AN: In this story, Haley is still alive. Hotch not only has Jack who is now 6, he also has Riley, his withdrawn 15 year old daughter. Emily and Hotch's relationship is a secret to the team, and to Jack and Riley.

Chapter One

Emily woke up with a start. Her alarm was on extremely loud, which she still was getting used to. She turned the alarm off and tried to go back to sleep. Within two seconds, she felt something jabbing her ribcage.

"Prentiss." Hotch whispered. The whisper was actually more of a stage whisper.

"Go away." She whined with a smile. He kissed her forehead and reminded her to get up. Emily pulled the pillow out from under her head and hit Hotch in the face it.

"Hey! What the hell!" He laughed.

"That's what you get for turning my alarm clock on so damned loud."

"Sorry baby." He cooed mockingly. He got out of Emily's bed and went into the bathroom. Sitting up in her bed, Emily sighed. She really hated mornings, but having Aaron there really made things better. Of course, they hadn't told the team about their budding relationship. There were rules, but who really knows? The past four had been amazing, she thought, and if they kept being so great, they might tell the team. For now it was a mutual, silent agreement to keep the relationship in the shadows.

"Emily?" Aaron said, opening the door to the bathroom.

"Yeah. I'm up." She said, stretching dramatically.

"Okay, just checking." He said with a small smile. Emily gave him the finger before getting out of bed. Aaron laughed. Emily was a breath of fresh air in his life full of criminals. She had changed him; he was happier, he smiled more.

"Get out of the bathroom, moron. I need it too, and you're just standing in the doorway watching me. Creep." She giggled, kissing him on the cheek as she gently shoved him out of the bathroom.

"Can you remind me to leave today at five please? I can't stay no matter what." Hotch said.

"You're picking up Jack and Riley right?" Emily asked.

"Yeah, it's the second Friday of the month."

"Is Riley actually going to come this time?" Emily asked. She knew there was some bad blood between Hotch and his 15 year old daughter. Riley was a good kid, she was just...a teenager. The previous month, Riley did not come with Aaron because she was going to a school dance.

"She says she is. Riley just gets pissed because of how many times I've canceled on her and Jack. I think she just doesn't come sometimes to get me back." Hotch said with a sigh. He loved his kids, and wanted more than anything to see them, but it was hard.

"You don't do it on purpose." Emily yelled from behind the bathroom door.

"I know, but it's hard to convince a teenage girl that everything is not personal." He chuckled sadly. Emily opened the door of the bathroom.

"You're going at five?" She asked and he nodded. "I'll come with you!"

"Why? It's a long drive."

"Come on. It'll be fun. I love Jack, it I'd like to get to know Riley better." Emily said happily.

"If you want to, you're more than welcome." Hotch said. With that, Aaron left Emily's room and went down the stairs to make coffee. Emily thought about what she'd agreed to do. She was going to go pick up Jack and Riley with Aaron. That didn't sound like much to most people...well not most people. Just anyone who's never been in the car for over an hour with a hyperactive six year old, and a sullen fifteen year old. That didn't mater, Emily thought. These were Aaron's kids. She wanted to be a part of Aaron's life, which meant becoming part of theirs. She'd already won Jack over, now she had to try to win over Riley. She knew that this would not be easy, but she would do anything for Aaron.

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"Here we are." Hotch said as he stopped the car. Him and Emily undid their seat belts and exited the car.

"Yep." Emily said quietly.

"Nervous about Riley?" Hotch asked, knowing before she answered that he was correct. He knew that his daughter was...difficult. She was quite cynical and mouthy. Riley was a smart kid; she was very talented. She was just quite hard to get along with.

"Yeah."

"Don't be. Also, don't take anything she says too personally." He said as they knocked on the door. The door swung open with such a force, Emily thought it would pop off it's hinges. There stood Jack Hotchner, and he had the widest smile Emily had seen on anyone, ever.

"Daddy! Emmy!" He screamed and threw his arms around his father. After a long hug, he let go and threw his arms around Emily. She couldn't help but smile. Haley came to the door, and invited them in. They all followed Jack into the living room and sat down. Aaron politely said hello to Haley's new fiancée Eric, and after a few awkward moments, the four adults were talking animatedly about nothing.

"Hello Dad." Riley piped in loudly. No one had noticed that she entered the room. Right off the bat, she knew that getting to know Riley would be harder than she thought. Everything about this girl, from her clothes to her body language just screamed 'get lost.'

"Riley!" Hotch said happily. "You remember Emily?" He gestured to Emily who waved at Riley.

"Hello Riley. No dances to go to this weekend?" She asked politely.

"Bite me."

"Riley!" Haley and Aaron snapped at the same time.

"Sorry. I mean, bite me or don't bite me? You are the guest so you decide." She said cynically.

"RILEY!" Haley yelled.

"It's okay." Emily said quietly.

"No it's not! Get your stuff now!" Haley snapped.

"Whatever." Riley said and she disappeared down the hall.

"Sorry about her." Haley said. "She's been going through a kind of..."

"She's vicious." Eric finished. "She used to be the sweetest girl, but lately she's been just nasty."

"It's a teenager thing." Emily insisted.

"No it's not. She's crazy." Haley sighed.

"Well, you get the weekend to yourself at least." Hotch said with a little optimism for Haley.

"I guess."

"Jack, are you ready to go?" Hotch asked his son.

"I've been ready for six million hours! You are the slow ones, jeez." He said, throwing his arms up in frustration. Everyone laughed.

"Riley!" Hotch yelled down the hall. "We're going." Riley came down the hall holding both Jack's suitcase and her own.

"I figured." She said. After goodbyes and hugs, they all set out for the car. Once they were outside, Emily initiated communication with Riley.

"You can have the front seat if you want?" She offered. Riley gave her a look that pretty much said; 'bitch, back right off.' Emily was surprised that such a look of distaste could come from such a pretty, young girl.

"It's fine." Riley said in an annoyed voice. Emily soon realized that this would be a LONG weekend.

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