Hi! First of all, thanks to little dragon85. And here we go, chapter two. Enjoy!

Next morning, after managing the problem with his car, Aaron tried to find out, why someone enjoyed driving a car, that had the size of a matchbox car.

He found the answer, as he stopped in the parking lot at the BAU. You have to buy a car like this, because your heart tells you so. Aaron was driving without the top. He couldn´t remember, having so much fun, the last months. He was purely enjoying the ride, thinking about nothing at all. He unwillingly pulled himself out of the car. He was watched by a very surprised looking Dave Rossi.

"Midlife-Crisis, Hotch?" he asked.

"It´s not my car, Dave, just don´t ask, okay?"

Rossi put on a large smile, " seems to be more like a chick-car, I suppose."

Aaron said nothing, he wasn´t going to tell anyone anything.

It went pretty well with the paperwork, so Aaron poured himself a cup of coffee in the little kitchenette of the office. Unluckily, Morgan was there, too.

"Dave said, you´ve got a new car?" he teased Aaron.

"It´s not mine and Dave knows that."

"So, whose is it? Do I know her? Is she cute?" Morgan was not satisfied with breadcrumbs, he wanted everything.

"Right", Hotch said, knowing Morgan would not stop, no matter what. "There was a problem with the car, last night, I had two flat tires. The girl stopped by and gave me a lift home, she said, I can keep hers, as long as I need it. That´s it, Morgan."

"Oh, come on man, you´re kidding me, that´s not all, what´s her name?"

"Alix Talbot."

Reid came by with his always empty mug, he overheard the conversation, Hotch and Morgan had.

"Alexandria Talbot, you know her?"

"Only very brief, why?" Hotch answered.

"Well, she is a highly respected photographer, she has this new gallery in Georgetown, it opens at saturday. She published a picture book lately, with, um, nude pictures, all very artistic, so to speak." Reid was blushing and Morgan started laughing, "don´t tell me, you´ve got that 'book' at home, this is where the fun starts, pretty boy!"

Hotch took advantage on the fact of Morgan, having a new victim. He grabbed his mug and returned to his office. A few minutes later, Rossi entered the office and took a seat in one of the chairs.

"So, Alix Talbot, it is?"

Hotch got a bit angry, "isn´t there enough work to do? I´m sure there is plenty of it on JJ´s desk!"

Rossi decided to ignore Aaron´s last words.

"Wanna tell me, what you didn´t tell Morgan?" he asked.

Hotch stood up and closed the door. He crossed his arms, like always, when he needed distance, "ten minutes, Dave, it took her ten minutes to figure out, that I lost my wife. It felt like sitting at the wrong side of the table, and it was, I don´t know, odd." Hotch was breathing very deep, discussing his feelings with others, was odd, too.

"Look, Aaron. We all are very concerned about you, you are hiding yourself away, since Haley's dead. With no offence, Aaron, you are an attractive guy, and you behave like a monk. Tell me, brother Aaron, did you get laid, after Haley?" Rossi said, smiling.

"This question is not appropriate, Rossi," Hotch said stiffly.

"So there wasn´t any heat between the sheets?"

"I don´t want to discuss my not existing sex life with you, Rossi! Come on Dave, what do you want me to do? Hand her the key and, Oh, by the way Miss Talbot, what about a little, how did you call it, Rossi? Heat between the sheets? You´re kidding me, Dave."

Rossi smiled, seeing Hotch so clueless, was priceless. "That´s not what I said. Tell me something about her."

"I barely know her, Dave. She was dressed like she was a member of the Hells Angels, she has a sense of humor, she is helpful and her laugh is warm, dark and sexy. She has a tattoo and a belly piercing, I guess. I didn´t look that close."

"Madonna mia", Rossi said, "exactly what you are looking for."

Hotch gave him a stare.

"Come on," Rossi said, "she offered you her car, she wouldn´t have done that if she wasn´t interested in you. Just bring back her keys and let her do the next move."

"You are divorced three times, Rossi, I wouldn´t call you an expert on this." Hotch said.

"That hurt," Rossi muttered.

"Haven´t you got some work to do?", Hotch said, smiling a bit.