Chapter 1

Aaron Hotchner the stoic Unit Chief of the BAU team of the FBI sat at his desk gripping his pen tightly in his hand as his other hand rested across his forehead while he tried to compile a list the important qualities needed in a nanny to care for his son Jack.

He had been blind sided a week ago when his former sister in law Jessica, who had been caring for Jack told Aaron that she had to leave Virginia and move to Florida to care for her ailing mother.

This person had to have a spotless background and have the right personality that would mesh well not only with his son but him too. After all this would be someone who will be pretty much living in their home.

"This is hopeless." He mumbled to himself not even knowing where to begin.

A tap in the doorway drew Aaron's head up from the paper he was staring at to see Penelope Garcia the beloved Technical Annalist waiting for him to acknowledge her.

"Sir, I have that list of nanny agencies that you wanted me to find."

"Thanks Garcia."

She walked into his office to hand him the list seeing the distressed look on her boss' face. She wanted to offer comforting words to him but was afraid that it might only make him more aggravated.

"Garcia, what would be good qualities you would look for in a nanny?" A hint of frustration eluded in his voice.

"Well sir, if Mary Poppins were a real person that's who I'd want. Since she isn't, I'd look for someone who is like my first grade teacher was." She grinned.

Aaron looked up at her like a light bulb went on in his head. "That's a great idea Garcia." "What is sir?"

"A teacher. Can you compile a list of people applying for teaching positions in the area and get me what you can on each of them?"

"I'll see what I can do." She then turned and left to go to back to her office.

She had been here just over a month and her reserve cash was running low and the skimpy paycheck she was bringing in as a barista in a small coffee shop wasn't helping much to pay her rent.

She was hoping she would start getting calls from the surrounding schools to interview for a teaching position. The only problem was school would be starting in a couple of days and the only calls coming in were calls from her mother hoping she would just come home and take back her teaching job there.

Opening the door to her tiny one room dump that she paid too much rent for certainly didn't feel like a home. She packed her car so quickly when she made the decision to leave she only grabbed a few things other than her clothes to bring with her. Why she choose the DC area to land she didn't even know. Maybe her mom was right. She should just pack up and go home.

Steam was rising from the cappuccino machine as she made the froth for the drink for the customer waiting. The smell of coffee was always so soothing which is part of the reason she even applied for this job while she got her teaching resume out there.

After placing the to go lid on the cup she handed it to the customer and wished her a good day and smiling at the tip the kind woman dropped in the jar.

Breathing a sigh of relief that the morning rush was over she sat down on a stool behind the counter to rest her tired feet. Her cell phone began to buzz in her apron pocket and she quickly pulled it out not recognizing the number that was displayed. She jumped up and went to the back before answering.

"Hello?….This is." She blinked a little stunned by what the caller on the other end was telling her.

"Well sure, I could be interested in being a nanny. What's your name again?" She scribbled down the name Aaron Hotchner.

"Where's that? Oh, um ok." She then scribbled down the address still puzzled.

"I'll be there tomorrow at 1:30." She really was confused.

"The BAU in Quantico? I never applied for a nanny position." She mumbled.

Even though this was totally bizarre she had to go meet the man who somehow plucked her name out of nowhere and called her in for an interview.

After going through security she was handed a visitors badge that was to be worn in a visible area to all personnel and was given directions to how to find Aaron Hotchner.

"I'm at the FBI offices." She kept thinking to herself on the elevator ride up.

Her stomach was dancing nervously and the ding of the elevator startled her when it reached the floor.

She stepped out hesitantly and saw glass doors to a large office area that had BAU printed on it and made her way through them. The employees were busy at their desks and she had no idea where to go from here.

"Can I help you find something sweetheart?"

She looked up to see a stunningly hot chiseled mocha man with his eyes twinkling flirtatiously.

"Uh hi. I'm looking for Aaron Hotchner?"

He smiled warmly at her. "You must be here for the interview. I'll take you there."

She followed him up some stairs noticing the perfect muscular definitions of his butt through his tight jeans as she walked behind him down the open hallway to an office. He knocked on the door.

"Come in." A voice spoke.

