doyle was dead she always thought she could start her new life without being haunted. But this time she developed a new fear, a very strong one, left by an invisible scar. The only one she didn’t have on her body but the most painful, the one she constantly carried with her, no matters what or where she was. And this fear started just after the loss of her baby, of their baby.

She couldn’t just walk in the street without thinking about how life would have been with a new kid, a kid of her own. She loved Jack like hers, she didn’t give birth to him but it was the same, she could never stop loving this sweet boy. But this sudden pregnancy was troubling her, because she had no ideas she was pregnant and the day she found out was also the day it disappeared. As quick as it appeared.

This day she went out for some milk because Jack always liked some with his cookies and they ran out. At the store she saw a woman pushing a stroller with a very tiny baby inside. And her heart broke in pieces. The stoic and stern face couldn’t let others people know about her actual mood but she felt devastated. It could’ve been her. The only thing she could focus on was Jack little hand in hers.

When she got back home she was on her nerves, putting the milk in the fridge after pouring a glass for Jack, then heading to their bedroom to take a nap. Day off didn’t feel that good, she hated Strauss more than anyone at the moment. It wasn’t her fault but sending her home was not the way she could heal from her loss. Working had been hard but at least she could keep her head out of the fog, focusing on cases. But after 2 weeks she started to break down when she thought no one would notice, and that’s how she ended up here on a Tuesday afternoon. Thankfully she only had one day off, but that was already too much.

Aaron had his own way to mourn, he got himself into more work but whenever he was home both of them were clingy. Like if something could just torn them appart. They had spent a few days together, staying on the couch and eating pizzas, for Jack’s biggest pleasure. He didn’t really understand but clearly saw the way how sad his parents looked.

An hour later she was about to drift to sleep, exhausted of being sad when she heard soft steps coming closer, Jack little face showing up. He was so sweet and innocent she could kill anyone who would take this away from him.

“Mommy…” he called softly, pulling her arm.

She smiled at him, ruffling his hair, before noticing why Jack had come to her. And she was shared between awe and confusion. His little hand was stuck in the glass of milk, hand still holding the cookie.

“I stuck.” his little voice was desperate and she immediately sat up, holding the glass to help him. “Pull your hand sweet boy, don’t worry I got you.”

In a swift move his hand was all free and she put the glass on her nightstand, lifting the boy so he could sit with her. He immediately hugged her, his head on her chest. “Thank you, love you.”

Her heart broke once again but this time because of the love she felt for him. “You’re more than welcome sweet boy. Careful with the cookies okay ?”

He nodded and jumped off the bed, definitely leaving the glass here, running downstairs to watch the lion king. Smiling, she snuggled against Aaron’s pillow, finding sleep quicker than expected. She woke up when she heard the familiar sound of the front door opening, and when she saw the time, almost 6pm she stirred in bed. Aaron was back, and she had never missed him that much.

She could hear from their room Jack fussing around, excited to see his dad, jumping in the living room and running to him. Aaron barely had time to put away his briefcase that a little tornado ran to him with open arms. “Daddy!”

“Hi buddy!” He kissed him, lifting the boy in his strong arms. “How was your day?”

“We forgot milky, and I watched Simba!” He happily replied, as Aaron laughed. His son had seen the movie so many times he couldn’t even count. “Where’s

mommy?”

He shakes his head, pointing the stairs. “Mommy sleepy.”

Aaron put down his son, knowing that Emily wasn’t sleepy, she was just sad and he could relate to it, her energy had been drained by this event and he couldn’t blame her. “I’ll go see mommy, and then I’ll be back to make dinner. Nuggets and mashed potatoes?”

“Yeah!!!” The little boy said, very happy about it, running to the living room to play with his toys.

When Aaron entered the room Emily wasn’t in bed, but probably taking a shower as he heard the water running in the bathroom. He changed into his home clothes and patiently waited for her to come out.

When she got out she was wearing one of his shirts, her hair still wet and dripping onto her back.

“Hi honey.” She smiled, kissing him softly. “How was work?”

“Very long, papers days, no case for now, I’ve missed you.” He resumed in a few words, looking lovingly at her. “What about you ? Jack told me you had a nap, are you alright?”

“I’m not used of having free time..” she chuckled, she didn’t want to talk about her sad mood when he was here. And he clearly got the message, knowing her mind was still assimilating the events and she needed time for herself. So he would not annoy her with it right now.

“Are you hungry ? I promised Jack some nuggets with mashed potatoes.”

She smiled at him. He was the perfect father and Jack was very lucky to have him. Emily nodded, all of her dark thought fading away as soon as her fiancé was with her. Family time would always make her feel better.

•

3 months later

Emily was bored. They didn’t have a case yet - but she was glad to know even psychopath were tired - and they were all sat at their office, trying to find a way to cut the boredom. Reid was reading few books at the same time, nothing unusual, Derek was playing with his ball, the sounds of it against the wall almost irritating, David was making coffee and Penelope was babbling about astrology next to Derek. And Aaron was clearing his desk from every files that would make him come home late.

She was about to stand up to have one of her shame cigarette, something she hadn’t done in months, maybe a year, but today was very long and 5 minutes would not change the situation. But that’s the moment JJ arrived in the bullpen, a big wide smile over her face. She hugged Emily, the brunette being confused.

“Congratulation Emily, I’m very happy for you and Hotch.” She said, as the others turned their look at them, suddenly intrigued.

“What?” She frowned her eyebrows, not getting what the blonde was clearly telling her. “I’m sorry, did I miss something ?” Emily asked, looking at Derek who just shrugged his shoulders.

“I…for your pregnancy, it’s a very good news.” JJ said, realizing that Emily was definitely not aware of it, judging by the look on her face. “I mean…the blood test…”

“What ??? Princess is expecting a mini Hotch ??” Derek almost jumped out his seat, hugging an Emily completely lost.

“Congratulations Mia Bella!” David exclaimed, abandoning his coffee the second he heard the good news.

“I’m happy for you both Emily.” Reid smiled, stopping his reading.

“Peaches !” Penelope almost yelled, making them all jump. “Another BAU baby, it’s so exciting, another little one to cover in gifts! I’ll knit something for him, or her!” She almost threw herself into Emily’s arms who had remain silent, everything seeming abstract.

“Wait, everyone.” She cut them all, trying to figure out when did this come from. “I’m not pregnant.”

JJ smile didn’t fade away and she took out a piece of paper from her bag, handing it to her. “Remember the medical appointment we had to go, the blood tests for our annual qualifications?” She nodded as the blonde continued. “I got a call this morning to tell me the results were ready for pickup. And when I saw the nurse she mistakenly thought I was you and before I could tell her I wasn’t she had already tell me congratulations, you’re pregnant.”

Silence in the bullpen, no one talked, all staring Emily and Hotch who had arrived, intrigued by this little reunion.

“Congratulations JJ.” He said with a smile. Apparently he only heard her last sentence.

“Oh non, Henry is enough for now, however I should be the one congratulating you Hotch.” She replied, the other nodding. And they all saw the same confused look on Bossman’s face. “What ?”

Emily swallowed hard, her hand instinctively caressing her stomach, a gesture they all saw and smiled about. Hotch hated being the last one to know something they apparently all knew about and turned to his fiancé, unsure of what to say.

“Are you…pregnant?” His voice was low, she knew he was being too shocked, she could tell by the way his forehead frowned.

“Apparently I am.” She whispered, finally realizing as she saw it written black on white. That was real, and couldn’t convinced herself it was not. She then gave Aaron the paper and saw the way his muscles tensed in a second.

“I….wow.” Looking at her with a lost but happy smile.

And something no one had ever seen happened. Aaron lifted Emily in his arms, kissing her before putting her back on the floor. They would celebrate tonight. He only realized afterward when he saw the team staring at them with surprise expressions on their face.

“Can’t a man be happy to have a baby ?” He smiled truly, something very rare when it wasn’t with Emily and Jack in the confort of their home.

•

They did it step by step on the evening. No rush, just them enjoying their time. They had a quick dinner, Emily still in shock, fearing already something would happens to the baby and Aaron being confident, trying his best to reassure her.

Once Jack was asleep and after a quick shower they were both laying in bed, naked and safe in each other’s arms.

Emily then decided to pull herself up entirely on him, covering his body with hers and giving him sweet kisses.

“Em.”he muttered, his hand running over her waist, already feeling his blood rushing south down. And he was sure she was doing it on purpose. This morning wasn’t enough for you ?” he smirked.

“Never enough honey…” she whispered, nibbling his ear, perfectly knowing it was a sensitive spot. She felt him shivers against her, and it only made the fire in her body grows even more.

“Emily Prentiss, when did you become that soft?”

She laughed, “Don’t tell anyone.” sitting on him, purposely on his shaft, looking at him as innocently as she could, offering him a perfect view of her breasts. And by the way his eyes were shining, her plan was working. Aaron ran his hands over her still flat stomach, slowly on the scars, then reached her breasts. He cupped one of them and got up, just enough to kiss it, his tongue playing with her nipple, leaving her breathless, unable to control her moans. She grabbed his large shoulders, eyes closed, bitting her lower lip, feeling the excitement growing bigger and painfully inside of her.

“Aaron,” she groaned, slowly moving her hips against his hardness, too impatient, unable to keep playing this little seduction show she herself started. He didn’t answered but she suddenly felt him bit her nipple, making her scream.

Emily couldn’t wait and slipped one hand between their bodies, reaching his hardness and guiding him into her hot centre. She lifted up just enough her hip to let him enter and sat down, both of them moaning when they felt the connection. They stayed like this for few seconds, Aaron loving the sensation of being inside of her, buried deep inside. “Never giving up the command huh….” He whispered, his hands on her hips, as she started to move, driving him crazy.

“You’re not my boss here honey…”She smirked and slowly started to find the good rhythm, knowing they both wouldn’t last long, it was just too perfect. The feeling of her silken wall around him and the view she was offering him were enough for Aaron and with three more moves, he spilled himself inside of her, grunting, unable to keep it quiet.

