After I posted Taking Care of Daddy, I thought about doing a Hotch/Prentiss romance fic that went with it. After some encouragement by a reviewer that went by fanficlover, I'm definitely doing it. I'm warning you, I've never really written a romance type story with two characters that weren't together in the show. For all you Will haters….He's in the story and with JJ because I like him. Don't like, don't read. I really don't care. Until I can think of a better name (any suggestions), Getting together will be the title.
Summary: Emily and Hotch can profile everybody, except each other.
Disclaimer: I hate these…..use your imagination….
He couldn't get her off his mind. She seemed perfect in everyway possible: she was beautiful, smart, funny, caring, and, most of all, Jack seemed to like her. There was one problem: He was her boss! He couldn't begin a relationship with his subordinate. Strauss would have his and her badges. He was getting pretty ahead of himself. He didn't know if she even liked him, yet. How would he find out? Damn, he was acting like a teenager, instead of a grown federal agent and father. He was planning on sending Emily flowers as a thank you, anyways. Did Emily like flower? Only one way to find out.
Emily couldn't get her mind off Hotch. Three days ago she was inside his house, nursing him back to health and keeping an eye on his son. Emily found her herself attracted to her boss since the day she joined the BAU. Unfortunately, she had to keep reminding herself that he was off limits. One: he was married at the time. Two: he's her boss! She never imagined herself like one of those women she hated. The women that obsess over men they can't have. Well, in past three days, she's become one of them. She needed help.
Emily was eating a piece of leftover pizza she had from she didn't even know when, probably last week, when she heard a knock at the door. She opened the door and found a brunette young man dressed in a delivery uniform holding a bouquet of lilies standing in front of her. "Emily Prentiss?" the man asked.
"Yes." She answered.
He held the flowers out to her. "For you." He said. Emily took them, but before she could say anything, the man walked away. She closed the door and set the lilies on the counter and noticed a little white card with them. Emily, Thanks for Saturday. Hotch. Oh man, she really needed help!
She picked up her phone to call Hotch. "Hotchner." He answered.
"Hey, Hotch, it's Emily. I got the flowers. Thanks, but you didn't have to do that." She told him.
"Just my way of saying thank you."
"I would have settled for no paperwork." She joked.
"That wouldn't be fair to the team." He said.
"Would it kill you to have a sense of humor, sometimes?" she laughed.
"Probably."
"So, how did you know I like lilies, anyway."
"Lucky guess. Jack has been bugging me about you coming over to see him, again." He told her.
"He has?" She knew the little boy liked her, but she didn't think she made that much of an impression on him.
"He has." Hotch confirmed. "How about this weekend if JJ doesn't corner us with a case?"
Emily hesitated. "I'll see you then." She answered, before hanging up. Emily Prentiss, you are such a masochist. She really, really need help. She grabbed her keys and left her apartment.
She ended up at an apartment building across town. The apartment she was looking for was on the first floor. Looking at her watch, she realized she probably should have called first. It was eight o'clock at night and her friend was probably putting her son to bed. She knocked on the door and almost immediately heard a man's voice on the other side. Will opened the door. "Hi, Emily." He greeted.
"Hi, I know I should have called, but is JJ here?" she asked.
Will smiled and let her in. "She's puttin' Henry to bed. I'll go get her." He could tell this was personal. If it had been BAU related, Emily would have just called.
A few minutes later, JJ walked into the living room. Unlike Emily, JJ changed out of her work clothes. She's got a two year old running around, who spills things easily. A formal suit was not something to wear around her place. "Hey, Em, you okay?" she asked.
"I think I fell in love with our boss." Emily blurted out.
JJ couldn't help the knowing smile that crossed her face. She could have told her friend that years ago. "Let's go grab Garcia." She said.
The women went to their favorite bar. All three settled for beer, instead of the hard stuff. They didn't want to go to work tomorrow hungover. They sat at a booth, Emily facing JJ and Garcia. "So, Chickie, when did you finally really your feelings for our fearless leader and what do you plan on doing about it?" Garcia asked. The colorful tech was not known for beating around the bush.
"You knew?" Emily asked, nervously.
JJ chuckled. "You don't exactly have to be a profiler to notice, Em." She informed her.
Garcia smiled and rolled her eyes. "When are you going to learn that there is nothing your technical goddess doesn't know?"
Emily chuckled. "Right." She said.
"So, what finally made these feelings known?" Garcia asked.
Emily groaned. "I spent the night on his couch, Saturday."
"Wait, what?" JJ questioned.
Emily told them about Hotch getting sick and Jack being there alone with him. "Wow, I didn't know the Bossman could get sick." She joked.
"So, not the point, Garcia." She groaned before taking a big gulp of her beer.
"He likes you, too." JJ told her.
"He does?" she asked.
"Duh!" Garcia said.
Emily frowned. "What she means, Emily, is, you don't need to be a profiler to see Hotch's feelings, either." JJ explained.
"How?" Emily asked.
Garcia groaned. "Come on, Emily. Are you that oblivious? Where's the profiler in you? Were the flowers not a dead give away?"
"I don't know." Emily said.
"Em, his feelings have been evident since Cyrus and the compound." JJ said.
Emily sighed. That had not been a fun case for her and Reid. "Really?"
"You didn't see Hotch those three days, especially after they heard you being beat up. He was not Hotch. When you were hit by the truck on the Shater case, all the color drained from his face. Believe us, he feels the same." JJ explained.
"Not to mention, Jack loves you, so you're already perfect for him." Garcia added.
"So, does everyone know?" Emily asked, a little afraid of the answer.
JJ shrugged. "No one's mentioned anything to me." She assured her.
Garcia giggled. "Morgan and Rossi know, but Reid is as oblivious as you have been."
"Great!" Emily said as she took another gulp of her beer, finishing it. "I'm going to get another drink." She got up and left her friends laughing.
She returned a few minutes later. "So, what do you plan on doing about this?" Garcia asked, as Emily sat down.
"What can I do, he's our boss." She reminded her.
"That does pose a small problem." JJ agreed, sipping her drink.
"Details. Sometimes, you gotta break the rules." Garcia insisted.
JJ laughed. "You would know something about that, Garcia. Your clothes, alone, break the rules." She said.
Garcia smirked. "See."
"But, I do see Garcia's point. Some rules are meant to be broken. As long as you remain professional.." JJ started.
"And don't get knock up." Garcia added.
"Right, as long as you keep those things in mind, who's going to know?"
Emily sighed. "So you guys are telling me to go for it?" she asked.
"Hell, yeah!" Garcia yelled, excitedly.
JJ nodded. "I'm telling you to stop thinking for once and do what your heart tells you." She said.
Emily stared at the table. "Maybe you guys are right."
"Maybe?" Garcia teased.
"You going to tell him?" JJ asked.
"Maybe." Emily answered.
"Come on, Emily!" Garcia groaned.
"Maybe this weekend." She said. If I have the guts.
"Oh, you're seeing him this weekend?" Garcia asked. "Why didn't you tell us that?"
"I'm telling you now." Emily frowned. "Jack wants me to come over, so I'm going." She finished. It's a good thing it was Jack who wanted her. If Hotch asked he to come over, she probably make up some lame excuse not to go. Emily gulped down the rest of her beer and stood up. "I am out of here. Thank you, Girls, and I'll see you tomorrow." She said as she headed out.
What do you think? Next chapter is gonna be a Hotch/Jack/Emily chapter. First, I gotta story to updated and another to write. Cya!
