A/N: So this is an AU where Hotch didn't know Emily from her mother and instead just from the night before. This is just a one-shot hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds or anything associated just borrowing the characters

She ignores me as I sit beside her, bringing the cup in her hands to her lips and taking a sip. Her dark hair is straightened, her dark eyes shining, and her pale skin illuminated by the fire. I glance around looking for a boyfriend; she was way to pretty not to have one. I didn't know anyone here so I guess sitting beside her would have to do. Since the split with my wife, Dave has been trying to get me out and away from work more. Parties weren't really my thing, but I told him I would try. I don't know how I ended up at this campfire barbeque thing. I don't even remember hearing about it; it's like I stumbled upon a whole community of beer drinking, truck driving, laid back, people. Though some rivaled me in stoniness when they first arrived, now they're all having a good time and I'm not, I'm stuck alone. I try to figure out what to say to the woman beside me but coming up empty I simply turn towards her and wing it. She turns towards me when I clear my throat and gives me a raised eyebrow look.

"Aaron," I yell over the blaring music, pointing to myself. She nods and sips her drink again, though keeping her eyes on me. "It's nice to meet you." I hold out my hand and she takes it, laughing lightly. Her laugh… WOW.

"You too," She says back.

When she doesn't offer her name an awkward silence falls over us and I ask, "And your name?"

As she goes to answer she stops abruptly and her eyes light up. She puts down her cup on the edge of the truck and jumps down grabbing my arm and pulling me down with her. "I love this song," she says a wide smile on her face. "I've been waiting for this song all night; let's dance!" I laugh and spin her around. We dance till the song is done and when it's over we clap together. She leans over and kisses my cheek.

"Thanks," she says giving my arm a squeeze.

I reply, "My pleasure."

"They need to play that again and again and again," she laughs. "I could listen to it forever."

"It is a good song," I admit, loving the way her eyes sparkle when she smiles. She directs one of her eye sparkling smiles to me and pulls me back to where our drinks are. We sit there for a while in silence catching our breaths and drinking. If only the DJ would play the song again. He didn't however and as the night wore on I asked her if she needed a ride home.

"That would be much appreciated," she replied.

I walk her to my car and open the door for her, "What a gentleman," she says.

I give her a mock bow, "Milady."

She hops in, "Well thank you kind sir." We both laugh as I shut her door and get in on the driver's side.

As we're driving I start flipping through the radio, hoping that the song would come on. "So where are we headed," I ask to fill the silence in the car.

She gives me her address with a smile than falls silent again. "So what do you do?" She gives me a raised eyebrow, "For work I mean."

"I'm starting a new job on Monday but I don't know how that's going to go," She gives a small shrug.

I give her a smile, "I sure you'll do great."

"Thanks," she says and I swear there is a blush creeping up her cheeks.

I go to ask her something again until I realize I've pulled up in front of her house. I flip the radio one more time as I pull the car to a stop. Finally! I hear the song play and she turns with a smile towards me.

"Care to dance?" I ask. She smiles and we both hop out, leaving the radio blasting. I spin her round and round both of us laughing and smiling. When it stops we are both out of breath and she gives me a hug and a kiss on the cheek.

"I had a good time tonight Aaron," She says her face flushed.

"I did too," I say. We walk towards her front door and when we get there she lets go of my hand. She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a card.

"Here's my number," She gives me a wink as she opens her door and walks in. As she goes to shut it she whispers, "Call me sometime." I nod as she closes the door a smile on my face as I look at her number. Across the top of the card is her name Emily Prentiss. Wow.

…

After driving home and getting into the house I collapse onto my bed thinking about Emily. Her dark hair and ivory skin, then I think of her skin against mine and I feel myself blush. I get up and jump in a five minute shower before heading to bed. My dreams are largely of Emily and myself together. In my dream I look at her but when she opens her mouth my alarm goes off right near my ear.

"Okay, then," I whisper in my dark room, "time to go and get ready for work."

…

"It went okay Dave, I met someone rather interesting," I smile as Dave leans forward bracing his elbows on his knees.

"And," He questions "Are you going to call her?"

"I don't know, what do you think?"

Rossi doesn't answer, instead Garcia does from the door, and "I think that we've got a case. We're meeting in the round table room in five minutes."

As she leaves Rossi calls, "thanks Garcia." to which she hums an mhm.

Rossi gets up and goes to the door, saying before he closes it, "I think you should call her."

I few seconds goes by before I hear a timid knock on my door. My voice goes monotone, "Come in."

When the door is opened I first see a box, a heavy box then a pair of pale arms. I watch as the woman in front of me comes in, turning away to close the door. As she shuts it I take in her appearance; she's wearing business clothes, a skirt and long-sleeved shirt, her dark hair is straightened.

"Agent Hotchner?" She asks turning around. When I hear her voice my jaw drops, then I see her face.

"Emily?" Her head snaps up as her eyes go wide.

We both stare at each other in silence for a few minutes. Emily sets her box down on the chair in front of my desk and extends a hand, "Emily Prentiss." She greets, "I was told to come here with my transfer papers."

I stand there for a moment staring at her hand, "This is the new job you were talking about?" I ask this incredulously.

Her dark as chocolate eyes seem to bore into me as they fill with anger, she snaps, "You didn't tell me you worked with the BAU."

I neutralize my expression, "You're right I apologize. May I see your papers?" She pauses for a second before her eyes soften and she shuffles through her box. Getting out the papers and handing them towards me. When our fingers brush I stiffen and so does she. I move my hand and take a look at the papers, scanning for anything wrong, "I hadn't realized we were getting a transfer. However everything seems to be in order," I hand her back her papers. "We are reviewing a case in a few minutes. Ask Spencer Reid to show you your desk and we're meeting at the room in the end of the hall; I'll introduce you there." She nods and picks up her stuff heading out of the room.

She pauses at the door; without looking back she says, "I really did have a good time Aaron." And with that she's gone. I watch her through my window and see Dave walking towards her.

I rush out of the room, "Dave a word." I call, he changes direction and starting walking towards me, I disappear into the room. I put my head in my hands as he walks in.

"What's up Hotch?" He asks shutting the door.

"It's her!" He looks confused so I wave a hand towards the window. "Last night's her!"

"Oh my goodness," he stifles a laugh. "Cute laugh, dark haired beauty, that her?"

I scowl at him, "Yes that her."

He heads towards the door, "Okay, well, good luck."

He leaves and I stand there mouth hanging open as I watch him walk down the catwalk towards Emily. This was not going to be good.