“Let go sweetheart…” he whispered with a raspy voice, still moving slowly, wanting Emily to live the same orgasm. “Come for me....” He accompanied her, his hips thrusting harder into her, feeling she was close when Jack suddenly opened the door without knocking.

“Mommy…”he cried, stopping when he saw what was going on, only seeing Emily bare’s back and his dad laying under her, the sheets - thankfully - covering their private parts.

“Jack, what did I tell you about closed doors and knocking?” Aaron said, trying to cover them as much as they could, Emily still around him. He was trying hard to calm his breathing, still not fully recovered from his violent release. The little boy’s face became red, suddenly unable to say a word, like if this scene erased the reason why he came running into his dad’s room.

“Sorry daddy.” He replied, not really sure of what was going on, still too small.

As soon as she heard the door, Emily had grabbed the sheets and was trying to cover her, still on Aaron, being extremely embarrassed to be seen like that. They were both grown up adults but it was the first time she was getting caught, and just before the release, it was frustrating as hell. Looking down, she saw Aaron’s face that appeared to be half embarrassed, half annoyed, half amused.

“Wait for me in your room buddy I’ll come in 5 minutes.” He said as Jack nodded, his little face turning into a grimace, Emily always used to confort him and the boy had grow a very big love to her, he always asked about her when he felt scared or sick. “I want mommy…”

Aaron wasn’t that surprised and simply smiled to his boy, Emily feeling her cheeks blush a bit. “I’ll come sweetie, just let me 5 minutes.”

“Monster under the bed.” She said when he left, Aaron smiling at her, she was the most beautiful woman in the world. In his world. He silently slipped out of her, kissing her one more time.

“You should go sweetheart, for sure the boy isn’t your biological one but he’s stubborn like you.”

She chuckled. “Or should I say like you, my silly honey.” She quickly grabbed some shirt and pants, making her way toward Jack’s room. “When I come back you’ll have fo show me your monster.” She winked at him, a malicious look all over her face.

The sun is gonna rise again

At the end of the day, Emily didn’t feel better. Worse, she felt weaker as hours passed and when they finally opened their home door, the pain was almost unbearable. But she couldn’t just say it and pretended it was alright although Aaron knew something was up. He was looking at her with worried eyes, feeling something was different from usual. His fiancé didn’t rush to Sergio as usual, giving hugs and telling him how much she had miss him. Instead she just rushed to the bathroom, and he could definitely hear her groans through the closed door.

“Em.” Knocking softly at the door. “Are you alright in there ?”

She didn’t answer, too busy throwing up. Her whole body was failing on her, and she hated it. Losing control was the worst thing that could happens to her. For a second she just pressed her forehead again the toilets, feeling very dizzy, her head turning. No way she could pass out again and in here, that would be so humiliating even if her fiancé had already saw her in worse cases. But being hungover and sick wasn’t something Emily Prentiss was ashamed of.

“Yeah.” She groaned, trying to at least sit up, “give me a minute.”

He knew deep inside of him that she needed time for herself and some privacy but on the other side he couldn’t just leave her on her own, considering how she was feeling. And as minutes passed, he couldn’t wait anymore, opening the door thankfully not locked, failing to hide his smile when he saw she had fallen asleep.

“Oh Em.” He thought to himself, lifting her up and carrying her the bridal way to their bedroom. She didn’t even flinch a bit, letting him put her in bed. Once he got sure she was alright, Aaron quickly made his way to the shower, still worried because it was unusual for her to get sick like this. And then he doubted, nausea could be sign of…? No way, she would have told him. When he got back to their room, he was still very confused but decided to wait for her to wake up before making theories that would only perturb his already busy mind. He quickly fell asleep, exhausted from their case, hoping Emily would be fine.

But she didn’t.

She woke up hours later, feeling a sharp pain in her stomach. And it was nothing she had known already, it was painful as hell and she couldn’t stifle the cry of pain that escaped her mouth. “Fuck.” Her stomach was burning from the inside, she struggled to sit up, her vision was blurry and it wasn’t because of the darkness around her. “Fuck…it…hurts…”

She could barely finish her sentence that she saw the light on Aaron nightstand on. He’d been barely sleeping and all of his sense were turned on, his face livid when he saw the pain all over her face. “Em what’s going on?”

His voice was raspy from sleep, but she could tell that he was worried. She didn’t even remember how she ended up in their bed. He quickly stood up, facing her, slowly stroking her cheek as she grimaced because of the throbbing pain in her abdomen. Tears were rolling down, and she knew lying would definitely not be smart, she was clearly in pain and he could see it crystal clear.

Without more hesitation Aaron grabbed some sweatpants, getting ready in seconds and grabbed her things, stuffing his keys and phone in his pockets, this time he would not ask her, he was dragging her. “We’re going to the hospital, and no it’s not a suggestion.”

She opened her mouth to protest but the sharp pain answered for her as she cried out. “Let me help you baby.” He said, lifting her up, ignoring his back that would definitely not thanks him later.

They rushed to the hospital, Aaron using his federal advantages, not really caring about anything else than Emily. He got totally lost when the nurses took her away from him, unable to stay in here alone and wait when the love of his life was being examined. He had no ideas of what was happening, and the way she looked that scared only made him wants to protect her at all costs.

After what seemed an eternity Aaron, who was almost asleep in the waiting area saw a doctor coming to him. He jumped on his feet, a worried look he couldn’t hide in his face.

“Agent Hotchner?” The doctor asked, clearly seeing the way the other man was nervous. “It was an ectopic pregnancy, we stopped the bleeding, she will be fine now.”

He had never heard of it. The doctor saw his confused stare and started to explain, every words hitting Aaron right in his chest, his heart exploding when he heard that the baby didn’t make it. So she was really pregnant, and she didn’t even know it…

“Does she…”

He nodded. “We told her the second we saw it on the ultrasound. She told us she had been to the doctor but ectopic pregnancy can be hard to detect. She was approximately 6 weeks along.”

“Will she ever be able to carry a baby after that ?”

Aaron didn’t recognize his own voice, it was almost trembling. He was livid, trying to understand how their life had change that quickly, they could have been parents together, and now what he didn’t know he would have was leaving an empty spot into his heart.

The doctor softly smiled, giving him a small tap on the shoulder. “It can happen, but it won’t stop her getting pregnant and bring a child to the world. She will just need regular check ups, and everything will be fine. I’m sorry for your loss.”

He looked sincere, and Aaron only nodded, swallowing hard. He needed to see her, she was probably scared and confused. “Thank you. Can I see her?”

“Sure, she will probably be a bit groggy from the anesthesia but she’ll recover, you should be able to take her home in a few days.”

Aaron thanked him again and made his way to the designated room, pausing a moment when he opened the door, seeing his beloved one in the bed, her face was pale but the pain had fade away. At least she wasn’t suffering anymore and that’s all he wanted, seeing her cry had literally broke his heart in pieces. And at this very moment he was glad that Jack hadn’t been in the house, for nothing in the world he would want to scare his son again.

He decided to wait on the chair next to her, holding her hand to let her know no matter what, she would never be alone anymore. Aaron tried to stay up as long as he could but exhaustion hits him so hard he gave up and fell asleep. He woke up hearing small winces of pain, and as he opened his eyes he saw that Emily was awake, clearly trying to sit up.

“Sweetheart…” he couldn’t hide his relief when he saw she looked better than hours ago. She was very pale, but she was back to him.

“I’m sorry…”

Her voice was shaking, she wasn’t looking at him, ashamed. She had been pregnant two times in her life, first time she wasn’t ready and decided to abort because that was the best option. This time she knew they would be ready together, but she couldn’t make it because her body had failed her, again and she felt useless.

He frowned his eyebrows and kissed her hand. “You have nothing to be sorry for sweetheart, what happened is not your fault. It’s no one fault do you understand ?”

She didn’t move, still feeling guilty, tears silently rolling down her cheeks. He cupped her face so she could look at him, not in the world he would want her to feel bad about something she couldn’t control. “I didn’t know it. The baby.”

Her heart was cracking at every words, her chest full of sadness and her stomach empty. Her hand automatically rubbed it slowly, her brain realizing she had been carrying the perfect mix between her and Aaron. And now it was all gone.

“Emily, sweetheart.” His voice was shaking, and she saw tears rolling down how cheeks.

They both cried silently at the loss of their baby, none of them ready for it, their lives were already so bruised they couldn’t imagine adding something else to it.

Both of them needed each other that was inevitable, they always had this connection even when they both even didn’t know about it, closing eyes when everyone was pointing out this fact. They were both very stubborn that wasn’t a secret.

“Come here with me.” She whispered, tapping the bed, trying to make more place for him to lay. He did what he had been told so, slowly enveloping his arms against her bruised body.

“I didn’t know I was ready for a baby. Until today…” she whispered, her head resting on his torso.

“I was wondering if you were pregnant…with all the nauseas, when you passed out. And I’ve realized i wanted this with you. As long as you want it too, it’s your body sweetheart.” He slowly replies, kissing her front head. He knew her backstory and would never put pressure on her, that was her decision.

“I’m sorry.” She repeated again, fighting against tears coming back.

“You don’t have to be sorry.” He replied patiently, rubbing her back, soothing her like he would do with Jack after a scary nightmare. “It’s not your fault. You could have never planned it to happens.”

“I know but…if I had known about the pregnancy, maybe I could have protect this child…”

“Nothing can prevent what happened, the doctor told me it was inevitable. Beside, I’m glad you’re okay, you’ll recover and maybe we can try again?”

She can’t help but chuckle, her fiancé being the sweetest humain on this planet. “I would like to.”

“Good.” He kissed her again, resting his head against hers. “Try to sleep a bit sweetheart, rest yourself, the better is waiting for us.”

It sounds like a promise, but he know the world will give them a better future, no matters how dark it gets, the sun will rise again. She smiled softly, letting her drift to sleep, feeling safe in his arms.

