Well This Was Unexpected
Disclaimer: CBS owns Criminal Minds, of course.
Summary: Sean sees what he wants and decides to go for it, unfortunately that happens to be Emily...
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"Rivalry adds so much to the charms of one's conquest." Louisa May Alcott
Hotch looked up when he heard a knock on his front door, "Coming, hang on."
Hotch opened the door, not looking up, "How much?"
"Hey, is that anyway to greet your brother?" Sean said smiling when he seen his older brother's face light up.
"Sean?" Hotch said surprised to see his younger brother, "Hey, stranger. How are you?"
"Good, I'm good" Sean said, embracing his brother, "Whose the money for?"
"The pizza guy, who you're obviously not" Hotch said, "Come in, little brother."
Rolling his eyes, as he brought his overnight bag in, "You know I hate it when you call me that. It makes me feel like I'm five years old again."
"Couldn't resist" Hotch said, "Not to be ungrateful for the visit, but what brings you by?"
"Oh, you remember Thomas Hammond?" Sean asked, watching his brother nod, "Well I was invited to his wedding, and since it's here, I thought I'd pay my favorite brother a visit."
"Well considering I'm your only brother, I'll take that as a compliment" Hotch said handing Sean a beer, "Wait are you old enough to drink?"
"Very funny, Aaron" Sean muttered, "So how's my favorite nephew? Where is the little guy?"
"Considering it's nine o'clock at night, he better be in bed" Hotch said, "He's at Jessica's. Just got back from a grueling case in Montana."
"Eh" Sean said grimacing at the idea of any grueling cases "So does that mean, there's a free bed to sleep in?"
Hotch rolled his eyes, "I've got more than two rooms here, there's a guest bedroom down the hall. Stay as long as you like."
"Well the weddings this weekend, so maybe we can grab lunch tomorrow?" Sean said, looking around the barely decorated living room, "So you really fixed up the place?"
"Work" Hotch reminded the younger man, "Gets in the way of decorating and life, you know."
Sean leaned over when he seen a photo of the team next to Jack's class photo, "What's this?"
Hotch looked over, "Oh, that's the team. You remember most of them right?"
"Not him." Sean said pointing to Dave.
"Oh that's Dave Rossi" Hotch said, "He's a great guy, you'd really like him.
Sean's eyes wandered over to the beautiful brunette in the photo as well.
"And her?" Sean said, smiling at the picture then up at his brother who was frowning.
"Prentiss" Hotch said, not liking the way his brother was eyeing the female agent, "Emily Prentiss."
"Emily" Sean repeated then whistled, "Wow, she's a real looker."
"Sean" Hotch said warningly, "That's my agent that you're ogling."
Looking up at his brother, "What? She's seeing someone?"
Hotch took a deep breath before taking back the photo, "Not that I know of."
Shrugging his shoulders, "Then why does it matter to you if I ask her out?"
Hotch stared at his younger brother in shock, then shook his head, "It's none of my business what you or my agents do, but I'd prefer that it be kept out of the BAU. And besides you've never even met Prentiss, it's not likely she'll agree to go out with a complete stranger."
Sean rolled his eyes, "Jesus, Aaron jealous much? I said if, if."
Hotch sighed, "Good night, Sean."
Hotch walked into his bedroom, his stomach in knots. He didn't know how he could handle the idea of his brother dating Emily Prentiss.
Hotch looked at his watch, noon. Which by definition on every part of the world means lunchtime.
But today at the BAU it meant Sean Hotchner would make an appearance, and that had Hotch in fear. Fear for the brunette in the bullpen, and his brother's intentions with her.
Hotch turned to look down, his eyes wandering around the room, watching his team.
They were all gathered around Reid's desk, laughing about something inane, he suspected.
Hotch couldn't keep his eyes off of Emily. He enjoyed watching her when she was relaxed, it kept his mind calm when he felt too much pressure of the job. He hadn't realized it until now, that she had always had a calming affect on him.
A small smile graced his lips when he seen Emily chuckle at Reid had said. It was probably some blunder about something socially relevant. That had always made her laugh, his childlike innocence.
In many ways Reid reminded him of Jack.
It was that, which made Emily have that need to protective Reid, which made Hotch adore her even more.
Hotch felt his stomach drop when he seen the elevator doors open and seen his brother step out with a big smile on his face.
One that made Hotch want to go down into the bullpen and knock his baby brother on his ass.
But than he'd have to explain why he did that, and he's pretty sure Emily wouldn't like being fought over like a toy.
Walking out of his office, Hotch descended into the bullpen and could see Sean introducing himself to Emily.
"Sean Hotchner" Sean said extending his hand, "Aaron's younger and much handsomer brother."
Emily chuckled, "Emily Prentiss, nice to meet you."
Hotch tried to hide the scowl as he walked over to his brother and his agents.
"Sean" Hotch said, "You're early."
Sean smirked, "Well the cooking class that I visited got out early. Something involving a grease fire and coughing students. Anyways, why are you complaining about me being early Aaron, you usually complain when I'm late."
Hotch rolled his eyes, "Come on up to my office so we can talk."
