A/N: Hotch was married to Haley and their relationship ended for the same reason but they never had Jack, even though i love him to pieces hes not in it.

"Abigail!" Emily called down the hall.

A little girl ran down the hallway, wrapping her arms around Emily.

"Yes mommy?" the little girl smiled.

"Dinners ready. Come on," Emily said picking up the little girl.

She placed her daughter in a chair at the table and sat down across from her.

"Mommy, is daddy coming home soon?" Abigail asked.

"I don't know Abby..." she said putting food on her plate.

"Can we call him?" Abby asked with a smile.

Emily was hesitant but then nodded.

"Alright," she said taking her phone out.

It rang for a while before there was answer.

"Hotchner," he answered.

"Abby wants to know when you're coming home. You promised her yesterday that you'd be back for dinner and you're not here," Emily snapped.

"I'm sorry... I'm not going to make it for dinner..." Hotch said.

"How'd I know?" Emily said sarcastically.

"I'm sorry! Please let me talk to her..." he said.

"Whatever," Emily said handing Abigail the phone, "Daddy wants to talk to you."

"Hello?" Abby said.

"Hey baby, I'm not gonna make it for dinner," Hotch said.

"But daddy, you promised!" Abby yelled.

"I know, I'm sorry. How about I bring you home some ice cream to make up for it?"

"Whatever..." Abby said sadly hanging up.

She handed the phone back to her mother and sat quietly eating her food. Emily watched her daughter shove her food around on her plate. Emily gave her a sad smile and finished her dinner. When they were both done Emily took both their plates and put them in the sink. She watched her daughter slowly walk away.

"Aaron, you're such an asshole," Emily said to herself as she washed the dishes.

She walked down the hall and went into Abigail's room, watching her play with her favorite bunny.

"Hey Abbs... You ok?" Emily asked sitting next to her on the bed.

"Yeah... Its ok mommy," she said looking up.

Emily ran a hand through her daughter's dark hair and gave her a kiss on the forehead.

"Alright time for bed," Emily said.

She put Abby's pajamas on and tucked her in.

"I love you," Emily said giving her another kiss on the forehead.

"I love you too mommy," Abigail said.

Emily walked out of her room, put sweatpants and a tank top on, and sat on the couch, waiting for Hotch to come home.

Hotch unlocked the door and turned on the light.

"Oh shit!" he yelled, as he saw Emily sitting on the couch.

"Did I scare you?" Emily asked.

"Yes!" he said taking a few breaths.

"Good. And be quiet, Abby's sleeping," Emily said walking over to him.

"Sorry... Ice cream?" he whispered, lifting the shopping bag.

"No, I don't want any ice cream," Emily said putting the bag on the counter.

"I'm sorry Emily," he said grabbing her hand.

"Did you not learn anything from your last relationship? Come on Aaron, you can't put work above your family!"

"I know... I'm sorry," he said wrapping his arm around her neck.

"Whatever," she mumbled, leaving his reach.

Emily went into their bedroom and crawled under the covers of the bed. About twenty minutes later Hotch walked in the bedroom and changed. He crawled into bed next to Emily and put an arm around her waist.

"I love you," he whispered.

Emily turned around in his arms and gave him a kiss.

"I love you too, but you can't keep letting Abby down," Emily said playing with his hair.

"I know... I feel like such an ass right now."

"You should," she replied firmly.

"Alright, I deserve that..."

"Yeah, you do. Go to bed, and you're taking Abby to school tomorrow," Emily said turning away from him.

"Ok..." he trailed off.

Emily closed her eyes and eventually fell asleep, Hotch's arm still around her.