A/N Thank you, for joining Hotch and Renee´s voyage with me. English isn´t my native language, so please be patient, if my grammar is strange sometimes. Reviews are welcome, it´s all we authors gain here.

DISCLAIMER: Nothing belongs to me, I´m not earning any money with this story, it´s written just for fun.

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"Honey?"

"Huh?"

Renee giggled, "I don´t wanna say something wrong, grand master of the pasting table, but,..."

Hotch paused briefly and put his brush on the top step of the ladder.

"My length isn´t crooked, Renee. Absolutely not."

Renee still giggled, "I didn´t mean 'crooked', Aaron. I'm afraid just a couple of the Tinkerbell will have a bad stomach in the long-term."

Hotch frowned, since three days they were rebuilding the apartment. Walls had been torn down and new rooms had been created. At the moment, Hotch and Renee were papering Becca´s new room. They had to hurry, Derek had promised, to lay the parquet floor this morning. He took a critical look at his cackling fiancée, probably Renee wanted to pull his leg. Hotch decided to get off the ladder and take a look at his work.

"I don't know what you got, Froglet. Why should...Shit." Hotch scratched his head, that wasn´t good.

"Maybe this will be the new fashion, Honey. I´m sure, Martha Stewart is going to like it." Renee put her arms around Hotch´s waist. He had been working till yesterday night, to get finished, until Morgan was about to show up this morning. In the heat of the moment, Hotch, who´s Tinkerbell´s were very accurate flying upwards, mixed up a length and now there was one bunch of elves, that was flying downwards.

"No one is going to see this," Hotch stated firmly. "Becca´s new wardrobe will take place there. Everything is just fine, Renee. Only our other nursery is lacking, now." Hotch smiled and kissed Renee lovingly. He could not remember, being so happy. In six weeks, he and Renee were getting married at last.

They were planning a beach wedding in Ike´s beach house at Sandbridge Beach. Hotch and Renee had already taken a try last year, but sometimes, Hotch´s job had it´s own rules.

And then there was also the hard blow with Erin Strauss. Since her death three months ago, Hotch had taken over a large part of her duties and according to Renee´s opinion it was only a matter of time until Director White was offering Hotch Strauss job.

Renee knew, Hotch was seriously thinking about accepting it, but she wasn´t pushing him in this direction. What of course didn´t mean, she´d prefer Aaron in the field. She was wanting him safely in his office, but Renee also knew, how much Aaron liked his fieldwork. So she just said nothing. She kissed him. "How long did we say, we want to wait?"

Hotch laughed, "a year, Froglet. Now Jess is first, she is already overdue. Rossi is like a tiger in a cage, it is high time for little Miss Rossi to finally show up."

The doorbell rang.

"That's Derek?", Renee asked in surprise, "he´s early."

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"Ah, Mr. Hotchner."

Hotch resisted the temptation to roll his eyes. Lee Beauchamp, again. He put a fake smile on. "Mr. Beauchamp, what can I do for you, this time?" He stepped away from the door. Beauchamp was Tilly Coffin´s replacement, after she married Georg Dietrich and moved to Berlin. He was now Rebecca Jensen´s case handler.

Beauchamp frowned. "Was that an accusation, Mr. Hotchner? You should know that we are entitled to make even unexpected visits. Is Becca here?"

Hotch was counting to ten, internally. "No, she's not. Jack and Becca are with my sister-in-law Jess and her husband. My fiancée and I are working on Becca´s room. You sure wanna take a look?"

Beauchamp nodded, "of course, Sir."

"Renee? It´s child care services, not Morgan."

"Oh? You come to give us a hand? ", Renee asked with an innocent smile. She liked the guy just as little as Hotch. Beauchamp was...Renee was looking for another word than creepy, but he just was. And he was appearing constantly, mostly, he had to complain about something. Renee no longer thought it was normal behaviour, she wasn´t fussy, not in the slightest, but that almost bordered on harassment.

"You´re certainly aware of the fact, there are mandatory sizes for children's rooms, Dr. Malone, are you?"

"Of course. If you have a moment, I can hand you a scale. To measure up." Renee was the kindness in person and she still smiled.

"Um...that won´t be necessary. Is there an additional bathroom?"

"There is, Mr. Beauchamp. It combines Jack and Becca´s rooms. And of course, the doors are lockable from the inside. Here you go."

Hotch was pushing Beauchamp into the not yet finished bathroom. The case handler looked around very carefully. "Everything has to be in order, I'm sure you understand that. There is already a new wedding date? You know..."

"Everything has to be in order", Hotch and Renee mumbled in unison.

"Were planning on May 5th and we´re hoping that everything works out this time and no serial killer are on the loose," Hotch replied and looked at his watch.

"I don´t want to be rude, but you see, we have much work ahead of us. If that's all?"

"For the moment, Mr. Hotchner. I'd like to talk to Rebecca again. If you could make sure that the girl is present, this time? ", Beauchamp said.

Renee started just a response, as Hotch squeezed her hand. "She will be here, Mr. Beauchamp, this is her home."

Facing Hotch´s icy tone, Lee decided to withdraw. "Then goodbye for now and you´ll hear from me again. Thank you, I can find my way out."

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"I was afraid, you'd shot him, Aaron." Renee grinned briefly. "But let's face it, this guy is harassing us."

Hotch nodded, "That´s what I think." He put his arms around Renee. "I guess it's Camille."

"Your ex-mother-in-law? How do you figure? You think, she´s discrediting us as parents at child care services?"

Hotch shrugged his shoulders, "I´m responsible for Haley´s death, she wants me to pay for it?"

"Aaron Hotchner! That's not true. Nobody is to blame for her death, except maybe this scumbag who killed her. So don't tell me such nonsense again, okay?"

"What you would do with me, then?", Hotch asked innocently and Renee didn´t have to think long.

"Hm...I´d blindfold you and tie you to the bed. Then I would undress you, very slowly..." Renee´s hands were fumbling at Hotch´s jeans and caused him a hoarse groan. Hotch caressed her hair and opened the clamp, that was holding Renee´s hair, the hazelnut coloured flood fell in soft waves over her back. Hotch loved that, he loved to bury his nose in her hair, at the moment she was using a shampoo that smelled like fresh apple, which also turned Hotch on.

Renee gasped when Hotch took off her shirt with the color spots. While he was papering Becca´s room, Renee was painting the future third nursery, that, if everything worked out fine, would have a small resident within one year.

"You're so beautiful, Froglet", Hotch whispered in her ear and towed her into the bedroom. Renee laughed when she landed on the bed. Hotch dropped his clothing and also Renee was wearing only a tiny slip.

"You call that underwear, Dr. Malone?" Hotch asked, grinning broadly. Renee put her hands on her hips.

"Well you need to talk right now, Agent Hotchner. You're wearing none at all."