And that’s how the team found them hours later, they had been worried when none of Hotch or Emily showed up at work so they called Jessica.

“If a story could be written, it would be about them.” Derek said, looking at his friends throughout the window of the room, feeling sad for their loss but knowing they would grow even more strong.

“They don’t deserve it.” Garcia whispered, being very emotive as always, crying softly. She couldn’t bare the knowing of her friends being hurt.

“No one does. But they are strong, and we’ll be there to help them whenever they need to. We’ll let them time, that’s the best to do.” Rossi added, looking at his sleeping friends. “Come on kids, we’ll come back later, Hotch would not want us to stay here day, we have some work to be done.”

“Are you going to tell me the truth ?”

“Listen to me carefully Anna, you don’t have to answer him, take your time, breathe. Yes just like that.” She encouraged the young woman.

They were playing this little game, interrogating an unsub was easy, playing the bad and the good cop was something different. They knew what they were doing, knew that the others were watching them through the other side of the mirror. But something felt different today.

“Where is Elle ?” Hotch asked, his voice dangerously low. “The little girl you sold remember ?”

“Agent Hotchner please, calm down.” Emily tried, maintaining this eyes contact with both of them. Anna was about to speak she could tell it by the way she was growing more nervous, kind of afraid. What she didn’t expect was Aaron slamming his hands on the table, making them both jump of surprise.

“Where is she?!” He yelled, his face very close from hers, and Emily thought for a second that Anna was on the verge of peeing on herself.

“I…I have nothing to tell you.” She stuttered, definitely not looking at the man in suit yelling at her. “Find out yourself, suit!”

It was the too much word. Aaron literally lost his patience and threw the table away, grabbing her by the collar, pushing her against the wall before Emily could do something.

“Hotch! Stop it !” She yelled, surprised herself.

“We’re talking about a little girl’s life, you were supposed to care for her. But your miserable person couldn’t even do it, you’re pathetic. Tell me where is she before I do something I would not regret!”

Emily was livid, this game had never been pushed so far. She started to feel nauseous, her head turning very bad. But she had to continue. She made a gesture for the others not to interfere with them, knowing Aaron was pushing the limits but with how stubborn Anna was, they had no choices. She saw the little attempt of punching Aaron’s crotch with her knee and for a moment Emily thought Anna wanted him to kill her.

“Try to do this again and I’ll personally break your leg.” He was whispering, intimidating. At this point Anna was stuck against the wall, Aaron’s arm all over her throat with enough air to breathe but not enough space to make a move.

“Last chance.” He warned her, about to explode, his tie suddenly feeling too tight around his neck.

“When are you going to do something ?” Lieutenant Wilson asked on the other side, watching powerlessly the scene along the other profilers. Dave and Derek were stoic, none of them about to go into that damn room.

“She’ll break.” Derek replied, eyes fixed on his boss.

Wilson sighted, unsure of what to do, but he definitely didn’t want to confront Agent Hotchner.

“Tell. Me. Now.” Aaron asked again, his arm getting an inch closer from her throat. Emily was watching silently, knowing that being the good cop would not help now. She was about to tell Hotch to let her go when she heard a noise and saw that Anna definitely peed in her pants.

“She is…I locked her up in a caravan on road 32. He isn’t supposed to come get her before 2 hours. It’s 3 miles after the second gas station please let me go.” She cried.

Hotch freed her in one swift move, leaving the room like a tornado. When Emily saw the girl falling on the ground and into her pee she quickly bursted out of the room, running to the bathroom. She threw everything she’s had in the day and when her stomach was empty she didn’t feel any better, sitting on the ground, keeping her head into her hands.

She emerged out a few minutes later, still looking livid. When Derek asked her if she was okay she waved at him a reassured gesture and he didn’t believe her but they had no time to talk, a little girl’s life was at stake.

One hour later she watched Aaron put the little Elle in her mom’s arms and she couldn’t help but think it was the most beautiful scene ever. But her joy didn’t last and she felt sick again, her vision getting blurry and suddenly it’s like if her legs were made of cotton. She barely heard Derek ask if she was ok before collapsing, her head hitting the ground.

•

When she regained consciousness she was back at the police station, laying down on a couch, Penelope next to her. She had been crying she could tell and her hands were trembling.

“Peaches! You’re alive! I have to go tell the others you’re fine!” She kissed her forehead and bursted out the room as quick as her heels allowed her.

“Im…fine…” she groaned but Penelope was already gone.

She was feeling like shit. She was about to stand up when Aaron arrived in the room, locking behind him, that stern expression over his face. He looked tired but more of that, Emily saw the way his eyes carefully examined her. She must had scare the shit outta him. Before he could even say a word she shushed him, letting him know she was okay.

“Im okay…” she whispered as he took a sit next to her.

“You’re not okay, Derek told me you had been sick before the rescue, I saw you were feeling dizzy during the interrogation and when you passed out I had to carry you to the SUV after the EMT checked on you. You’re all but fine Em.”

His voice was lower but soft, the tone he only used for her. And she knew she couldn’t lie to him, he knew her better than everyone herself included. They had been dating for more than a year and got engaged 2 months ago. He was scared and she could see it.

“I don’t know what happened.”

“We’re going to the doctor tomorrow when we get back to DC. It’s not a question you’re going to go even if I have to drag you there.” He warned her softly but after the scene she had seen with Anna, Emily didn’t want to argue with him and only nodded.

“Okay. Now give me a kiss.”

•

The next day they were back at the Bureau and Emily was feeling much better. Coming back home was always so exciting it made everything sounds better, even dealing with paperwork. She was about to start with hers when she received a text on her phone. “I booked you a doctor appointment at 10am. Want me to go with you?”

She rolled her eyes, knowing that her fiancé was watching her through the window of his office. The bastard didn’t forget. She sighted, wondering if she really had to answer but when she received a second text she knew her strategy wasn’t the good one. “I know you see my texts.”

Another sigh later she texted him back. “It’s okay I can go on my own. Thank you.”

And she then locked her phone in her drawers, going back to work, this day was about to be very long and the perspective of going home very far away of her initial thoughts.

When she made her way toward the medical cabinet she knew she was loosing her time but she didn’t want Aaron to worry about her. And when she got out, Emily totally confirmed what she was initially thinking. A rapid check up and she was already gone. She picked up some salads at the restaurant they liked and went back to the office just in time for lunch.

“How did it go ?” Aaron asked before even greeting her when she pushed the door to his office, not even looking at her, too focused on whatever he was doing.

“I missed you too honey.” She said sarcastically, putting the salads and the waters on the table. “Don’t worry I’m fine, no weird diseases just a little stress. The doctor told me some rest could help, nothing to worry about.”

He didn’t seem very convinced, but nodded before standing up and joining her on the couch, pressing a soft kiss on her lips. “Stress and rest that’s all ?”

She nodded, eating silently. “Yup. You really should stop to worry about everything honey, maybe I was just too tired, you never fainted because of all the pression ?”

“Last time I fainted is because I had some internal bleeding because of…” he interrupted himself, the souvenirs of Foyet’s attack still too fresh on his head.

She shook her head, what a stupid question, of course. She remembered everything and how Foyet had an impact on his life. She gently dragged him into a sweet embrace, pressing a kiss on his temples. “I’m sorry, it was a stupid question.”

He cleared his throat, rubbing her back. “It’s okay love, nothing to worry about now. Eat now, you need some strength.”

Emily laughed, giving him a gentle slap on the hand. “Stop acting like I’m going to pass out again !”

“Then stop being so stubborn.”

“You’re an ass sometimes.” She chuckled.

“Hey, I carried you all the way to the police station yesterday, you’re supposed to be nice to me.” He faked being hurt, who knew Aaron Hotchner could have some humor sometimes.

“And that’s why I love you.” She replied, taking his fork to eat her salad, leaving him fork-less. When he rises an eyebrow at her, she smiled and gave him another one.

“Good girl.” He mumbled, not hiding his smile. Emily would give him grey hairs before time he was sure of that.

However, what he didn’t know was how his life was about to change very quickly. And none of them had ever been prepared for this situation.

•

And here’s the wee cliffhanger, I’ll post chapter 2 very soon my fine fury friends. Let me know in comments if you have an idea of the plot !

and again, thanks for your support <3

When the BAU woke up on the next morning, everyone felt the same: dizzy.

At some point some of them considered that their state was likely close to sickness so they could call in and stay in bed.

“I feel like shit. What the hell happened yesterday?” Derek groaned, on the phone with Penelope who was literally feeling the same. “Can we call in sick ? I can’t get up.”

“Am I being dramatic if I tell you I was considering the same my chocolate god.” She replied, suddenly thirsty like if she had spend days in desert without any water. “My head is about to explode and I can’t even sit in bed because it’s moving like a carousel.”

“I know, mine didn’t stop either, or it’s the aftermath of the cookies.” He mumbled, wondering how he could work today in this state. Derek didn’t have more time to think that he heard a knock on his door. “Don’t hang up baby girl.” He told Garcia before standing up and making his way to his unfortunate guest.

What a surprise he had when he saw JJ on the other side. She looked happy, and the little smirk she had over her face made clear to him that she would tease him for the rest of the case. What made him feel better was to know the others weren’t much to envy.

“Good morning. Are you feeling better?” She gently asked, already knowing the answer. He sighted, letting Garcia knows that his cover was spotted and in conclusion, hers too.

“I feel like I’ve been crushed by a giant weed cookie. I don’t do drugs. And I don’t ever want this to happen again.” He groaned as she chuckled.

“Don’t worry it’s going to pass. And for your information the others are pretty much feeling like you. Rossi is wearing sunglasses in his bathroom, and Reid thought he was sleeping in a coffin.” She resumed.

“And the lovers ? I had my headphones on, just in case they wanted to do it again…” he grimaced, clearly remember his boss and his friend making out in he police station restroom.

“They are the last ones I have to wake up….”

