A/N: I had this one in my writing queue but thought I had time until I looked at the calendar. Holy shizzers! I had to get busy writing!

While this is a Hotch/Rossi slash, it is totally family with Jack. There is nothing explicit and my "T" rating will hold for the hints only. And my occasional potty mouth; otherwise, this could pass as K+.

It is a standalone piece. However, if you want to read An Argument, Making Up and a Promise and Acceptance and Support, it won't hurt; (Especially my feelings. ;) I'm such a schmuck to get new readers. And proudly admit it) there's hints back to those stores but won't affect a standalone story content for you new readers. This one though is mainly this family enjoying the MLK weekend, which federal employees get off. That includes the FBI. And, as always, is completely written. You will get, if the FF demons cooperate, a chapter a day.

All rights to the CM characters, as always, belong to the entity that is Criminal Minds. That includes CBS, ABC Studios and Mark Gordon Productions. What I do after that, is purely my own. And how I love that! :D

To my awesome guest reviewers, I once again highly urge you to get a FF login. I will say again. You don't have to be an author to register. But without that, I cannot respond to your wonderful reviews. And I'm the author that responds to the kindness I receive. Just sayin'. ;)

My Jedi Master taught me that. *Knightly bow*

Chapter 1

The team relaxed as the Gulf Stream winged them home on Friday morning. The percentages played through again. Yet. Still. Unsubs took the Christmas holidays off and then went on a rampage. The team, from the third of January on, had rarely been home.

Yet the banter on the plane was relaxed and easy. Strauss mandated that they finish their after action reports. "On the jet" with a chat room wink of her email said. "Once finished," she said, "go home and enjoy your weekend." She added a happy smile to the email. The team wasn't going to analyze the message. They just simply took advantage of it and dove into their reports. They all finished as the jet started its descent to the Quantico airfield and home. Oh, there would be a few pieces of actual paper they would need to sign once they got back to the office. But it would take less than an hour and it was out the door.

When they all finished, the team gathered around in the jet. Reid looked at Hotch and Dave. "With Strauss giving us the total holiday weekend off, what's the family plans?" he gently asked with a smile. The team had full buy-in to Hotch and Rossi's relationship. To be honest, they were in awe that they could pull it off; especially in some parts of the country where their relationship would be more than frowned upon. They had just exited one, their latest case being in a remote county in west Texas.

The two men, happily together and now married, impressed the hell out of the local PD. Hotch and Dave, with their knowledge, had quickly built the profile, having seen it many times before. Once they had the profile, it took Garcia less than three hours to narrow the suspect down. Yet the locals were blind to their relationship. Since the team roomed together at the local motel, they just assumed the two senior profilers would share.

Hotch and Dave had taken advantage of the same sex marriage law in the District of Columbia. While citizens of the Commonwealth of Virginia, both of them being residents, they joined in marriage in DC, which had legalized it. The overall citizenship of Virginia, mostly conservative, didn't see things that way. Yet, not many of the cops they worked with noticed that their weddings bands matched. They weren't profilers.

The team rejoiced in their happiness. After what Hotch had gone through with the Foyet ordeal, they actually cherished it. Hotch was a happy man again. The team wanted that for their stoic leader. And Dave had got him to relax a bit, which the team enjoyed even more.

As Chuck and Angie winged the team home, Morgan beamed at JJ, Prentiss and Dave who all sat together in the four top. Reid and Hotch leaned against the cabinet across from the seats, letting their long legs get stretched a bit. "Let me guess," Morgan said, as Garcia smiled through the laptop. "It will involve Jack totally and maybe the cabin." JJ pointed at him, getting a broad Morgan smile. "Give it up Pennsylvania Petite," Morgan said, as only he could say. "I nailed it."

Dave, sitting next to JJ in the four top, looked at her and rolled his eyes. JJ smiled at her mentor. "Don't you hate it when he's right?" she said with her eyes sparking, showing her loving personality.

"Yeah," Dave smiled. "'Cause he's an asshole about being right." JJ laughed and just pointed at Morgan, rubbing Rossi's shoulder.

Emily, sitting next to Derek, looked at him, and smiled. "You are," she snarked. Reid smiled at the convo. And more importantly, he being the only one of the group that noticed Hotch didn't blush anymore at the mention of him and Dave's relationship.

Hotch noticed Reid's smile. He rubbed Reid's shoulder. "You're good Reid," he smiled. "And for the record around here, you nailed it before Morgan," Hotch brightly smiled.

Reid looked at Morgan, smiled broadly and gave Morgan a finger point, sending the message gotcha to his friend. He looked at JJ and laughed. Emily joined JJ's laughter, with a finger point to her friend.

"Yup," JJ smiled. "You did." She smiled at Dave. "What's the plan," she asked, softly rubbing his shoulder.

