Emily let out a breath before she ran her fingers through her hair, careful not to mess up her ponytail, as she watched her children running around before her. Not one of the kids could quiet down when she asked, their voices screamed and cried as their little legs took them running around the house.

There wasn't one day where she got peace and quiet in this house, and both her and her husband could barely get a single moment alone together.

The brunette spun around when she heard the bell ringing, and she quickly ran over to answer the front door. Her eyes widened slightly at the sight of the older woman standing before her, her hair up and perfect and briefcase clutched in her hands. "Hello?"

"My name is Jo, I'm here for the Hotchners."

Emiyl immediately smiled at the english woman before her. "Oh hi! Come on in."

The brunette woman smiled wide before entering the house. She gazed through her glasses to a small brunette standing in the middle of the foyer, a sippy cup in her hand. "And who is this beautiful girl?"

The young mother gave a small laugh before smiling. "That's Aislyn, she's seven."

Jo bent down, careful of the skirt she wore, and held her hand out to the child. "Well hello Aislyn. Its very nice to meet you."

The small brunette grabbed onto the woman's hand. "Hi."

Emily's head whipped around at the sound of a scream, and she let out a sigh when she saw her other children running through the halls. "Kids come here, please! We have a gest." She watched the kids come to a screeching halt on the wooden floor just before her. "Introduce yourselves please."

Every child immediately straightened their shoulders before walking up to the strange woman.

"I'm Jack."

Jo smiled to the blond in front of her, shaking his small hand. "Hello there, Jack. How old are you?"

"I'm nine."

Another small boy came up to the woman kneeling on the ground and gently shoved his older brother out of the way before he stuck his hand out. "I'm Greg."

Jo's smile widened to the brunette boy that shot her a grin with at least three teeth missing. "Hello Gregory."

"I'm five!"

"Well you sure are mighty big for a five year old."

Emily bit her lip as she ushered the last two children forward. "And this is Carter and Megan, our two year old twins." She bent down and pressed a kiss to each of their temples. "Say hi guys."

The brunette twins gently stepped forward, both lifting their right hands to wave at the woman in their house.

Jo gently laughed when Megan stepped forward to hug her, her tiny arms wrapping around her neck. "Hello sweethearts." The nanny looked up to the brunette mother that still stood near her front door. "And where is their dad?"

"He's out at work right now, but he should actually be back pretty soon." Emily bit her lip, her eyes widening when Carter and Gregory began screaming at one another. She quickly knelt on the floor and used her arms as best she could to separate the brothers. "Hey hey! What is going on?"

"He pushed me!"

Emily's dark eyes shot over to the older one of the brothers. "Greg is this true?"

The brunette boy shook his head, scooting towards his mother and wrapping his arms around her neck with a pout on his lips. "No mommy."

Emily let out a small sigh before soothingly rubbing her hands up and down her son's small back. "Ok ok. You guys just go and play, ok?"

Jo watched as the children quickly scurried back into the house, and the suppernanny glanced into the camera at her side when the young mother followed them. "I think we might have some work on our hands."