He laughed, feeling suddenly happy not having to do that. “Good luck with them, you’ll probably find them all naked and I personally don’t want to see bossman’s ass.”

“You’re gross. Come on, do whatever you want but be ready we have to be at the station in 30 minutes.” She said before leaving, as he unmuted his phone. “You knew she was coming right?”

Penelope faked a sorry sigh, laughing at the desperation in her best friend’s voice. “I always thought bossman and Rossi were our parents, I guess JJ makes a good one too.”

“You’re the worst.” He groaned, heading to the shower. “Wheels up in 30!” Derek said in a perfect Hotch imitation, before hanging up.

•

When Emily opened her eyes she felt like she was about to die or something close from it. She had never do drugs before, even in her chaotic childhood. She was having the worst headache ever, even alcohol didn’t do the same damages on her brain. “What the hell happened yesterday?”

She tried to stir like Sergio, but her body was sore as hell and then she heard a soft knock on the door. She stood up - too quickly her head started to turn - and opened, wearing Aaron’s shirt. When she saw JJ standing on the other side she smiled.

“Good morning. How are you feeling ?” The blonde asked.

“Terrible, I hate cookies.”

“Hmmm you’re the fourth person telling me this today. Is Hotch awake ?” JJ asked, presuming they had been sleeping in the same room, like they secretly did for the past year.

She didn’t know what was the funnier. Emily’s confused face when she heard her or the way she definitely didn’t remember a word of their original announcement the day before.

“What?” Emily replied confused, not knowing why JJ was asking that.

“Hotch is here right ?” She pointed at his shirt on her. “I mean, if you’re dating it’s normal. We have to be at the station in 30 minutes and I wanted to make sure everyone was alive.” The brunette still looked confused and JJ added. “It’s his room, that’s why I asked.”

And then she saw the light illuminates her friend’s brain as she understood the meaning of the question, looking at her boyfriend shirt. “We are dat…what are you speaking about ?” She frowned her eyesbrows and then realized. “Oh..oh you mean Hotch. Like is Hotch sleeping here ? Yeah, yeah he’s almost awake, we’ll meet you all at the reception.”

She closed the door, for sure she was having a blackout on certains moments of the day before. Emily remembered eating the cookies and then it was only flash backs, kind of blurry. She smiled when she saw her handsome boyfriend still asleep, and all naked.“Get it together Emily, we don’t have time.”

“Honey?” she sat next to him, pressing soft kisses over his face, almost falling off the bed when he jumped out like he had seen the scariest psychopath ever.

“What…” he groaned, feeling like his head was about to explode. “Hi sweetheart.” He said when he realized she was next to him, dragging her back to bed in a loving embrace, taking time to kiss her. She chuckled, straddling him.

“Good morning. How are you feeling ?”

He looked less livid, that was a good point, and as an answer Aaron kissed her again. “You look so beautiful when you’re wearing my clothes.” He whispered, feeling desire burning his body. Without warning he unbuttoned his shirt, looking at those perfect breast of her. She was so beautiful, they were so beautiful. And Aaron suddenly felt very hungry, and definitely not for cookies.

His eyes locked on hers, studying her face, waiting. She gave an almost imperceptible nod, letting him know she wanted this so bad. His lips latched onto her nipple and he sucked her flesh into his hot mouth. She felt so good, he could never get rid of that taste.

Emily ’s hand shot up to grasp the back of his head as she groaned in pleasure. “Aaron” she breathed into the air above and he bit her nipple gently in reply, making her shiver. As his mouth was busy he made sure to not neglect her other breast, giving her the best treat.

Emily whimpered, and Aaron once again found himself addicted to that sweet sounds, she was giving herself to him, and these moments were priceless. He was so distracted by her that he didn’t notice Emily’s hand move until it wrapped around his erection, making his hips buck against her. “Jesus, fuck” he gasped, knowing that reaching his climax wouldn’t take long this morning.

She chuckled, and before he could do or say anything she sank down on his shaft, moaning as she took him fully inside, the slight usual burn making her even more happy. “Oh baby…” her eyes squeezing shut, and her breathing louder, he could see how much she was enjoying herself. He hadn’t move yet.

Suddenly gripping her waist, he gave a big thrust, making her scream before he could cover her mouth with his hand. The heat of her tight channel around his cock made him groan, the sensations of physical love overwhelming him.

“Faster baby, you feel so good…” she panted, her hands caressing all over his torso, her body all tensed.

He pounded even harder, one of his hand on her clit and he knew she was getting close. Aaron wanted to give her everything, that little push that would send her over the edge. The harder he touched her sensitive spot, the better she moaned, the sound of his hips against her echoing deliciously to their ears.

A last hard thrust of his hips and Emily shattered, a long moan escaping her throat before she bit her lip to quieten herself a bit. Aaron loved to make her scream like that, something he got addicted to since the day they discovered physical love. “Come with me honey….” she almost begged him, still on her climax and a few thrusts later he came as well, spurting into her his hot and sticky fluids, groaning.

“What are you doing to me Em….” He whispered, catching his breath as she lied down next to him her head resting over his sweaty torso.

“Showing you how much I love you.” She replied, and suddenly reality hit her back, realizing they were now VERY late. She jumped out, and he didn’t need explanation before following her the shower.

“I guess we don’t have time for another round in the shower ?” She teased him as the water started to pour on their heated bodies.

“Emily!” But he wasn’t mad, he was terribly in love with her.

•

David Rossi, JJ, Derek Morgan, Spencer Reid and Penelope Garcia were waiting in the hotel lobby, all of them wearing big sunglasses, four of them wanting to die. It was even worst than a hungover and none of them seemed to have recovered.

“I feel like my head is a volcano ready to burst.” Derek groaned.

“Mine already exploded.” Garcia replied, very sensitive to the noises surrounding her.

“They are late.” JJ stated as Rossi sighted.

“They are the god and goddess of the most delicious and naughtiest business.” Derek mumbled, giving Reid a malicious look.

“Please Morgan, I don’t want to ever remember this episode of my life, I still can’t erase their moans from my head.” The youngest complained, very much traumatized. “It’s so unlike of them, neither of them would have done it in a public place like a police station. It doesn’t make any sense, I can’t find the right explanation.”

“Because there’s none little genius.” Dave replied him, shrugging his shoulders. “Let’s just say you can’t find answers of everything in books, sometimes you just have to…let go?”

“So you’re saying they listened to the little devil on their shoulder ?” Derek said, looking suddenly very concerned. “Interesting, maybe I should do that more often.”

“You already do that often, remember all the times at the bar my sunshine?” Penelope yawned as she answered.

“Are you being jealous baby girl ?” He teased her.

“Never, because I’m the supremacy and no one can ever uncrown me. Remember that.” She chuckled with this bitchy look that always amused him.

And before he could say something else they saw Hotch and Emily arrived from the elevator, both of them surprisingly wearing sunglasses too.

“It’s about time. Let’s go to the SUV kids.” David said, standing up and greeting his friends. They all did the same with a small smirk over their faces, leaving Aaron and Emily confused.

•

First SUV - ACT 1 (Derek, Penelope, JJ and Emily)

“So.” Derek broke the silence in the car, turning to Emily. “Dating Hotch huh?”

All the expressions crossed her face, not really remembering what had happened the day before, but they obviously did because they were all looking at her with the same expression. “What are you talking about ?”

“Oh don’t play with me princess. You basically told us and worst, showed us that you and boss man really gets along.” He said, Penelope starting to laugh uncontrollably.

“What ??”

She still had no idea what they were talking about. JJ felt bad for her friend and decided to help her, teasing her a bit. “You don’t remember yesterday ?”

“We’ve had some cookies and then you locked us up in the conference room.”

“Yeah right, and then ?” JJ continued, smiling knowingly. “You went to the toilets when Morgan started to sniff the table…”

“Hey I wasn’t sniffing the table!” Morgan exclaimed, as Garcia laughed louder. “I was…checking on it.”

“Oh…you smell like love!” JJ imitated then looked at him. “That’s what you said to that damn table.”

“No sense.” He managed to say, trying to remember but without success. “Anyways, Prentiss went to the toilets, and then…princess ?”

The three of them turned their look on the brunette and as they insisted, she suddenly got hit and everything came back in her memories. And for the first time she felt horrified, having flashback of those damn restrooms and what they had done inside.

“Oh my god.” She said after a few seconds, slapping her forehead with the palm of her hand. “Did…we…”

“Yes.” They all answered at the same time, JJ frowning her eyebrows, Pen laughing. “And I think everyone at the station remembers it.”

Emily went livid, unable to say something else.

•

Second SUV - ACT 2 (Dave, Spencer and Hotch)

“So you and Emily ?” Dave told his long time friend, looking at him like the proud mentor he was.

The confused look over Aaron’s face made him chuckle, the man had no idea what he was talking about and that was the funniest. “You don’t remember right ?”

He shook his head, looking stern and the usually strict but Dave knew him, he was being intrigued. He cleared his throat, looking at Reid in the rear view mirror, the youngest was fixing his feet, definitely feeling embarrassed.

“What happened ?” Aaron asked, feeling more confused when he saw the way Reid was definitely not looking at him.

“Let’s just say you and Emily had more fun yesterday, beside of the cookies.” Dave started, trying to focus on the road. “You followed her when she went to the restroom and both of you came back in later with some nice hickeys on the neck if you know what I mean.”

Horror crossed Aaron’s face and then he realized, he had literally forgot this part, or his brain made him forget because it was embarrassing, or because he had been too high.

“We…” he slowly said, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose, not sure he wanted an answer.

“You did have sex in the restroom and we figured out because of the loud noises we could hear from the conference room.” Dave finished for him, unable to hide his smile, even more when he noticed how Spencer wanted to disappear off this damn car. “More horny than lovesick teenagers. You need to take a room or take some holidays and fuck everywhere you want but not at the police station.”

“Shut up Dave.”

He couldn’t say more, only his laugh friend ringing to his ear.

