The Hotchner Household

Home Sweet Home

Section Chief Hotchner parked his car in the driveway of his house; he was tired...hell, he was beyond exhausted, it had been so long since he had gone with the team on a case, and this particular one had been very difficult and time consuming, and his skills and presence were essential to this particular case, so he had ended up assisting the now Unit Chief Derek Morgan, who happened to be one of his best friends and the godfather of his youngest daughter. They had been in Milwaukee for two weeks to aid in the investigation of a series of arsonist crimes happening within a few days timeframe, where the unsub escalated his number of victims and the intensity of his crimes. He had ended up flying to Milwaukee to help the team. On a normal basis, he no longer traveled since he had more responsibilities, but now, he was the section chief of the BAU.

There were many rumors about him leading the BAU completely, the current director of the BAU was sick, and it was assumed that soon he would retire, and many believed Hotch would get the job. The director of the FBI would be the last step of his career, and Hotch didn't lie to himself, deep inside, he did want the position, but he was happy where he was now. He was the Section Chief, and he usually no longer traveled; he had more time to devote to his wife and children, and he had everything he wanted. Hotch had two beautiful daughters and a son with his first wife...he never thought he would be happy again after Haley divorced him, but then life gave him another opportunity, He put Emily into his life and now, here he was after fifteen years after being divorced. He and Emily had been married for thirteen years, and they had two beautiful daughters, Isabella who was 12 years old and Alexandra who was five years old. They were the light of his eyes, and he never thought he would love anyone more than his children. Jack was seventeen, and he and Emily had raised him, after his first wife had been brutally killed at the hands of George Foyet. Hotch worried for many years after Haley's death about Jack, concerned how he would raise his son without his mother, but again, God had sent an angel into his life who had married him and given him two beautiful baby girls and who had raised Jack as her own for the past fourteen years. He truly had the best wife in the world. Emily was so amazing with him and their kids, and he felt he couldn't be any luckier to have her. Emily currently was the Director of the FBI Academy and worked only in the mornings, then her afternoons were devoted to her children and husband. They truly had the best marriage, and he couldn't wait to go inside his house and see his loved ones. Perhaps, that was the reason he was so tired...it had been a vey long time since he spent so much time away from his wife and kids. He no longer traveled, and that was partially why he took the desk job...he now had three children and a wife, but in this particular case, he had to go, and he was gone for two weeks and in his opinion, it was a sin to spend so much time away from his family. It was a punishment to be unable to hold his beautiful wife in his arms for two long damn weeks.

Thankfully, he was home now, so, he lazily got out of the car and started walking toward the front door...opening the door, the smell of his house greeted him immediately. Emily had probably cooked something amazing, as usual, by the smell of it. Hearing soft Jazz music coming from the kitchen, Hotch placed his briefcase down and walked further into the house, wondering why everything was so quiet and where everyone was?

"Hello?" Hotch called softy, walking into the kitchen, but there was no one there...the table was ready and so was dinner, but his family wasn't there.

"Emily...kids, I'm home." He called a little louder, walking out of the kitchen. It was then when his attention went to the top of the stairs and watched the little girl rushing down to greet her daddy. Alexandra ran down the steps taking two at the time with a big grin on her face.

"Daddy, you're home!" The five year old said as her dad picked her up in his arms. Hotch smiled widely and hugged his baby girl close to him.

"Hey, sweetheart, where is mommy and your siblings?" Hotch asked her, placing her down on the carpet again.

"Jack had practice tonight, Mom is with Bella in her room talking about dresses." The little girl made a face rolling her eyes. Hotch was so glad she was too little to be interested in dressing up and boy stuff, otherwise, he would be close to having a heart attack.

"Okay, I'm going to say hi to them, is your homework all ready?" Hotch asked Alexandra.

"Yes, I just have to set up my books for tomorrow." Alex said, smiling at her dad.

