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Summary: Just a sweet romance story in the lives of Aaron Hotchner and Emily Prentiss. Oh and don't forget about the team. Multiple chapter Hotly story…Begins late in season 4 (where their chemistry all began) to the present day (in later chapters). No Foyet or Doyle yet.

Author's Note: This fic is just a sweet romantic story in the lives of Emily Prentiss and Aaron Hotchner. I don't know how many chapters yet, but enjoy!

Henry Miller once wrote "The one thing we can never get enough of is love. And the one thing we never give enough is love."

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Chapter 1- Restless Night

The moon shone through the windows of Emily's darkened apartment. There wasn't a sound, not anywhere. It was just the bright full moon that was like a white lantern in the black sky. It was as if the whole world was asleep, all except one brunette, one restless, sleepless brunette.

Emily Prentiss tried as hard as she could to just let all of her worries and problems slide into that little box that was marked 'Problems' in the back of her head. Tonight, it wasn't possible for her. As hard as she tried, she couldn't sleep at all. The clock still read 1:17 a.m., just like it had been for what had seemed like hours.

It was way too early to go to work. Every sensible person in Quantico, as well as any person in the world, would think that she would be obviously crazy if she went shopping in the middle of the night either. There was only one thing that was on Emily's mind. It had been on her mind for at least two weeks already. It was her supervisor.

Yes, one would say that a person would be crazy to be in love with their boss. Sometimes, even Emily, herself, found it hard to believe that she could be so irrevocably in love with someone who was so…what was the word? Emotionless, stoical, impassive; those were the words that described the man of her dreams.

Aaron Hotchner was his name. He was Unit Chief of the BAU team where Emily was an agent. Her job wasn't all that glamorous either. Basically, all the team did was chase serial killers and put them where they belonged: behind bars. Just by seeing her boss' handsome face would make her days brighter.

Quite often, Emily wondered about Hotch. Would it ever be possible that he could ever love her like she loved him? The chances of such a confident, gorgeous man like him ever wanting a stubborn nerd like her were slim to none, at least that was what she thought. Every night, Emily would dream of Hotch loving her, touching her, kissing her. Some mornings, she could barely face him after the dreams she would have about him.

Emily then decided to take a bath, a nice relaxing bath to unwind and relax. Her thoughts would be whirling and her head would be spinning, but she would not care because it was all for him.

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Across town, in his apartment building, Aaron Hotchner lay awake in his bed. He couldn't sleep a wink. What could a man do when he wanted his subordinate more than words could ever explain? It was as if he was addicted to thoughts about her. Emily was constantly on his mind, from dusk until dawn, from minute to minute.

Hotch felt restless and unable to sleep at all. Glancing at the clock on his night table, he could see that it was almost two in the morning. One thing that he knew about Emily Prentiss was that she was definitely a night owl.

With a slight hesitation, Hotch's hand grasped the cell phone that was next to the clock. What would he tell her if he called her? What if she had decided to get an early night's sleep and he accidentally woke her up? That would be truly embarrassing, to say the least.

Deciding against it, Hotch gently lowered the cell phone back onto his night table. It was better to play it safe then take the chance. Another thing that he knew about Emily was that she was always cranky when she was woken from a deep sleep.

Hotch decided to pass the time by working on some case files. They would pass the time quicker than him tossing and turning in his bed all night. Opening up his briefcase, the dark haired man began taking the files out of it.

Placing them in front of him, he tried to concentrate, but his mind wandered to Emily. Hotch sighed. Tonight was going to be a really long night for him. Well, he was a hot blooded male after all. Never before, had he felt this strongly about anyone, not even Haley, although he had loved her a lot.

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Emily soaked her body in the warm water of the tub. She read a romance novel while she was relaxing. Why did the perfect blondes in these stories always get what they wanted: a gorgeous guy while the depressed brunette would always be sad and alone at the end? It all sounded way too familiar to her.

Any romantic novel or movie would remind her of Hotch and how much she loved and wanted him. She wished that she knew whether or not he had mutual feelings for her. Even just knowing would relieve her thoughts and haunting dreams that lingered in the back of her mind.

Emily tossed the book to the side and grabbed her cell phone off of her vanity in the bathroom. Searching through her contacts, she found the number that grabbed her attention. She hesitated before pressing the call button. It took a moment for the call to go through and Emily held her breath when she heard the phone pick up on the other line.

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"A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge. " Thomas Carlyle

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