Okay guys. This is my first story of any kind written anywhere since college (and it's been some years!). I realize JJ is gone, but in my mind she's the only one for Hotch. After all, it's a well known fact that Hotchners prefer blonds! PLEASE review, good or bad!
Desperate for some Hotch/JJ smut, so I finally decided to take matters into my own hands. I love the stories here and it is with much trepidation I add my offering to be published with some amazing fan fic writers.
BTW: Much to my dismay, I do not own Criminal Minds in any way. BUT, oh how I would LOVE to borrow Hotch for one of these snowy weekends we've been having here!
Aaron Hotchner was in a foul mood. Not only had Strauss decided to call him to her office for yet another useless meeting, but she had apparently joined in a conspiracy with Mother Nature to wreck his plans for a romantic Valentine's Day.
While not normally a fan of Valentine's Day (really, what man is?), this was to be his first with JJ and he wanted it to be special. He had arranged a sitter for the boys and made reservations for dinner at a romantic restaurant Rossi had recommended. Due to the holiday falling mid week, they had agreed to make it an early night. Unbeknownst to JJ, Hotch had slipped out last night and moved her ready bag to his vehicle in preparation for their surprise stay at a lovely bed & breakfast not far from DC.
Then the "icy bitches conspiracy" had reared it's ugly head. An arctic blast from the north and a large band of moisture from the south had to decided to have their own Valentine's Day encounter with the climax happening right over northern Virginia. Looking out his office window Hotch scowled at the landscape which was very quickly become too treacherous for travel. He stepped out of his office to the railing and ordered his team to lay aside the files they were working on and head on home, ordering Morgan to make sure Garcia made it safely home.
Turning back to his office, he heard the beep notifying him of a text from JJ. Heading home now. I'll get the boys. Be safe. xoxo. Before he could sit down, the cell rang. It was the owner of the restaurant. "Mr. Hotchner, I apologize for interfering with your plans for the evening. Due to the weather I am sending my employees home now." Sighing, Hotch replied "I understand. I just sent my employees home as well." "I would like to make it up to you by inviting the two of you to be my guests on a future date." "Thank you, sir, that is kind of you. I'll call next week for reservations." Hotch said. Flipping his phone open once more. Hotch punched in the number for the inn. " This is Aaron Hotchner. I'm sorry to cancel at the last minute, but the weather has left us without a sitter for tonight" he informed the innkeeper "and I'm certain your other guests would not appreciate the company of two energetic little boys on this romantic night." "I am certainly sorry for you that you were forced to change your plans, but I appreciate the call" said the innkeeper "As a matter of fact, I have another couple hoping for a room tonight. I'll just rent your room to them and you won't be out a cancellation fee."
As Hotch turned out the lights in his office, he muttered to himself "Can't wait for a romantic dinner of mac and cheese and pigs in a blanket."