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PROMPT #4 - JJ/Hotch

Busted- "When Day Turns Into Night"

He heard the sadness in Jack's voice when he called to tell him that he wouldn't be coming that night. It was a sadness he had heard many times before, but he couldn't stop doing what he did anymore than he could stop being Jack's father. He reassured Jack that he would call him every day until he returned, the morning before school and in the evening before bed.

Jack tried to put on his bravest voice, but Hotch could see right through it. Hotch sighed, his eyes watery, as he hung up the phone. He leaned into the hand that lay on his shoulder.

"Oh, honey. It's only for two days," his beautiful new bride of just a few hours reassured him. She stood in front of him, looping her arms around his neck. "We're taking the boys on vacation for the rest of the week."

Hotch leaned down and placed a soft kiss on lips, breathing her vanilla. "I know."

JJ pulled him flushed against, placing her lips against his ear. "What do you say we ditch this party and go tuck our boys into bed?"

"Every time I think I couldn't love you more..."

"I go and do something else amazing?" She laughed at the amusement in his eyes.

JJ grabbed his hand, squeezing it as she pulled him along. "Come on. Let's go see those boys."

PROMPT #5 - JJ/Hotch

Dashboard Confessional- "Stolen"

He sat on the floor in the middle of the room. His legs were crossed, elbows on his knee, propping his head. He smiled at the scene in front of him. Only the spunky little girl twirling in her mother's black pumps could cause him to wear his current outfit: blue diamond earrings, an orange beaded necklace, and a princess crown.

She had painted his cheeks pink, his lips red, and his eyes blue. They had had a tea party with Mr. Bear and Fluffy the Wonder Cat, her two favorite stuffed animals.

The tea party turned into a fashion show which explained why he now sat on the floor and not at her tiny table. She flipped her blond hair as her spinning came to a stop, giving him the same grinned that her mother used to steal his heart.

"Daddy's pretty," his angel said, looking behind him. He turned to see her mother standing in the doorway, her blue eyes twinkling in amusement. She stepped into the room, walking over to her husband.

"Daddy is very pretty," she agreed, leaning down to kiss his forehead, tenderly. He breathed a sigh of relief that she wasn't going to tease him over his attire. She stepped away and pulled her phone from her back pocket. She took a quick picture before he had time to react. "Uncle Dave's just going to love this."

PROMPT #6 - JJ/Hotch

Josh Jopling Group- "Camera One"

JJ sighed contently as she leaned into Hotch's shoulder. It was the first night in a long while that they had neither Jack nor Henry. They had contemplated going out for a fancy dinner and maybe a little dancing, but at the end of the day the draw of cuddling alone together on the couch was just too much. She felt him shift restlessly and wondered not for the first time what was behind his quiet mood tonight. She was used to stoic Hotch in the office, but he was usually the exact opposite at home.

She turned her head to face him, placing a kiss just below his ear. He smiled, looking down at her.

"So, what's with the mood?" JJ asked him, softly.

"Mood?"

She pulled away enough to look into his eyes. "You've been tense, almost nervous, all night. We don't often have a kid-free night. Is everything okay?"

"Yes... no..." Hotch teetered. He held onto her when he felt her start to move away. "I'm not doing this very well."

"What are you trying to do?" Her voice was flat.

Hotch reached into his pocket, retrieving a small, velvet box that he placed in her hand. She looked from the box to him, holding her breath as she waited for him to speak. "I love you. If you had asked me two years ago if I could ever see myself here in this moment, I would have could you a fool. But now, I can't imagine going another day, another hour, another second without you by side. Jennifer Ann Jareau, will you marry me?"

"Yes," she whispered without hesitation. She reached up and pulled him down for a kiss. Somewhere in her consciousness, she realized that the music from the movie had started to swell. Her world, however, was reduced simply to the man in her arms. For this moment time, anyway.