This is the start of my new fanfiction,

Where Aaron Hotchner is turned in to a daddy by being visited by CPS.

I DO NOT OWN CRIMINAL MINDS!

Only My OC Amy Turner.

"When someone you love becomes a memory, the memory becomes a treasure."

~Author Unknown

"Agent Hotchner?"

Aaron looked up from his pile of papers he needed to organize and sign to gaze at a small woman with dark brown hair resting on her shoulders. He was confused. It was his first week at Quantico, Virginia and he was already being asked for? Was something wrong?

He put on a calm, hard poker face and shook the women's hand. "Yes? Is there something you need?" he asked as he stood up from hi

"My name is Debra Banks. I'm here to discuss the custody of your daughter; Amy Turner."

"Daughter..?" Aaron looked at Debra with a confused facial expression and he slumped down in his seat. A Daughter? He had no kids with Haley and he had no other serious relationships before her. Where was this all coming from?

Debra pulled out a folder and placed in on his desk. "It's all in the folder Mr. Hotchner. Date of Birth, Transfer Paper and such for you to take her in. If not, she will be sent to the Child Protective Services and into our system."

"Wait, how do you know I'm the father? Who's the mother?" Aaron opened up the folder to see a photo of the girl named Amy Turner. He was stunned hen he saw the photo. She looked like a spitting image of him aside from the fact her hair color was a light brown and her eyes were a deep Carmel color.

Name: Amy Turner

Born: December 8th, 1988

Mother: Lucy Turner

Father: Aaron Hotchner

"She's 16 Mr. Hotchner… With my person experience with system, I would recommend you take her in…" Debra began as she shifted her weight from one foot to another. In Aaron's line of job, he realized she has been working with the child protective services for quite some time now.

"I don't know a Lucy Turner Ms. Banks. I'm sorry but you must have the wrong person…" he said as he closed the file. This wasn't happening to him… How could he have a daughter he didn't know about? Debra sighed and took the file off his desk then rummaged though it till she found what she was looking for; a DNA test.

"All your information is in the FBI database Mr. Hotchner. With permission of Section Chief Erin Strauss I took the liberty of trying to see if you were really the father of Amy Turner before I came to talk to you…" she said as her sat the file on his desk once more. He held the single paper in his hands for some time and read a single line over and over. "We are 99.9 percent certain that Aaron Hotcher is the biological father of Amy Turner."

'Oh shit…"

Aaron set Amy's bags down in the guest room of Haley and his house. Out of the course of 2 weeks, he soon realized how he could have possibly been Amy's father and it was something he wasn't exactly proud of.

A stupid one night stand during freshman year.

The music banged around Aaron and around the girl he was dancing with; Lucy Turner. He had just been beaten by his father and he was sick of it. News about a party was around the school and even if he wouldn't admit it, he really wanted to go. The news about drinking, music, dancing and being in a house were the parents weren't around interested him. He was an average freshman.

After the 6 cup of 'fruit punch', Aaron's world was slowly turning around. Unknowingly after the song had ended and he and Lucy had found a lone bedroom he let everything he was holding inside of him out. All his feeling, his worry's and his secrets were told to a girl he had just met.

"I want to forget.." he said as he hung his head down low. He hated this feeling of weakness and he soon hated the feeling of being exposed to this one girl he barely knew.

"Let me help you forget…" her smooth voice said as she leaned in to kiss him. The kiss was simple, plain, and held no emotion. The only thing it did hold was the ability to make him forget about the pain and suffering he was feeling. The simple innocent kiss that started off soft and slow was altered by the end of 10 minutes were the two young teens were already showing skin.

"Oh Aaron.."

He sighed and ran his fingers threw his hair, trying to calm himself. Thankfully Haley was forgiving and understanding about the whole ordeal and accepted the mistake he had made years ago.

"God I love her…" he said as he looked around the room. Haley went out of her way to get the young 16 year old simple necessities she would need to feel comfortable. Purple bed sheets, Shampoo, conditioner, her own toothbrush and even a pair of pajamas. Her excuse for getting this entire set was a simple one; she wanted to get ready for the shopping when he and she would have a child some day.

"Ring Ring" The doorbell went. Amy was here, and so was his new life as a father.