Hello, just a short two-shot that popped into me head, hope you like it.

Attack

Emily Prentiss arrived home from work Wednesday evening, after a long, long day, filled with paperwork. She made her way into the kitchen and poured herself a small glass of wine. The brunette took a large gulp of the red liquid, before placing her glass down on the counter and heading to the bedroom.

Once inside the bedroom, Emily placed her glock down on her bedside table before opening her closet door and toeing off her shoes, kicking them inside the closet. She pulled out a long scrappy T-shirt and threw it down on the bed, before moving over to the stereo and putting on some music.

She swayed her way back over to the bed and began to remove her work clothes. She hung up her jacket in the closet, before peeling off her shirt and pants and throwing them into the laundry hamper.

Emily now stood in front of her bed in her bra and panties. She reached for the T-shirt on her bed, when suddenly a pair of hands forcefully grabbed hold of her hips and pulled her back against his body.

The brunette woman screamed out and pulled away from her attacker. Immediately pulling herself into Agent Prentiss mode, she swung her fist at the unknown man trespassing in her apartment. Within seconds of her fist colliding with her attacker's face, she used her foot to trip the tall stranger, causing him to fall down to the floor with a large thud.

Emily quickly jumped towards her gun, but stopped in her tracks as the man on the floor spoke. "Emily, calm down. It's just me." He shouted out, frantically.

She quickly glanced down at her attacker, finally concentrating on his appearance. "Hotch?"

"Of course it's me. What the hell was that for?" He asked, holding his hand to his eye, as he got to his feet.

"What do you mean, what was that for?" She yelled at him. "I'm stood here in my apartment in my underwear when I get grabbed from behind and the only man who has a key to my apartment isn't supposed to be back till tomorrow evening." She added as her hand collided with his chest. She then grabbed the T-shirt of off the bed and threw it on.

"I managed to get away early and thought I would come home and surprise my girlfriend." He took a few steps back from the angry woman in front of him. "So, Surprise!" He added, cheerfully.

"You could have just came into the room and said 'surprise', rather than scaring me half to death." Her tone softened slightly as she took in his swollen eye. "Ouch, that looks sore."

"You think?" He pulled her into his arms. "At least next time I go away, I won't have to worry about anything happening to you. You can clearly take care of yourself."

She let out a small sigh, before brushing her fingers lightly over Hotch's face. "I'm sorry, but this is your fault."

"I know." Hotch pressed a light kiss to her forehead. "I'm sorry I scared you."

"You're just lucky I didn't have my gun."

"Ooooo, there's a nice image." Hotch said, with a grin on his face.

"What is?" Emily asked with an eyebrow raised at her boyfriend.

"You in your underwear with your gun." He tugged lightly on her T-shirt, flashing her a teasing smile.

"Behave yourself Hotchner." Emily pulled away from the dark haired man and headed towards the bedroom door.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"To get you some ice for your face." With that said, she exited the room.

Less than a minute later she returned with a bag of frozen peas, to find Aaron Hotchner sprawled out on her bed.

Hey,

Don't really know were this idea came from.

Next chapter will be Hotch explaining his black eye to the team.

Please feel free to leave a review and let me know what you think of this.

Will update soon,

Jade xxx