•

When the two SUV arrived at the station, both Emily and Hotch were livid, looking at the ground and going inside without saying a word. The rest of the team remained outside for a few minutes, JJ breaking the silence.

“How did it go for you?”

“I think we have something to tease them for the rest of our lives.” David chuckled. “And we also resolved the greatest case of the BAU.”

“I think they will never forget this, and if they do it’ll be my pleasure to remind them.” Derek added, his hands on his hips, too amused.

“And I think I’ll need some sleeping pills so Hotch and Prentiss will pay for it.”

They all turned to Reid, Morgan giving him a formal pat on the shoulder, all of them smiling. “Come on kids, our boss needs you.”

The horrified look on Spence’s face made them all burst in tears, Morgan clearing his throat before rectifying himself. “For your intellectual qualities genius boy.”

“I hate all of you. I changed my mind, you are all paying for my therapy.” He pointed his fingers at them, getting inside the same way Hotch and Prentiss did few minutes before.

There was no way they could’ve been fooled like this. No ways, they were high ranked profilers, they could have seen it coming from planet Venus but they didn’t. And the only ones who weren’t victims from this pathetic joke were the absents, as always.

JJ had to take several mesures and that’s why they were all locked up in the conference room, with their phones and guns taken away. “It’s for your own safety, I can’t do much except saving your dignity. You’ll all stay there until you are sober. See you later.”

The blonde was expecting them to be angry at her, she was ready for them to yell at her and saying she was the worst ever because they had to work but none of that happened. They all stared at her with big wide smile, even Hotch couldn’t hide his, all looking at her with this innocent and kind of stupid sparkle in the eyes.

“You’re so…blonde. Did I ever mentioned that to you ? I mean, like a real blonde, not like Garcia when she makes hair experiences…” Derek told her with all the seriousness possible, while Garcia slowly nodded.

“Yeah, is it natural ? Like, were you born with blonde hair ? You look like an Angel.” Her voice was higher than usually, but none of them seemed to matters. “Are you an Angel JJ?”

“You’re so pretty.” Rossi added, sending her a kiss.

“Guys, listen to me, I’m not an Angel, and you are all high, remember ? I’ll go grab some water, wait here for me. And please don’t do something stupid.” She said, they were giving her the worst headache and she didn’t have a cookie.

She had brought cookies from this police officer’s wife and because she was on a diet she didn’t eat one. Luckily for her. Because 30 minutes later she noticed how weird they were all acting, and not long after the police officer bursted in the conference room, asking her to give back the cookies because his wife had made a mistake. And what a mistake, all the profilers were high on weed and none of them seemed to remember their names.

“I think they are all wrong, you’re the most gorgeous person of this planet sweetheart.”

It had been only a whisper but everyone turned to stare at their boss, who was sitting on the couch, lost in his thoughts but lovingly eyeing Emily. No one knew about their secret relationship, it had been almost a year and they had managed to keep it private. Until today. Only Reid seemed deaf to all the noises around him, staring at the door like if he was counting seconds before JJ’s return.

“What ? The ? Hell ?” Garcia broke the silence, looking in between Bossman and Peaches.

“Are you dating ?” Derek asked, standing up suddenly, his expression blank. He gave Dave a look, and the oldest agent chuckled. “Since when ?”

“Like no one knew. Don’t tell me you guys didn’t see it, it had been almost a year.”

Garcia and Derek blinked twice, unable to know if they were naturally shocked or just under marijuana’s hallucinations. “For real ? How….”

“How are babies made…” Garcia asked him, with a concerned voice, while Emily bursted into laugh, definitely very high too.

“Sex, sex is the cure. And Aaron is very good at sex, he always does this thing with his fingers and then I co….”

“Bella!” David cut her up kind of laughing, while Derek gave the couple a disgusted look.

“Yes we don’t want to know how bossman fucks you.”

“Gross.” Garcia whined, looking horrified when she apparently pictured her boss and her friend making out.

“You’re the one who asked Garcia…” Emily mumbled, standing up to sit back next to Aaron who hadn’t say a word since the start of the discussion. “But if you have to know, sex is great and it’s even better than hacking the CIA to get Prince William’s number.”

She laughed when she saw the redhead cheeks flushing, winking at her. “Yup, I know everything.”

And while Derek was trying to contain his tears from laughing, she silently kissed Aaron cheek. That is not how they had planned on telling them but they didn’t expect either to be drugged with cookies. And that’s the precise moment JJ came back with water bottles.”

“Reid are you in there ?” She snapped her fingers at him but the genius didn’t even move.

“I think…” she started until she saw Derek sniffing at the table. “Hum…reminds me had many cookies you all had ?”

“98…it’s the same number as the last one of Prince Williams phone number.” Penelope replied, still figuring out how Emily knew about the CIA hacking’s attempt.

“Maybe 3, and I still think you’re an Angel blondie.” Derek answered, sniffing this time at the files in from of him.

“I need to pee.” Emily suddenly said, looking at JJ. “Please?”

JJ rolled her eyes but agreed on letting her friend go, and as Emily left walking like a zombie, the blonde tried to convince Derek that sniffing things around him was no sense. That’s maybe why she didn’t notice Hotch sneaking out of the room, and apparently all the other had seen him but no one spoke, too high and too amused.

Emily almost passed out when she opened the cabinet room and saw Aaron standing just at the door, his eyes darker and shining with lust. “You scared the shit outta me honey! Wait..are we in mixt bathroom ? Like it used to be before?”

Aaron pushed her inside and closed the door with his foot, kissing her with passion and fierce, not letting her time to realize what was going on. Apparently drugs had a different effect on him and she would definitely not complain about it. Their kissed turned hungry, their hands being very touchy, and their moans echoing in the room but they didn’t care.

“I want you…” he whispered in between kisses, his voice low and raspy, definitely not the same as usual. And the way she felt his hardness against her tights was definitely the usual same, like every time they would make love like if it was their last time. “I’ve been thinking about this all day…”

“Take off your pants.” She instructed, her hands already unbelting him, slipping in his boxers. He was already hard and she could feel the precum leaking on the top of her fingers. “Fuck me, please Aaron.”

His hands trailed further down her body, helping her take down her pants, cupping her ass and lifting her up so that she could wrap one of her leg around his waist. “Have you been a good girl?” He teased her, kissing her neck and leaving bruises he didn’t care now but would regret later when he would realize they were very visibles.

She gasped for breath, looking at him and burying her hands in his short hair. “I’ve been…but we don’t have time honey…fuck, please…” she begged, feeling warmth grows in between her legs.

Emily licked her lips and leaned forward, pressing open-mouthed kisses to his heated skin. He gasped, his hands trembling slightly as he pushed her panties down her legs. She quickly pumped him, smiling deliciously. “You’re already so hard for me.”

Aaron suddenly had trouble holding back, her hand on his cock making him shiver from head to toes. “You’re so good at this baby.” He kissed her again, his fingers trailing down her collarbone, removing the long dark hair from her face. Emily’s head fell back against the wall with a thud, her eyes fluttering closed.

Drugged or not, Aaron looked forward to feeling her around his cock.

She gave him a better access, slowly moving her hip against his waist, feeling the urge to have him inside of her, he whole body burning of desire for her handsome man. She helped him guide his shaft into her hot center and they both moaned loudly as he filled her up.

“Fuck you feel so good.” He panted to her ear, letting her adjust for a second before moving his hips, loving the sound of his skin slapping against hers. It was taking all his self control not to fuck her senseless and make her come in a minute, knowing too well her sensitive spots.

“Not the…vanilla..sex…” she pleaded him, her hands on his hips, guiding him to move faster. He didn’t get right away what she was saying but seconds later he thrusted quicker into her, silencing her with a heated kiss. Even on their state he was still aware of the situation and he didn’t want the whole police station coming in the damn restroom.

He lost mention of time, slamming his hips against her, burying his face into her neck, his hand replacing his mouth over her lips. Emily knew she wouldn’t be able to hold it longer, feeling her orgasm growing faster inside. Aaron felt her fingers digs into his shoulders, leaving him scratches but he didn’t care, panting and moaning of pleasure. A second later he watched her tensed, her orgasm sending her over the edge.

With a few more thrusts he came as well, spurting his seeds inside her, his legs barely managing to hold them up with the force of his climax. 

When he felt better, Aaron then sank down to the ground, keeping this precious contact with her, kissing her softly, letting them both go down from their climax.

“We should get going sweetheart.” He whispered, lifting his pants up and buckling his belt. She did the same, grimacing when she felt him leak in her panties. “Vanilla sex?” He chuckled.

She shrugged, tilting her head on the side, kissing him one more time. “I just like your savage side.”

When they came back to the conference room they all stared at them, except Reid. JJ rolled her eyes at them and Emily couldn’t help but laugh awkwardly, still high and on her climax.

“Please…” JJ whispered, eyes shut down and pinching the bridge of her nose. “Don’t tell me they were right.”

At the confused look on Aaron and Emily’s faces, Derek added, containing his laugh with very much difficulties. “Lieutenant Bradford came in and told us there were hearing weird noises in the restroom.”

“You can’t possible have done it in a police station.” David said, both of the agents feeling like kids getting caught up by their parents. And at their non answers, Aaron being as embarrassed as Emily was amused, Derek and Garcia bursted in tears, unable to stop while JJ and Dave looked at them with desperation but a bit of amusement.

“You both are two fucking motherf….” Derek managed to say in between laugh, feeling like he was out of breathe.

“You’re all punished of cookies. All of you.” Pointed Dave, forgetting he had some too.

It was too much and they all laughed, including Reid and Hotch.

“I knew you were taking too long for a pee!” Penelope said. “Now you all owe me $20! Waiting for the money pals…” her hands were open and she waited patiently for her friends to open their wallet.

“You did not bet on that Pen?!” Emily couldn’t hold her shock, looking at her with wide eyes.