Dave gently smiled back. "A family weekend at the cabin involving getting our son onto the ice on the pond to get his hockey skills going."

JJ, the mother of the group, quickly piped up. "Jack wants to play hockey?"

Dave just smiled at her. "Where the hell did that come from?" Emily asked. Dave pointed at Hotch.

Morgan shook his head, looking at Hotch. "No way man." While Morgan played basketball in high school, a winter season sport that required a lot less money for his single mother, he was a huge Chicago Blackhawks fan. If he was home and the Blackhawks were in town against the Washington Capitals, Derek Morgan was front and center in the arena, probably proclaiming his allegiance with an old school Stan Mikita jersey; one of the Blackhawks' greatest players.

Hotch smiled. "My first assignment when I became a federal prosecutor was in Denver. Haley and I had just got married. Our neighbors in our apartment building were huge fans of the Denver University Pioneers that play in the WCHA. They got us hooked." Hotch paused for second, reliving the memory.

"We were young, with not much money. So for a date night, Haley and I would go ice skating. That's how I learned to skate. Haley had learned when she was young, so it came back to her naturally." He paused and reflected a bit. The team knew his love for her, just like they knew his love for Dave. He shook his head a bit. "It was pretty embarrassing to start out. But I learned," he smiled, pausing again for a few seconds. "When Jack was a baby, we both said that would be the first thing we'd teach him to do when he was old enough." He shook his head. "I don't have to tell all you what got in the way of that." The team nodded, including Garcia.

But Hotch smiled. "The first time after Dave and I started our relationship and he suggested the three of us going to the cabin in the winter, I knew that I could keep Haley's promise." The team remembered that conversation that ripped through all them to the very beings of their souls. Garcia on the laptop wiped a tear away.

"No tears Penelope," Hotch said, noticing her. "We kept that promise. I taught Jack how to skate last winter on the pond at the cabin. And we've gone a lot of times to indoor ice rinks to keep it up," he added, then looking at Dave with a devilish smile. "We're still working on someone else. His learning curve isn't as high as our son's."

Prentiss eyed Dave with her own devilish smile. "Whatttt?" he responded. "I'm a kid from Long Island, raised by Italian parents that barely made ends meet with four kids. And in the 1960's I might add," he said looking into Emily's eyes. "The only skates I knew were the ones with four wheels."

JJ looked at him with a question. "Roller skates Pennsylvania Petite. And they are a helluva lot different to a single blade." JJ pointed at him, conceding the point. Morgan nodded his acceptance as well.

Reid smiled at Hotch. "There has to a reason for the re-newed commitment. I mean besides Jack," he added with a grin.

"Yeah, Papa went over the top at Christmas with new hockey skates for our growing son, along with a new helmet and a hockey stick." The team all broadly smiled.

Dave burrowed an eye into Aaron. "And Jack got a new jersey. And not to mention someone else got a new hockey stick?"

Emily looked incredulously at Dave. "That was your Christmas present to Hotch?"

"Among others; it was a bitch to wrap." The team, including Garcia on the laptop roared.

JJ looked at Rossi and then Hotch. Sure she was close to Morgan, with his training to get her back into the FBI. Her relationships with Reid and Emily needed no explanation. But the two senior members of the team had a special place in her heart. With Hotch, it was the years of working with him as the team liaison; followed by his backing to get her back into the unit as a profiler. For Dave, it was the same feeling that Hotch first had that started the relationship he now cherished. Dave was simply a beloved mentor.

But the mother in her trumped it all. She smiled gently at the two men. "I think Jack is going to have a great weekend." She looked at Emily. "And I don't think he'll be the only one."

Emily broadly smiled at her best friend that protected the biggest secret of her life. "Ya think," Emily snarked, as she pointed at JJ.

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A/N: For my international followers, I've got some explaining to do. However, I will not explain the game of ice hockey. You can "Google" that. I know you have the tools and skills.

Yet the yellow highlight tool that MS Word has lets me explain the things I know might raise questions. I highlight them when I'm writing to help all of you. So I start at the top and work my way down. Thank goodness my unattached mouse let's me reel quickly to do that.

Here goes: the MLK weekend is the long weekend holiday the third weekend in January that is celebrated in the US. It honors the birthday of Martin Luther King Jr. the third Monday in January. If you don't know who that is, I send you back to Google.

The Chicago Blackhawks and the Washington Capitals are two teams of the NHL. That is the National Hockey League. Like pro football in the States, it is an organized professional league of players that includes teams in Canada as well.

The WCHA is college hockey; The Western Conference Hockey Association. They are a big college hockey conference that includes my beloved UW Badgers. That's THE University of Wisconsin. When you say Wisconsin, you've said all. Thank you UW Marching Band. Youtube that my friends.