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The blaring alarm echoed in his bedroom, forcing the tired agent to rise. Hotch really hated Mondays. Glancing at the clock he sighed, it was five in the morning, giving him enough time to shower, shave, dress and get Jack ready for school. Hotch made sure he had his backpack ready and ate his food.

"Daddy?" Jack called, swallowing his food in a rush.

Hotch chuckled. "Slow down buddy, we have enough time."

"Sorry." He slowed his chewing a bit, with a blush on his cheeks. "Can I have some friends over today? They want to come and play with max."

Max was the new family dog, a tri-color pit bull. Hotch had kept postponing the idea of getting a dog, seeing as he wouldn't be around to care for it. Plus, Jessica didn't need the burden of caring for a dog. That was until Kate showed up at his house with a puppy. Said she found him wondering the street and couldn't keep him. Of course, he knew the woman was lying, but he couldn't say no to her. He was still a bit weary of the animal, but after a lecture from Garcia and Kate he knew better. Besides the dog has not given him any reason to distrust.

Hotch scratched the back of his neck. "I don't know Jack. You'll have to ask aunt Jessica. She's picking you up after school." Seeing the disappointment in his eyes, Hotch sighed. "I am not promising anything, but if we get no case I'll pick you up and they can come over."

Jack jumped from his seat and into his father's arms. "Thank you! Thank you!"

"Alright buddy go and grab your bag." Hotch chuckled.

Walking into his home office, he grabbed his badge and gun. Dropping off Jack at school he was approached by one of the teachers. Hotch groaned, he was not in the mood for this right now.

"Morning Mr. Hotchner." The lady grinned. As if to ensure he wouldn't leave, she leaned against his window. "How are you?"

Hotch smiled politely. "I am doing well. You?"

"Oh, I am great. I was meaning to ask; my husband has been trying for weeks to fix the plumbing in our bathroom. And as you would know he has only made it worse. He does not want to pay a plumber." She sighed. "So, I wanted to ask if you'd be kind enough to take a look for me?"

Hotch quirked an eyebrow. This lady was out of her mind. "I do apologies, but I have paperwork to do all day. Besides I always call a plumber." She made a 'O'. "I really am sorry Mrs. Hudson, but I must get going."

"Oh, of course." Leaning back, she gave him a flirty smile. "Be safe."

"Thank you." If Hotch hadn't wanted to seem desperate to leave, he would have sped off. Ever since he had broken it off with Beth, that woman was on him. It was as if she could smell a single man from miles away. Un-fortuity for her, he was involved with someone already. Someone he was willing to see how far things went with, not the one he lusted over, but he liked her.

Passing the guard and parking the car, he reached the elevator, stopping at the bullpen he smirked at being the first one to arrive. Hotch made himself some coffee and settled into this office. Just as he took a seat, the woman he had been seeing walked in.

"Hello agent." She greeted.

Hotch grinned. "Morning. How was your morning?"

She shrugged taking a seat on his desk, just beside him. "It could have been better."

Hotch chuckled, pulling her to sit in front of him. "I told you to spend the night love."

"I know Hotch, but I want to take things a certain pace. Jack was attached to Beth and might be too soon for me to barge in." She explained. Running a hand through his hair, leaning in she gave him a small kiss. "Didn't stop me from missing you last night though."

Hotch laughed. "You and me both love." Just as he was about to pull her into his lap, the door was opened.

"Hey Hotch, did you si-" Morgan stopped short, his eyes going wide. The team knew about them, but it didn't mean things weren't awkward. "Sorry guys."

JJ stood from the table and walked towards the door. "Don't worry about It Morgan, I was just saying goodbye."

Morgan groaned, closing the door behind him. "Sorry man."

Hotch cleared his throat and fixed his tie. "It's alright Derek."

Clearing his throat, he handed him some papers. "I need you to sign this."

Hotch grabbed and handed scanned over the papers, handing them back to Morgan who ran out. He shook his head in amusement, man can face death its self, yet gets beat red at seeing them together. Glancing out the window, he spotted the rest of the team walking in. His eyes trained on the newest team mate. Kate had shown her abilities to this team over and over in the past year. He wasn't surprised if she was given her team one of these days. Shaking his head, he decided to get some work done. He had a few files, which meant he would probably be able to pick up his son from school.

The day went normal, no case, simply responding them with a profile and moving on to the next. Of course, the usual happened. Morgan and Reid had their share of pranks. Garcia, Kate, JJ and Emily had their gossip time. Dave had his scotch break and Hotch went about his business. The only time he walked out was for lunch with JJ. which was quickly turned into a team lunch, not that he minded.

After lunch Hotch worked doubled time to finish his paperwork. Once he was done, he glanced at the clock with a smile. Jack was to get out of school in an hour. Packing his things, he walked out, letting everyone know he was leaving for the day. Hotch ran out of the office and into his car, it had been a while since he picked up his son from school. Having called Jessica and given her the day free, he parked in front of the school. Only thing to worry him was running into Mrs. Hudson.

As the bell rang, Hotch waited outside for Jack. Students flowed out of the school, yelling and laughing. It was a Friday after all. As the crowd began to thin out, he frowned at not seeing his son.

"Excuse me?"

Hotch glanced down at a little girl, tugging at his pants. "Yes?"

"Are you jack's daddy?"

"Yes. Do you know where he is?" Hotch asked, kneeling to her level.

The little red head girl nodded. "Yes, a-"

"Diana! There you are." A red head woman rushed to her daughter, giving Hotch a weary look. "Don't run off like that!"

"Sorry mommy." She whispered.

"Ma'am?" Hotch called, stopping her from leaving.

"Yes?" She frowned, taking a step back.

"I am agent Hotchner with the BAU." Hotch showed her his credentials. "Mind if I ask you daughter a question?"

The lady pulled her daughter closer. "What's this about?"

"You are in no kind of trouble. I just need to know where my son ran off to." Hotch replied. Getting the nod from her, he kneeled before Diana and repeated the question.

"We were in the playground and Jack and I were playing tag. I was it and was chasing him. Then a man called him." She began.

Hotch knitted his brows. "Called him how?"

"By his name silly." She giggled.

Hotch forced a smile. "Right. What happened next?"

"Umm, Jack went to him and they were talking. Then he left."

Hotch felt as if he was losing air. His chest tightening with fear. "Can-can you please stay here. I need your daughter to give us whatever she remembers about the man."

"Yes, of course." The mother replied.

Hotch nodded, not really paying attention as he ran into the school. His biggest fear was coming true. His son could not be missing. Not Jack! Checking class by class, Hotch yelled for his son. Hoping, praying he would get a response. Reaching the office, he flashed credentials. "Where is Jack Hotchner?"