“Why not, JJ locked us in here I had to find a way to have fun!” She replied, counting the money. “And I was right, count it as a revenge for Prince William!” She winked at her, her laugh contagious as even Aaron smiled. “By the way, nice hickeys Peach.”

“I have to say you weren’t exactly quiet. That was very embarrassing.”

They all turned to Reid who had finally spoke. He didn’t look at his boss and friend, slightly embarrassed, cheeks still reddish. “I’ll never be able to forget this, and it’s going to cause me more nightmares than psychopaths does…”

“How…” Aaron started.

“Toilets are the room next door.” Dave stated, trying to be as serious as he could.

She had set a routine to feel better. Metro, boulot, dodo.

And she didn’t like it. She didn’t feel home in this city, everything was remembering her the unhappy childhood she had. Everyday was pretty much the same, she had to go to therapy, then the physiotherapy and after that Emily was too exhausted to do something else.

She would pour herself a glass of her favorite wine and then enjoy it silently in the living room, observing the city through her windows, missing her life in America and all the persons she considered as friends, as family. She missed them so much. Usually she would fall asleep for a bit, and once woken up the hardest part of her day was crawling to her bedroom to sleep, or at least try because nightmares were still very active in her mind.

But tonight her routine was about to change forever and she had no ideas her life in Paris would change.

•

Aaron was soaking wet, he had been walking in the rainy city still trying to figure out why he was here. Because you were worried about her you dumbass. Because Dave forced you to take this plane. Because you’re an idiot and you’ll die alone if you never tell her. He shakes his head, yes he was worried about her but did it really justified a 10h flight ?

He had always heard of Paris as the city of love and it was ironic because since Haley he had been too afraid to tell his feelings to the woman of his heart. Aaron could almost hear his oldest friend David Rossi telling him to stop thinking because they were made for each other, because he had seen how they were flirting together. Aaron couldn’t remember a day passing by without Dave telling him the only person who didn’t know he was in love with Emily, was Emily herself. And same situation for her. But yet he couldn’t tell her, she was his best friend and he couldn’t ruin this. As destroying as it was, he was ready to have her as a friend only than being rejected and not having her anymore.

Get it together Hotch!

When he arrived at her door he felt anxious, suddenly wanting to go back to the airport and leave like nothing had ever happened. But his body made the physical move his mind couldn’t do and before he could realize he had already knocked at her door. Aaron heard some steps behind the door, swallowing hard. When he saw her he couldn’t but think she was beautiful. Her hair was longer, her curtains bangs falling on each side of her face, her cheeks were finer than they were few months ago. “Hi.” He whispered, not knowing what else to say.

She took seconds before realizing he was standing in her doorway. “What the…Aaron…I…” she shook her head, letting him in. “You’re soaking wet, let me help you with it..” she said as he took off his coat, still unable to speak.

He observed her, she was leaning on a cane and he cursed himself one more time for what happened in Boston, for not protecting her from this bastard. And from a moment he saw them back them back there when she was bleeding on the floor, thinking she was dead.

“Do you want some wine?” She asked, taking him back on earth.

He blinked, rapidly nodding and following her in the kitchen, feeling more guilty when he saw the way she was walking. “It’s good to see you.”

She turned and smiled to him. “It’s good to see you too Aaron.” And the way she told his name made a knowing feeling grows inside of him, she was still dissociating Hotch from Aaron.

Back in the living room they silently cheered, Emily still couldn’t believe he was here in Paris, sharing some of her boring routine. She awkwardly broke the silence, looking deeply at him. “What brings you here Aaron, don’t tell me you came all this way just to drink some wine with me?” She tried to joke.

“I’ve missed you.”

He wasn’t looking at her, he was staring a the beautiful Paris skyline but she knew he was being honest with her. Because she had missed him too. Emily slowly turned his head so he could look at her, letting him know it was a mutual feeling. He looked so broke that it made her heart falls in pieces. “I’ve been thinking about you, you know. A lot…”

He was about to speak but she continued, like she couldn’t just stop. “I kept thinking of you because it was the only memories I could focus on, and not only during therapy. I remembered it from the day we’ve met, to the day I’ve almost died in Boston.” At this point he could hear her voice breaks, but she continued. “I couldn’t stop thinking of all the times we’ve been hanging out together, with Jack, the zoo is so far my favorite day. I don’t remember I’ve been that happy in my entire life, on this day I’ve felt normal, I never had a normal family time and I don’t know, it made me feel like I was finally fitting somewhere. And when I arrived here everything fall appart, because I was on my own and..”

She broke into a sob, feeling pathetic and stupid. But when he slowly pressed his lips against hers, she couldn’t not answer, and their salty kiss finished her speech, letting him know she felt the same he was feeling about her.

“I too couldn’t stop thinking about you, and Jack always tells me how much he loves you. We miss you.” He couldn’t tell her he was missing her more than his little boy, that would be a lie and Emily was still a profiler, she would definitely recognize a lie.

“Is he going well ?” She can’t help but smile, remembering this sweet bundle of joy. And as Aaron showed her the pic he always kept in his wallet, she felt like the nostalgic leaving her body.

“I missed him too.” She simply replies, almost able to hear his sweet and innocent laugh through the appartement she almost shared with them back in DC. And as memories crossed their mind, Emily buried her hands in his hair, smiling when she smelled his cologne, the same since day one.

“You never changed it.” She whispers in his ear, kissing his sensitives spots. “You did not change…”

At this point he’s not sure if she’s speaking of his cologne or all the little things that made him love her more than anything. “Never.” He simply replies lowly, curling his fingers into her dark and soft hair. She was intoxicated by him and when she curled up against him, Aaron released his breath, allowing him to finally enjoy this time with her. They always used to have naps like this when she used to come at his place to spend some time with them. But then had never kissed before, because they both didn’t want ruin to their friendship.

It’s only an hour later he woke up, carefully picking her up and making his way to the bedroom. She was so precious and seeing her hurt made his heart breaks because Emily didn’t deserve it. At this very moment Aaron realized all he wanted was to care of her, and be here for her. He then quickly fell asleep next, not wanting to think about it now.

•

Emily woke up in the middle of the night because of the usual pain in her body. She was used to it, it has been a few months but her doctors were thinking it was normal, that she needed a lot of time to recover. She quickly got up and made sure not to wake him up, he looked so peaceful. On her way to the bathroom Emily realized how lucky she got, she didn’t expect Aaron to come over and especially in Paris. They hadn’t always been this close but after Foyet and Doyle, their relation grew up very quickly. They both had their traumas and stories and having each other definitely helped them recover mentally, their bodies were still bruised but with time it was easier to accept it. However Emily wasn’t sure she was ready to show her news scars to Aaron, even if she knew he wouldn’t mind because he had his owns, and she had been the one helping him accept them.

She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t hear him arrive behind her. It’s only when she felt his bare torso against her back and his arms curling around her that she shivered, softly turning her head to look at him.

“Why are you up sweetheart ?” He whispered to her ear, making her shiver one more time. “Is everything alright ?”

“Yeah, we should go back to bed don’t you think?” She turned in his embrace, slowly kissing him. It was a new sensation, something she had wanted to know since day one when they met. She still wasn’t sure if that was the right thing to do, but they were here together for now and it’s all what mattered.

He guided her to the bed, helping her so she could take his arm instead of her cane. And when she curled up against him none of them spoke, because they wanted to appreciate the moment, tangled together in Paris, the city of love. She listened to his heart beats, noticing how relaxed he seemed and he just looked at her, playing with her hair.

“Does it change something ?” She whispered shyly, unable to look at him, unable to be disappointed if he was telling her otherwise than what she wanted the most. “Between us?”

The seconds he took to answers were the longest ever. “No, it just changes in a better perspective. If that’s what you want.” He replies with a soft voice, kissing the top of her head.

“I do. Do you ?”

“Yes.”

She smiled against his torso, trying to get as close as she could from him. For years she had been in love with him but always thought it would be unprofessional. So she tried to set her barriers so neither of him or her would be hurt by something they couldn’t have.

“Since the first day we’ve met, I always had a soft spot for you.” He confessed, knowing she would understand. Back in times he was still married to his high school sweetheart but Emily had made something fo his heart, she was different, and everything about her turned him on.

“And now you have a soft spot for me?” She lifted her up a bit so they could look at each other. He nodded simply, pressing his lips against her, feeling already the desire grows inside his body.

She definitely felt it too because her eyes went wide for a second. She softly chuckled, pressing soft kisses on his neck and torso. He closed his eyes, sighting. “Don’t make me want you more than I already want sweetheart..”

She traced some circles over his torso, not stopping what she was doing, making him shivers, definitely feeling his hardness against her core. She wanted him so bad, they had been waiting too long and tonight they would make love for the first time, showing each other how much loved they needed to be.

“I want you.” She simply said in between kisses.

“Fuck.” He groaned as he felt her fingers curled around his shaft. He couldn’t wait more and slowly pinned her on her back, trying to move carefully so he wouldn’t her hurt. The look over her face made him know she didn’t care because she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

“Make love to me Aaron.”

It was almost a pleading and how could Aaron Hotchner could turn her down when he was dying for her. “I’ll make you come so many times you won’t be able to walk for real sweetheart.” his voice low and dark, his eyes turning darker they originally were, his whole body reacting too much at the sight of her against him.

They slowly made love that night, ending curled up naked again each other. Aaron was rubbing her back with his hand, unable to find sleep, it had been too extraordinary. She was perfect. And he knew that no matters what, it was better for them to be extraordinary together than ordinary appart.

“Come home with me.” He whispered, covering her so she would get cold. “Come back to DC to Jack and I.”

She simply nodded, almost fast asleep and Aaron couldn’t help but smile, only realizing that without this Italian bastard he would still be in DC, with his feelings and frustration buried inside of his heart. He owed Dave a good one.

•

Back in DC, the team was having some time off waiting for another psychopath to come out. As he poured some coffee for him Rossi looked over to JJ who seemed particularly happy.