"Hotch your interview is here." The hot escort stepped aside and extended his arm out to show the young lady inside.

A tall dark haired man with piercing dark eyes wearing a tailored suit stood up behind his desk waiting to greet her.

"Hi. I'm Christine Eidahl." She introduced herself nervously.

"Aaron Hotchner." He stepped around from behind his desk and extended his hand out to her. "It's nice to meet you Christine." She took his hand and shook it. "Please sit down." He gestured.

Christine moved nervously to the chair in front of his desk and sat down. Aaron picked up a paper and began to read off her credentials.

"You have a bachelor's degree in early childhood and elementary education, four years of teaching experience, you moved here to the DC area a little over a month ago from Omaha Nebraska and are currently working in a small coffee shop."

Christine sat nodding with a slight smile on her face as he continued.

"Your former principle gave you a glowing recommendation. He really would like to have you back. You're a natural with children, have a wonderful sense of humor and are able to create an inviting learning environment for your students." He paused looking up at Christine from the paper.

She still had the slight frozen smile on her face not sure if she should speak. He continued.

"You are twenty nine, have never been married and do not have any children of your own yet, and you have never been convicted of a crime, not even a parking ticket."

Christine shook her head in amazement. She knew that information wasn't on her resume. He really didn't leave anything for her to tell him about herself.

"That's all true enough." She said. "I do have one question for you Mr. Hotchner. How did you find me?"

"Oh, I had our Technical Annalist look up your resume on line and do a background check on you. You met all of the criteria I'm looking for so that is why I called you."

"I see. Of course you would know everything about me you're the FBI. I'm guessing you probably know what kind of underwear I buy." She then realized she just said that out loud and instantly and her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"Well no, that wasn't on my list of things to find out about you but I'm sure that Garcia can find that out if I need her to."

Christine couldn't help but smile and he also smiled back at her.

Aaron noticed that she finally seemed to relax. Her smile was sweet and genuine. Her soft strawberry blonde hair was pulled back in a loose bun with tiny stands falling around her neck and her giant blue eyes glistened as she looked back at him. She was very pretty and looked so sweet and innocent and appeared to be more like the age of nineteen instead of twenty nine.

"Why did you come to the DC area when you lived in the Midwest your whole life?"

Christine paused waiting for him to answer for her but he remained quiet.

"Well sir, I was engaged and my wedding was suppose to be this summer. My former fiancé cheated on me with my best friend. I decided that I just needed to get away and start over. I landed here pretty much by chance. Kind of like throwing darts at a map."

Aaron nodded. "I'm sorry that happened."

"So that wasn't in my background check?" She asked hesitantly.

"No. That's the one thing Garcia didn't list about you." He smiled.

"Good to hear." She smiled back. "I'd hate to think that was something easily found out."

"My son Jack is seven. His mother passed away three years ago. My job requires a lot of travel so I need someone who can give him full time care when I'm away. We live in a house not too far from here that has a private apartment above the garage for you rent free as well as a monthly salary. I have a guest bedroom in the house for you when I am away. Do you have any questions for me?"

"Are you actually offering me the job sir?"

He then smirked realizing that he never did make a formal offer before saying all of that.

"Please call me Aaron. After meeting you in person, yes the job is yours if you'll accept the offer." Christine swallowed still stunned.

"Everyone calls me Chrisy. I accept."

"Great!" Aaron said excitedly.

"Why don't you come over tonight at seven for dinner and meet Jack." He then handed her a slip of paper with the address and his cell number just in case she got lost.

"I'll be there. Thank you." She gave Aaron one last smile and walked out of his office and back to the elevators.

That was by far the strangest interview she had ever had.

Derek Morgan looked up from his desk watching the cute girl leave and then looked over to the shy Spencer Reid sitting across from him.

"She's a doll Reid. I think you should go for her."

Spencer looked up at her without giving much of a response to Derek's comment. She looked like the type of girl that made fun of him in school.

"I doubt that Hotch would like for us to get too friendly with Jack's nanny." Spencer said flatly.

Morgan shrugged. "Maybe not but that doesn't stop us from admiring the view."

