Disclaimer: I don't own anything. If I did, I would be insanely happy.

This is just a ficlet. This is what I wished would have happened. Spoilers for 5x02.

By the way, quotes from the episode will not be word for word, I was too busy yelling at the T.V. for a Hotch/Prentiss smooch and didn't write down the quotes.

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"I think he'll be okay now, he's not alone anymore." Emily said.

"He doesn't have anyone, Emily." Hotch replied.

"Yes, he does, I think he'll have Tommy now." Emily whispered, staring at Hotch.

Emily turned toward the door, then changed her mind. She slowly approached her superior.

"You know, Hotch," she started, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder. "You're not alone either. You have the team. You have me."

"I know." Hotch answered dryly. Emily rested her forehead on his shoulder blade, her hand moving to his upper arm. She traced little circles on his bicep, a silent way of telling him that she truly cared for him, that she was there, that she would always be there.

"I know," he repeated. "I know, Emily. Thanks."

He reached over to his bicep and took her feminine, yet strong hand in his rough, calloused one. He turned his body towards her, but his focus remained on her hand. He smiled, feeling the softness of her skin against his. He lifted his head to look into her chocolate eyes, and that's when he saw it. He saw the love she had for him. It was in her eyes.

Tears lined the rim of her eyes. She had been there since he had been found, she had stayed up at the hospital for hours at a time. She'd gone days without food or sleep. She had watched over him the whole way. Emily had watched him silently crumble inside when his ex-wife and son were sent away for their protection. And she felt his pain the whole time.

He reached up and used his thumb to gently wipe away a tear that had rolled down her cheek. Then he did something to surprise her. He leaned in and placed a sweet, gentle kiss on her lips.

"Go home and get some rest, Emily." She nodded and headed for the door. The taste of his lips still on her lips. She walked out slowly and Hotch closed the door behind her, remembering to flip all the locks.

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Well, it's not a long story, but it came to me during the last scene of the episode. It kinda sucks, but I'd appreciatereviews!