“What’s going on that make you so happy?” He gave her a cup, the blonde smiling to him with this I-have-a-good-feeling.

“Did Hotch left for Paris ?” She just asked ta randomly, knowing he knew the truth.

Rossi eyed her, almost forgetting this whole office was full of profilers. He shrugged at her, trying to figure out how he could get away from this and cursing Hotch for making him promise not to tell everyone. “I don’t know, why?”

“Oh come on Rossi!” She chuckled. “We all know he went there and even bet on it, you’re the only one who didn’t participate and we’re about to close it, so if you could just say yes we would be really happy.”

And as she told so, the Italian looked over her shoulder to see that Morgan, Penelope, Reid and even Alex were eyeing on them, waiting for his answer. “You’re definitely not taking this from young lady!”

And he left before she could convince him otherwise so.

“Well, I told you he wouldn’t say a word.” Derek said when she came back to their desks, looking disappointed. “He’s a grave, and loyal, even with the best scotch bottle he wouldn’t have said a word.”

“I’m sure Bossman really went to Paris, nobody saw the signs or am I the only one to noctice?” Pen added, looking too joyful and involved in this story.

“Signs? Like what ?” JJ asked with curiosity.

“Hotch is very secret we all know this. But since Emily had been transfer to Paris, he’s acting different. He has this little hope in the eyes whenever his cell phone rings and sometimes when he walks in the corridor thinking no one is watching him, he looks at the pic we took last year, when Emily was still in DC. And I’m not even talking about all the times they were flirting with each other, pretending we were being paranoid and saying that nothing happened. He had been in love with her since day and the only person who didn’t know it was Emily herself.” She recited quickly, not bothering to speak very high. “Did I tell you what I saw 6 months ago when we were at the bar in Dallas ?”

“You’re about to tell us baby girl…” Morgan teased her, all of the members listening while Rossi was watching them from his office, apparently speaking on the phone.

“You have to come back. I’m serious, I always forget how brilliants these profilers are.” he said to the phone, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Seriously, get you ass here and tell them the truth.”

All he heard was two laughs from the other side side of the line.

It was a day like another. Emily had woke up next to her husband in the new house they had moved in recently. He looked so peaceful while sleeping, it was unusual because he was always up at least one hour before her but she just supposed he was tired from the previous case.

“You shouldn’t stare people while they sleep…” a sleeping and raspy voice whispered.

She smiled. She loved that morning voice of him, he looked defenseless, not as strict as he was wide awake, he was her Aaron and not agent Hotchner. Pressing a kiss on his lips, she smiled even more. “Why can’t I do that to my gorgeous man ?”

“Come here.”

And with a surprising force he grabbed her so she could snuggle with him a bit longer. They had to work but every morning they insisted in having their little moments. And he would never get tired of having her close to him, kissing the top of her head in a lovingly embrace. “Did I tell you how much I love you ?”

She nodded before looking up at him. “Yes you did. But you can always tell me, it’s nice to hear you know.” Aaron was about to tell her another sweet words when he saw her wince in pain for a second, frowning his brows and looking at her.

“‘Em what’s up ?”

“I….it’s okay, nothing to worry about don’t worry. You were saying?” She managed to say, quickly forgetting about the light pain in her lower abdomen. She had felt that yesterday but it left as quickly as it arrived so she didn’t really paid more attention.

He didn’t believe her, she could see it over his face. “Em, you can talk to me, you know that right?”

“Yes, but don’t worry, I will tell you if there is anything, please, let’s get up and have breakfast I’m so hungry.” She smiled, kissing him in a swift move before standing up and making her way to the kitchen, to prepare some coffee.

Aaron slowly followed her, still not certain she was alright. But he knew her, she wouldn’t speak if not ready. So the morning just continued, the two of them chatting around a nice breakfast and then getting ready for the office.

They were all sat around the table for the briefing case when he noticed the small wince of pain on her face, and the same gesture of her hand over her lower abdomen. He didn’t say a word but his hands clenched into fists quicker than he would have expected.

“Wheels up in 30.” He said an eternity later - 30 min exactly - while putting the files in his briefcase, waiting for her to stand and leave. “Emily, a word please.”

Aaron waited for the team to leave, all of them quickly understanding something was going on. When JJ had just closed the door, he made his way toward her, taking her hand in his, a very concerned look over his face.

“What’s going on ?”

He looked worried, but also a bit mad. Because he knew something was up and she hadn’t tell him yet. She happened to look surprised, staring blank at him before mumbling something that sounded like “don’t worry, im okay.”

“No you aren’t.”

She bitted her bottom lip, obviously he knew and she couldn’t lie to him anymore. “It’s just a little pain, nothing to worry about it honey. If it still hurts when we come back from Atlanta, I’ll let you take me to the doctor, deal ?” She really hope it could work, but by judging him, she knew she would have to negotiate more.

“I want you to tell me if something is wrong before I have to ask you Em. And no more I’m okay. I can tell when you’re in pain and I don’t like it.”

“Deal.”

“Come on, we have a plane to catch up.” He smiled, his hand on her lower back, guiding her towards the door.

•

A day had passed since and they were all seated in the conference room of Atlanta’s police station. Emily was struggling every hours to keep the pain out of her face, unable to not wince every time she could feel it through her whole body. God it was so painful. At some point she felt like she was about to throw up, the sensation of her stomach rumbling over and over again.

“Excuse me.”

And she left before they could say anything. Emily knew her husband would have noticed her state but she just didn’t want him to think she was sick, because he would send her home and it was not happening. However when she saw her in the bathroom mirror, she could not deny something was going on.

“Emily are you alright ?”

She bursted, JJ was just behind her, a concerned look on her face. “Yeah yeah…I’m right, I just needed some fresh air.”

JJ didn’t seem to believe one word, and Emily cursed herself for not thinking that she was working with profilers, of course she wouldn’t believe her. “Getting some fresh air in the bathroom okay, and what’s the second version?” the blonde smiled.

“I’m just…feeling nauseous but that’s all, don’t worry I’ll be fine, maybe it’s just something I ate yesterday.” The brunette gave up, looking down for a second.

“Okay, sounds better. I’ll leave you to it but if something else happens I’ll personally brings you to the doctor, case or not.”

Emily couldn’t help but smile. “You sounds like Aaron.”

She shrugged. “Maybe because we both love you so much and don’t want you to be sick ? I see you in a minute.”

The brunette smiled to her one more time before putting some fresh water all over her face, still not feeling better. When she got out, Aaron was waiting for her, a cup of coffee in his hand.

“You look pale.” he told her quietly, handing her the cup. “And sick.”

“I’m fine, really. Thanks for the coffee.” she tried to reassure him, but he had a feeling she wasn’t telling him the truth.

And he had never been this right in his life.

•

It was past 2AM when he woke up, suddenly aware of the moans coming from the hotel bathroom. Aaron didn’t think twice and literally jumped outta bed, looking for Emily. Something was wrong and he knew it. What he saw in the bathroom broke his heart in millions pieces.

“Aaron…” she called, her voice so low he almost didn’t hear it.

His wife was laying on the ground, he could see all the pain over her face and her cheeks covered in tears. Aaron immediately knelt down, knowing his knees wouldn’t like it the next morning but he didn’t care, trying to get her up but as he tried to lift her, she couldn’t help but screamed, her hand all over her lower abdomen.

“It hurts so much….” She managed to say in between sobs.

“Sweetheart what’s wrong ? Tell me where it hurts. Please, let me help you.”

He was almost pleading her, feeling helpless. He felt bad for not dragging her to the doctor the second he’d noticed the first signs. “Em, look at me baby. Talk to me.”

“It’s my…my stomach.”

Another sob made his heart shatters. “I’ll call 911, and don’t tell me it’s okay.”

But she didn’t, and he called, almost begging them to come as quick as they could. He stayed with her until the EMT got here, holding her as close as he could, not wanting to let her go. She was suffering like hell and he could see it, he hated this. If he could have taken all of this pain in his body he would have had done it without any hesitations. At the hospital, when the doctor told him they would take her to surgery, he went blank, having no ideas of what was happening.

Aaron didn’t know how long he stayed in the waiting area, once pacing the room, trying to calm his nerves. He didn’t see his friends coming over, all looking concerned and worried. Dave was the first one speaking, the other silently waiting for an answers, Penelope trying to hold her tears behind Derek’s back.

“What’s going on ? We heard an ambulance but none of us knew it was Emily, they told us at the reception. What happened ?”

His tone was soft, and Aaron looked up at him, feeling desperate and lost, it was rare when he was showing his emotions but Emily was his whole world and he couldn’t just lose her like this, without saying goodbye.

“I don’t know.” He managed to say, trying not to break down. “We were sleeping, I knew she was feeling a big sick but she told me everything was fine and during the night..” his voice was trembling, his elbows were out on his knees and the team all thought they had never seen him looking so lost. “She was laying on the goddamn floor Dave, she was crying and…”

“She’ll be okay Aaron, Emily is stronger than us all reunited, whatever she has she’ll get through it.” His oldest friend reassured him, giving him a sweet tug on the shoulder. “Trust me, this is not the day SSA Emily Prentiss will say her last word.”

He couldn’t hide a small smile, very glad they were all here with him. Meanwhile, JJ managed to get hot drinks for everyone and when a doctor pushed the doors they were all standing, impatients to know what had just happened.

“Mr Hotchner ?”

“Yes it’s me. I’m her husband.”

“We performed an appendectomy on your wife. It’s very rare for adults to have it, but I it can happens it’s just bad luck. But don’t worry, she’s stable and everything went just fine.” The surgeon told him with a smile, all the team letting go of the breathe they didn’t know they were holding.

Aaron felt relieved, he had no ideas adult could have appendicitis and now he understood crystal clear why she was feeling weird, the hand on her stomach, the nausea. “Can I see her ?” He asked.

“Sure. She is in the room number 5141, she should be awake soon.”

He left and the team all smiled to Aaron.