"She looked nervous." Spencer noted.

"Wouldn't you be?"

"Mom calm down." Chrisy said as she fumbled with the paper reading the directions.

"Well, how do you know he's not some dirty pervert." Chrisy's mom yelled over the phone.

"I went to the FBI office for the interview. He seems nice. Just a single father who's wife died and he travels with his job a lot and needs someone to care for his son."

"Well I still say you should not have accepted without checking him out first."

"I'm on my way to his house to meet his son now. The boy might not even like me."

Her mother sighed loudly. "There hasn't been a child yet that hasn't liked you."

"Look mom I'll keep my pepper spray in my pocket in case Aaron tries something funny. I'm here so I'll call you after I leave."

"Fine. I love you."

"I love you too." Chrisy pulled into the driveway and parked her car.

It was a nice quiet little neighborhood and the house was cute and she could see the stairs to the apartment above the garage just as Aaron had told her. She took in a big breath and got out of her car.

"Hi Chrisy. I see you found us alright." Aaron greeted her at the door smiling.

He looked much different than earlier wearing jeans and a polo shirt as opposed to the tailored suit he had on.

"Well, I did end up on a dead end street once but I found the right one eventually. I'm probably the last person on earth without a GPS."

"Come in." Aaron laughed stepping out of the way.

The house was cozy but obviously was void of a females touch. She put her purse down on the end table next to the couch. A nervous little face peeked around from the door to the kitchen.

"Jack come and meet Christine."

Jack slowly made his way through the door and walked up and stood next to his father.

"Hi Jack." She said smiling at him.

"Hi." He said with a bashful voice.

"Jack, I know this is a little strange for you. It's a little strange for me too. I've never been a nanny before. This is your chance to get to know me a bit before I start so if you don't like me you can tell your daddy that he needs to keep looking. How does that sound?"

"Ok." He smiled at her.

Aaron was already impressed by her seeming to give Jack some power in this situation that he wasn't too happy about.

"Jack why don't you show Christine to the table while I bring out the food."

Jack led her to the tiny dining area right outside the kitchen and showed her to her chair.

"Thank you." She said sitting down.

"I set the table all by myself." He said proudly.

"It looks very nice." Noticing the misplaced silverware.

Aaron came from the kitchen with serving bowls and placed them on the table and sat down.

"Wow you cook too? I'm afraid that's a skill I've yet to perfect. Jack are you willing to put up with me until I get better at it?"

Jack nodded. "I can help you too. I help Daddy all of the time."

"Well good deal. I can use all of the help I can get." They passed the food around and filled their plates.

"Daddy said you're a teacher. Do I have to call you Miss Eidhal?"

"No way. You can call me Chrisy. Everyone I know calls me Chrisy."

"I like Chrisy. That's a good name." Jack very quickly liked her and Aaron saw that her former boss was correct about her having a natural way with children.

He noticed how pretty her hair looked spilling down over her shoulders. It looked so soft to touch.

"So Aaron just how was it you decided on me out of everyone else?"

"Well you can thank Penelope Garcia for that. She's the one who said she'd like a nanny like her first grade teacher. She's the one who picked you out."

"I see. Well this is most defiantly a first for me. Being picked out randomly on line from supposedly protected school web sights for a job I didn't even actually apply for."

"There's nothing that Garcia can't get her hands on."

"I'll remember that."

When everyone was done eating Jack wanted to show Chrisy his room. He then gave her a tour of the whole house so she would know where everything was.

Aaron cleaned up the left over food and cleared the table of the dirty dishes while enjoying listening to the conversation Jack was having with Chrisy. She was going to be a great fit for Jack.

"So how soon can you start?" Jack asked as Chrisy was getting her purse to leave. She smiled at him.

"So I guess that means I passed the test?"

"Yes!" He answered excitedly.

Aaron was also waiting for that answer.

"Is tomorrow too soon?" She said looking at both of them.

Aaron stepped away and got a key ring and came back and handed it to her.

"These are the keys to the house and these are the keys to your apartment. It's all ready for you."

Chrisy smiled taking the keys. She had a feeling this was going to be very good for her.

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