"Alright, why don't you go do that then we can all have dinner." He ordered gently. Alex nodded and rushed back upstairs. Hotch smiled, Alexandra was identically like him, she had dark brown hair and eyes, she had his dimples and his smile, but she had Emily's temper and stubbornness, she could be a handful when she really wanted to.

He went up the stairs and down the hall making at left and stopping at the door frame at his twelve year old daughter's room. Isabella was, on the other hand, a clone of Emily, raven black hair and ivory skin, plus she had Emily's nose and smile, but she, however, was sweet natured and very mellow. She could spend the day in her room doing homework and they would forget she was there at all; she was kind and never caused any trouble; her grades were always the highest in her classroom, and she was generally a great kid.

Isabella was trying on a blue dress when Hotch walked in. The dress was a pretty dress, a little above her knee and it covered her flat chest. She was wearing shiny blue shoes that matched the dress, and she looked truly beautiful. Emily was sitting on her bed watching her daughter try on the dress.

"Wow! You look absolutely beautiful?" He said, making the two brunettes turn around to face him.

"Daddy!" Bella said, rushing to her dad's arms and hugging him tightly.

"Hello, my baby." Hotch placed a kiss on her forehead, then walked further into the room pulling his wife into his arms and kissing her softly.

"You're home!?" Emily said, smiling widely. Hotch just looked at her fascinated, even after thirteen years of marriage, she was absolutely and utterly beautiful.

"I missed you so much." She said, pouting as he pressed a sweet kiss on her pouted lips.

"Ditto, baby." He smiled, then his attention went back to his daughter.

"What's the occasion?" He asked, looking down at her daughter again and sitting down at the bed joining his wife.

"It's for the school dance, remember? It's Friday night." Bella said, turning back to check her reflection in the mirror.

"School dance? Friday night?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Yeah, daddy, the school dance, I told you about it." Bella said smiling widely.

"I don't remember, and I think you're too young to go to a school dance, she's too young Emily." He turned to look at his wife in disapproval.

"Mom!" Bella whined, looking at her mom in irritation.

"It's okay, sweetheart, go change and get ready for dinner, I've got this." Emily told her twelve year old as she could feel her husband glaring at her.

"Let's go get dinner served, okay, honey?" Emily squeezed her husband's hand and stood up from the bed.

"Emily, do not walk away from me, we are not done talking about this." Hotch said, going after his wife and following her down the stairs.

"Emily, I'm talking to you, she's too young to go to a dance." He said angrily.

"No, she is not, it's a school event and all of her friends will be there. I'll drop her off at the dance, and then I'll pick her up. She'll be okay." She said, placing a kiss on her husband's forehead and turning her attention to dinner.

"No, Emily, she's not going, she's a kid. Why are you even buying her those dresses...you know how angry that makes me!" He said, raising his voice.

"Stop it, okay?" His wife warned. Emily watched as his face turned bright red, and she knew she had to do something before he lost it.

"The dance is at the school, and I've already talked to her teachers, Jack will be there, too, and she will only be there for a few hours. It's her first dance, Aaron. She wants to go, she studies hard, she deserves this. Is her first dance" Emily reasoned.

"But, she's too damn young!" He protested.

"No, she isn't, she's growing up, and you know that, please don't ruin this for her...she's been talking about it all month. She just made the varsity team at school, she deserves this." His wife said, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Now, help me serve dinner and be a good boy, and I'll pay you back tonight when we're alone." She winked at him playfully. That got her husband's attention away from the dance.

"Oh, woman, if you are talking about what I think you're talking about, we might have a deal." Hotch said, pulling her closer to him. He was already aching for her, two weeks without making love to his wife was a cruel and unusual kind of punishment, he was dying to be with her.

"Oh Section Chief Hotchner, trust me, you will be so sore tomorrow morning." Emily whispered seductively into his ear.

He smiled widely kissing her.

"Okay, you have a deal."

"Good, now leave Bella alone and help me serve dinner." Emily said, getting herself out of their embrace.

Hotch smiled as he watched his wife walk toward the stove, he would definitely have a great night. He couldn't be happier to be home.

Fin