“You should go first, we’ll be waiting in here.” Derek said, happy to know his friend was fine now.

“Or we could make her a get-better-basket ?” Penelope suggested, sparkles already shining in her eyes. “And get her some muffins?”

“It could’ve been a great idea baby girl…” Derek said with a flirtatious smile. “But it’s 6 in the morning.”

Her discomposed face made them all laugh, it felt good to have a distraction after the big scare Emily had given them. “Perhaps we can find something at the cafeteria ?” JJ proposed, knowing Hotch was so impatient to have some alone time with Emily.

“Fine. And we could also get some breakfast, i would die for some coffee, even if it’s only darkened water.” Dave said with a grimace, making them smile. “See you later Aaron. Tell Emily we’ll come by later, once she’s feeling better again.”

“Thank you.”

He knew they didn’t him to thank you, they were a family, they were always there when one of them was down. And neither of them could expect something better. Aaron walked down the hall, almost running to Emily’s room. A smile crossed his face when he saw that she looked so peaceful, she was still sleeping but he knew she wasn’t suffering anymore. He opened the door and took a seat next to her, taking her hand in his.

About an hour later Emily woke up, her body feeling all numb and sore. But at least she couldn’t feel the throbbing pain in her stomach. Quickly realizing she was at the hospital, she smiled at the view of her husband asleep next to her. She gently stroked his hair, smiling when he woke up.

“Hey…”

“Hey sweetheart. You know, you shouldn’t stare when people are sleeping. I got this one from a wise woman.” He said with his raspy morning voice. “Anyways, how are you feeling?”

“I have to meet this woman.” She chuckled tiredly. “I’m fine…what happened ?” She tried to sit but it felt too hard and her body felt on the mattress. A look from him made her understand it would be better not to try again any time soon.

“Appendicitis. Very rare for adults but it went fine.”

She chuckled. “I guess it’s just another scar to add to my collection then. Come here, I need you…” Emily invited him to come next to her, knowing it would be better for his back to lay on something comfier than a chair.

She didn’t see it coming. It came too fast and it was too dark around her. She was paired with Derek, everything was going fine and they were about to arrest the killer. But when Derek ran out of bullets, she couldn’t wait for him to refill his Glock and went straight after the man, who raped and filmed his victimes before killing them, showing the tapes to his next victims.

Around a corner, she checked everything but the second she turned out, he had jumped on her, slapping her in the face so violently she saw stars for seconds. She could hear Morgan yelling in her ear, just like Aaron.

“Prentiss! God damn it ! Wait for backup!”

She felt the knife penetrating her arm, and she tried her best to muffle a painful moan. Then she heard the gunfire shot. And the dead body of Paul Logan crushed her on the ground like a carpet. Derek, who basically saved her ass, appeared in a halo like Holy Jesus.

“What the fuck Emily ?!” He groaned next to her, pulling the corpse away from her. “Couldn’t you wait for me ? You almost got killed. Hotch is furious…”

Morgan was blank and staring at her, helping her up. She didn’t look that traumatised, but he wasn’t sure she would be the same once Hotch would arrive.

Speaking of the devil.

She could see the way his jaw clenched, his eyes darker than usual. He was also blank but she could notice how angry he was, and she immediately felt bad. Bitting her bottom lip, Emily didn’t look at him first, wanting the ground to open and swallow her. She left her thoughts when his hand reached her chin, lifting it up so he could catch her eyes. Aaron silently examined her face, then her arm and turned away, fist clenched that strong they turned white.

In the plane he didn’t talk to her either, didn’t even check if her arm was ok, didn’t bother to ask what the medics had said about it. Nothing. He didn’t even look at her and Emily knew the night was going to be hard. Back in the Quantico’s bullpen, she thad tried her best to keep quiet, even though his behaviour was starting to irritate her.

“Let’s go home.”

He didn’t stop, making his way to the elevator without waiting or asking to carry her stuff as usual. Even if she always refused his help, today she maybe would have considered the offer. But it didn’t happen. The drive home was silent and she was bitting on her nails, feeling dizzy because of the longing pain in her arm.

“How long are you going to ignore me ?”

She couldn’t handle it anymore. She knew her husband and she really was in trouble. He stayed quiet until they finally got home, closing their door. And only once his coat had been hanged he faced her, pinching the bridge of his nose, eyes closed.

“Do you realise what you’ve just done Emily ?”

That was just a whisper. And she could hear all the anger and disappointment in his voice, but also the fear. The fear of loosing her. He had told her millions times, he couldn’t handle her loss, just like she wouldn’t.

He opened his eyes to look at her, and she saw the darkness. They were filled with angst, but also some lust. He wanted to make sure she was alive, she knew it. But they couldn’t just fuck like nothing had happened. That wouldn’t solve their problems and they had this weird way to fix everything with sex. But not tonight.

“You were lucky. You could be dead, imagine if he had cut your carotide ?”

He was mad. She swallowed hard but didn’t stop looking at him.

“He didn’t.”

He did it again, pinching his nose and suddenly he slammed his fists against the wall, sending a shiver down her spine. “Jesus Christ Emily! You’re a federal agent, not a trainee. You acted like one, you disobeyed a superior order and you put everyone in danger. When I say stay paired with your partner, I mean: stay together. Am I clear enough ?”

His ton was polar and even though she knew she’d committed a mistake, she didn’t like the way he was talking to her.

“Am I clear, Agent Prentiss ?” He asked a second time, this time louder than the first one.

“Yes. Yes agent Hotchner, loud and clear.” She finally answered, annoyed, rolling her eyes and making her way toward the stairs. She didn’t want to debate, not here, not right now, not after a week away from their heaven place.

But Aaron didn’t want it to end this way and grabbed her good wrist with strength. Except his arm, he didn’t even move, this bastard. She felt even more humiliated. “Don’t roll your eyes at me.”

“Let go of me.”

“No, we need to talk. I want to know why you did not wait for Morgan. And what the hell were you thinking when you just ran to your death. If you didn’t think I would be devastated by your death, did you even think of the kids ?”

He was still holding her and she knew she could do everything, he wouldn’t flinch. “I said, that I’m sorry, now let go of me Hotch, don’t force me to do something I don’t want. And I don’t want you to say I did it selfishly without thinking of you or the kids, I did it for the case because we had to stop this bastard!”

“Don’t force me either Em…” he was intimidating, almost threatening, and she tried her best to erase some flashbacks. She was thinking how much he loved her, that he had never hurt her and would never. Even when the anger was unbearable. He had never used his strength against her, not unless she was begging for it in their intimate times. “Now, talk to me.”

“Let go of me, now. Got it ?” She spitted, trying to free herself. It felt so humiliating, he was still not moving, holding her with so much ease.

But he didn’t move. Their eyes crossed each others and in a second their lips crashed into another. There was no love, no feeling, just desire and lust. He made sure not to hurt her more, and in one swift move her back was banging loud onto their entrance wall.

“Let go of me.” She begged this time.

She knew how it would end but she couldn’t stop being mad at him, just like he couldn’t. His stare, god, she was frightened but couldn’t let him know. She tried to free herself one more time and he let her go, stepping back.

“Em….I’m not trying to boss you. But I think you didn’t realise the danger, you didn’t realise how scared I was. I can’t lose you, not today, not ever.”

He broke into a sob. All the anger she felt disappeared in a second, she had never seen him break down this way, he was always so strong, this wasn’t their first fight. But he’d never broke. And she felt her heart breaks into pieces into her chest.

“Aaron.”

He didn’t move. He looked devastated, tears slowly running dow his cheeks, the whole world he was always carrying on his shoulders was gone. She felt the urge of protecting him at all costs, and she realised how stupid she had acted. The thought of leaving him and the kids alone and breaking his heart again suddenly appeared in her mind. Fuck.

“Honey, look at me. Please.”

It was a pleading, her voice ringing like a sweet music ringing to his ears. He looked at her and she threw herself into his strong arms. She was sorry, but the words were stuck in her throat. He didn’t need to hear them, he knew. Aaron buried his face into her hair.

“I thought I had lost you forever. I saw myself in front of your grave.”

It appeared crystal clear to her, he was relieving her funeral, but this time knowing she was really dead. Leaving him alone with kids at charge, for the second time of his life. Emily felt like shit, finally realising her fiery action made her husband relieve the worst times of his already so bruised life. “I’m so sorry Aaron…”

She gently pressed her forehead against his, both of their eyes closed, and then kissed him slowly, letting him know how sorry she was and how much she loved him. “Don’t ever think I would ever let you or the kids down. I’m never been as happy as I am now, since we got together. I can’t imagine my life otherwise. And if I have to die, I don’t want it to happen on a case. Believe me when I say it sucks a lot dying on the floor, especially when it’s cold out there.”

He let out a shy smile, sipping off the tears off his eyes. “You did not just made a joke about your first death huh?”

Emily winked at him, giving him this outrageous look. “No I didn’t, it’s all in your mind honey.””

“You’re the worst.”

“But you love me.”

He smiled, guiding her to the living room. “I do, and I will, now and for the rest of our lives.”

At this very moment she thought she couldn’t have hoped for a better husband, he was all she ever needed, the most perfect man a woman could expect in her life. “Honey?”

“Yes ?” He simply answered, apparently searching something in the kitchen. He came back seconds later with a glass of water and some painkillers in his hands. She looked at him with wide eyes, but inside of her Emily knew she shouldn’t be that surprised, he had always been very thoughtful and he knew her more than herself.

“How did…you…”

“Figured that you might need pain-meds at some point ?” He finished for her, addressing her a small wink. She slowly nodded, looking at him. “Because as strong as you are and wants to look, I know you, I know pain can be hard to handle, and I also spoke with the EMT.”

She should have known that, even mad at her he could never stop caring about her. “Thank you. I love you.”

“Love you too sweetheart.” Giving her the water and meds, kissing her forehead. “Take this and then we’ll go get a shower, change your bandages and maybe get something to eat.”