Prentiss tossed and turned in the bed; pulling the blankets up over her head, but that didn't help, her mind was still going a million miles per minute. She got back up again, for the umpteenth time to walk around her small hotel room. She had had enough.

She put her coat on, picked up her room key and headed out. She went to the room next door and knocked. After a few moments, Hotch answered. "Emily?" He asked, seeing that she was in her pajamas. He backed up to let her into his room.

She walked in and Hotch closed the door behind her.

"Is something wrong?" He asked.

"I can't sleep." She blurted out. "That sounds kind of infantile."

Hotch poured himself another scotch and offered one to Prentiss. She nodded. He poured her one and handed her the tumbler. He started to clear off his paperwork from the sofa. "Have a seat." They both sat and took a drink.

"I was going to say that I was sorry for waking you, but I can tell that you weren't going to be going to sleep any time soon." Prentiss said looking at Hotch still completely dressed for the day.

He looked down at his shoes then gave Prentiss a light smile. "No, I guess not. I still have some work to do. You can stay for a while if you would like. We can discuss what is bothering you or we can just enjoy our drinks."

Prentiss and Hotch were laughing together, the bottle of Glenfiddich was now almost empty. "Oh, the stories I could tell you, Hotch." She laughed taking another drink.

"I'm sure." Hotch chuckled at an inebriated Emily. "I would love to hear all of your stories sometime. But I have the feeling that you would have to kill me after you told me some."

Hotch stood up to walk around the coffee table and went to the small wet bar to grab the ice bucket. As he headed back to the couch he ran into the large sitting chair. He managed to keep himself from falling over but did drop a couple of ice cubes. "Did I just run into the chair?" He asked Prentiss.

"Nope." She said as she finished her drink.

"I didn't think so." He walked back to the couch and sat next to Prentiss. He used the small tongs to pick up a cube, he held it over her glass.

"What are you waiting for?"

"For the glass to stop moving."

She held his hand steady and helped him drop the cube. She then assisted him with a cube for his drink. "Did I ever tell you about the guy who tried to pick me up in a bar by pretending he worked for the FBI?"

"What?" Hotch asked with a smile. "I have to hear this one."

Prentiss got excited and sat up. "I was out with JJ and Penel… Penel… Garcia." Hotch let out a chuckle. "This guy came up to me and tried to flirt with me and mentioned that he was an agent. I brought him back to the girls and we were asking him what department he was with and just some other questions. He kept saying that everything was 'classified'. We then asked to see his badge, and of course, that too, was classified. So we showed him our badges and asked if that's what his looked like and he had nothing left to do but walk away." She laughed with Hotch.

Hotch picked up the bottle and turned it upside down over her glass and a few drops came out. He put his hand over the neck of the bottle and twisted his hand. "You have to squeeze out every last drop."

Prentiss laughed at seeing this side of Hotch. "Yes, that is very important." She then sighed and closed her eyes. She knew that she was past her limit. "Well. I should be going. She stood up, couldn't hold her balance and dropped back down. "I will just need a minute."

Hotch stood up and took her hand. "Here, let me help you." She stood up with Hotch's assistance then she leaned her face on his chest. "Has anyone ever told you that you smell like pine trees and cinnamon rolls?" She said with her eyes closed, still resting on his chest.

"Yes, I get that a lot." He bent over to pick her up and carried her to his bed. He tucked her in to the far side of the bed. He then went to his suitcase and pulled out his pajamas. He ran into the bathroom doorframe with his shoulder before making it through. He came out after changing his clothes. He went to the empty side of the bed, got in and turned off the light.

Hotch's phone started to ring. The glowing device lit up the two foot radius of the coffee table. But Hotch and Prentiss didn't budge. The phone rang again. Hotch let out a small moan and held Prentiss closer to him. They laid in each other's arms while sleeping peacefully until a knock at the door woke him up.

He opened his eyes to see her asleep in front of him. He quickly lifted up the blankets to see that they both had their clothes on. He gave out a sigh of relief as the knocking continued. Hotch jolted out of bed and straight to the door. He looked through the peephole to see Rossi standing on the other side. He opened the door enough to show his face.

"Good morning, Sunshine." Rossi said to a hungover Hotch." Come on, we gotta go."

"Okay, just give me a minute to get ready."

"Hurry up." Rossi said as Hotch shut the door. He turned around to see Prentiss sitting up in bed with a smile on her face.

"That was close." He let out a laugh.

"Reminded me of a couple of conversations with my parents when I was younger." She got out of bed and headed into the bathroom.

Just then another knock at the door. Hotch opened it but this time Rossi walked right in. "We have a problem."

"What is it?" Hotch asked in a sober tone.

"We can't find Prentiss. She isn't answering her phone or her door. Do you know where she is?"

Both men could hear the flushing water coming from inside the bathroom.

Rossi looked toward that door. "Who was that?"

"Who was who?" Hotch asked with a straight face.

"Aaron, is there something you need to tell me?" Rossi asked with a wink.

"No, Dave. Now get out of here so I can get ready and don't worry about Emily. I will make sure she is there, too." He escorted his friend out of the room and shut the door. "Okay, you can come out." Hotch said to the closed bathroom door.

"I'm sorry. Seems like we are getting all the grief but not any of the fun."

"Well, I had fun last night. A lot more than I've had in a long time. It was worth the trouble."

"I better sneak into my room and hope Rossi isn't sitting out there with a bowl of popcorn."

"Don't worry, you will be fine." Hotch opened the door for Prentiss. "I really did have a lot of fun. Let's do it again sometime, Emily."

"Most definitely." She said before shutting the door behind her.