Colby's big brown eyes looked up to his mother, his hands going out and lifting themselves into the air. "Mama!"

Emily looked down to her son with a sigh, watching as the now small one year old clenched his fists together the way they did when he was saying goodbye to someone. "Sweetheart hold on one moment, ok? Mommy has to finish making your food so Aunt Penny knows what to feed you." She set the jar of pureed chicken and peas into the fridge before running over to the playpen, scooping the young boy up and into her arms.

She smiled when he immediately laid his head on her shoulder, and she gently rubbed her hand on the small child's back. "I promise when me and daddy get back from Dr. Robbers that we'll have a nice bath before watching a movie with your older brother, ok?" Her eyes went to the front door when she heard the doorbell ring, and her footsteps were as she raced to the foyer. Her free hand pulled open the front door, her doe eyes darkening when she saw the unexpected woman standing on her doorstep. "Jessica. What a surprise."

The blond gave a grimace when the older woman appeared to greet her. "Emily Prentiss. Hello."

"Its actually Emily Hotchner now."

Jessica's eyes widened, her jaw dropping open as the older woman's lips curled upward into a smile. "Hotchner? Since when?"

Emily smiled wickedly, feeling Colby's skinny little legs wrap around her waist as the blond woman's brown eyes bore into hers. "Since four months ago, actually. So sorry you couldn't make it."

"Well seeing as how you never invited me."

Emily bit her lip, giving a small shrug of the shoulders. "Well, having you show up drunk to your own father's funeral with us all there, including Hotch and I's three children, we didn't think you'd be the best guest to have at the happiest moment of our life."

Jessica gave a roll of the eyes. "Its not like I hurt anybody."

"You almost hurt my son with a knife! I tried to get it away from you, which caused me to get three stitches on the palm of my hand!"

Jessica glared towards the older woman. "Your son?"

"Mommy!"

Emily's head spun, smiling as she watched Jack racing from the bottom of the staircase to meet her at the door. Luckily she was all ready for him, so when he came barreling into her legs, she didn't fall over. With her hand stroking the young boy's head and feeling his arms around her leg, she looked back up to the blond with a defeating smile. "Yes. My son."

Aaron made his way down the steps of his house, fixing the cuff of his suit jacket with his eyes facing the floor beneath him to make sure there were no scuff marks on his newly polished floor. "Em, is Penelope here yet? We need to get going so we don't miss our appointment." He made it as far as the coat closet before looking up, his shocked eyes widening when he saw the head of his ex's sister's head popping up over his wife's shoulder. "Jessica?"

Jessica smiled over to the older man. "Hi there Aaron."

"What are you doing here?"

Emily moved out of the way so her husband could fit in the doorway with her, squishing a small Jack between them. "She came over to say hello, which is done." Her dark eyes bore into the blonde's, feeling her anger rising inside of her. "Now she's leaving."

"I'm not leaving."

Aaron gave a small sigh, taking Colby from his wife's arms and setting him on his hip. "I think its best you go, Jessica."

The blond looked to her sister's ex husband with sad eyes. "Aaron..."

"I don't feel like putting Emily and I's children in danger right now, Jessica."

Emily grinned to the woman before her, feeling a scared Jack's arms wrapping tighter around her with every word that was being spoken. "As I was saying. Goodbye Jessica."

…

The dark haired couple practically raced through the doors and into their therapist's office, their doctor smiling as they sat themselves on the couch as quick as they could. Dr. Robbers gave a small nod to the couple once they were situated, hearing their heavy breaths enter the air around him. "Hello Mr. and Mrs. Hotchner. Everything ok today?"

Emily sighed as she looked to the older man sitting in the chair across from her, brushing her hair out of her eyes. "Sorry we're a little late."

"Its been a little hectic this morning."

Emily nodded, agreeing with her husband's statement. "Matthew, our oldest, is sick with the flu so we couldn't let him babysit. So we had to call my best friend to come and watch both Jack and Colby, but of course she was a little late. And when I answered the door because I thought she had arrived, it was Jessica Brooks, who," she rolled her eyes, "you'd rather not know about."

Dr. Robber's silver eyes narrowed, his eyebrows scrunching. "The woman who almost dropped the knife near Jack at the funeral?"

Emily bit her lip to keep her boiling anger inside. "No. The woman who, if she would have dropped the knife, would have stabbed our son all because she decided to get drunk before the funeral of her father."

Aaron scooted closer to his wife, wrapping his arm around her shoulders and giving a kiss to her temple to shush her. "Calm down, sweetheart."

The doctor looked at the couple, watching as Emily took a deep breath, nodding softly as her husband whispered calming words into her ear. "Alright then. Shall we get started?"

Aaron smiled as best he could to the therapist. "Yes please."