A week later found Hotch standing quietly at the back of the very gun class that Penelope was taking. She was sitting in the front row diligently taking notes, even though no one else was. Laid out in front of her was a colt .45, taken apart, the instructor was showing them how to put it together.

"now, I want each of you to put the gun back together and I will walk around and check on your progress." The instructor set his gun on the table and walked around the room.

Hotch stayed in his spot in the back of the room and watched as Penelope hesitantly picked up the pieces of her gun and put them together. The look on her face was mixed with confusion and terror. He hadn't realized just how much she hated guns until now. She was afraid of a gun that wasn't even loaded, let alone put together. When she was done she set the gun down and slid her chair back, like she thought it might just shoot her by itself.

"Very good Garcia" the instructor said and walked back up to the class. "Now take the gun apart again"

Penelope just stared at it, feeling like shit now Hotch walked up to her and sat in the empty chair next to her " here let me help you"

"No" she stated and picked up the gun hesitantly. "I can do this"

And now she had this determined look on her face like she wanted to cry just for holding the gun but she didn't want to disappoint him. "Its okay, I'm sorry I mad you take this class."

"No your not Hotch. And truthfully you had every right too. I am a liability when I am out on a case unarmed." She slid the slide into place and it clicked. "thank you for talking to me while I did that… it helped."

"okay that's all for class today. Next week we'll go over shooting" The instructor said and dismissed the class.

"how about I take you to get some pie?" Hotch said and stood up holding his hand out for her.

She smiled shyly up and him and he could see her neck and cheeks start to redden "That sounds nice sir"

"Aaron"

Nodding she stood "Aaron"

He paused for a moment and watched as she put on her jacket, His name sounded so nice coming from her lips. Oh great.

Later that night after pie and coffee Hotch drove her back to her house. When they pulled up he let out a low whistle. She had bought a new house, no mansion. It was at least three stories, with a wrap around porch and it sat on two acres.

"what" she said and looked over at him

"nice house" he said, then got out and walked around to open her door.

"Want to come in and have tour?" She asked

"sure" walking with her to her house made him feel nervous, he had spent most of the time at the coffee shop wiping his sweating hands. For some reason he was really nervous around her.

Four bedrooms, the attack which looked like an extra den, three bathroom, two living room and a kitchen later they sat in the dinning room drinking coffee again "you have a wonderful house Pen, but why so big?'

She blushed again which made him smile because she was so cute when she blushed. "I've driven by this house thousands of times and when I saw that it was for sale I grabbed it up. it's a hundred and fifty years old. And I couldn't resist."

"Wow. Well it looks good. You've done a great job with it." he said and stood "I should really get going. Its been a long day and I need to pick Jack up from his aunts house tomorrow morning"

"Oh I didn't mean to keep you from Jack" she said and started pushing him towards the door.

"you didn't" he said when they stepped out on the front porch. "He likes staying at his aunts house."

"okay" she said and looked down at her feet. "you know, since we have the weekend off, why don't I have the whole gang come over and we'll Christian my house with a BAU BBQ?"

"Sounds good" he said and kissed her on the cheek making her blush again "Tomorrow?"

"yeah" she said quietly "see you"

Hotch watched as she walked into her house and then turned and walked to his car. Whistling the whole way.