The Hotchner brothers made their way up the catwalk, when Sean paused turning around staring at the brunette in the bullpen when Hotch grabbed Sean by the shirt collar pulling him into his office.
"So are we going to go for lunch or do you just not eat anymore..." Sean said but paused when he looked at his brother's face, "Hey, Aaron what is it?"
Sighing, "Nothing, really it's nothing."
Sean shrugged, figuring if it really was important, Hotch would tell him. Looking at the massive amount of paper work on his desk he sighed.
"How about we order in and eat here, that way we can visit and you can finish up this massive amount of work?" Sean offered.
Hotch sighed, and relented, he'd rather be here where he can keep an eye on his brother with Emily.
"Ok" Hotch told him, seeing Sean relax at that, "I'll order the food."
Sean smiled, "You know what would make everything complete? If you invited your friends to lunch with us."
Hotch rolled his eyes, "Sean, I hardly think my office can accommodate everyone."
Frowning, "Well what about that big room, down the hall... the one where you present your cases?"
"The conference room?" Hotch said, slowly, that did sound fun. But then Emily would be in Sean's proximity, "All right."
"Great, I'll go ask them." Sean said rushing off.
"Bossman, this was a brilliant idea" Garcia said, munching on an egg roll, "Gotta tell you, I'd never thought I'd live to see the day where you would agree to lunch in the conference room, sir."
"Well actually this was all Sean's idea." Hotch admitted, seeing Emily sit between him and Sean.
But her attention was drawn to his younger brother. How was he going to get her attention now?
"Emily" Hotch said, causing her to look at him with surprise, because he called her by her first name.
"Yeah?" Emily asked returning the smile he gave her.
"Egg roll?" Hotch asked.
"Thanks" Emily said, "This was a great idea."
"Em?" Sean said drawing her attention away from Hotch.
"OMG" Garcia whispered, "This is like watching a really bad car wreck, that you know you shouldn't watch but really can't turn away from."
"I know" JJ whispered back, "Is it me or is Emily the shiny new toy on the playground?"
"Two alpha male personalities fighting for control of a woman" Dave muttered, "This is nuts."
"Princess" Morgan said, "Toss me the chow mien."
Emily rolled her eyes and passed Hotch the box to give Morgan.
"Sean or Hotch?" Garcia whispered, "Which one's perfect for Gumdrop?"
"Hotch, of course" JJ said, "Besides Sean lives in New York."
"So Emily" Sean said, "Do you have plans this weekend?"
"Not really, why?" Emily asked.
"Well I have this wedding to go to on Saturday" Sean said, "And I was wondering if you'd like to go out after that."
Emily bit her lip, she liked Sean. He was funny, sweet and a Hotchner, but could she really go out with Hotch's younger brother?
"That's sounds fun" Emily said not seeing Hotch's watchful eyes, "Can I give it some time to think it over?"
"Sure" Sean said, he looked over at Hotch, and something clicked in his head when he seen his brother staring at Emily.
Hotch was talking with Morgan when he heard a groan of protest next to him.
"God, Emily" Sean said, "I'm so sorry."
"It's all right, Sean" Emily said when he kept apologizing, "It was an accident."
Emily got up making her quick exit, while Sean looked over at his stunned brother.
"It was an accident, I swear it." Sean said, but Hotch could tell by the twinkle in his brother's eye that it was anything but an accident.
"I'm going to go check on Emily." Hotch said getting up and leaving the conference room.
Sean looked from the two women to Morgan and Dave to the unfazed Reid, they all smirked.
Emily stood in the locker room, opening up her go bag and sighing as she stared down at her ruined black top.
Looking in her go bag she frowned, she could have sworn she had packed several black tops but all that were inside were low-cut, blood-red tops. Skin tight at that too.
'Great' Emily thought to herself, 'Instead of looking like the usual business minded, Federal Agent, I get to look like I'm in a Whitesnake video. Here I go again on my own.'
Emily chuckled at that, as she put on the red top, sighing when she re-adjusted the top trying to fix the top of her shirt.
"Emily?" Hotch said from the other side of the door, "Are you decent?"
"Hardly" Emily muttered, "Yeah, come in."
Hotch walked in, and resisted the urge to lick his lips at the sight of the red top, "Are you all right?"
"Fine" Emily said, "Tell Sean not to sweat it, I'm cool."
"Oh" Hotch replied, "Well yeah, if you knew my brother then you'd know he's not a natural-born klutz."
Emily raised an eyebrow at that, "So the ruined work shirt was intentional? I knew I smelled sabotage."
Hotch couldn't resist the urge to lightly chuckle, "Yeah well if you knew Sean, then you'd know he's the adult version of Jack..."
"Ah" Emily said knowingly, "Well I think I have a sweater in here and then we can go back to work."
Hotch watched as she scanned through her bag once, then twice and then once again.
"Something the matter?" Hotch asked.
"That's strange" Emily muttered, "I could have sworn I packed an extra sweater in here."
Hotch frowned, "Maybe it's in your car?"
"Probably" Emily sighed, "Ready to go back to work?"
"Can I ask you something, first" Hotch asked, "If you don't mind?"
"Sure." she told him.
"Why did you turn down Sean's invitation?" Hotch asked instantly wincing at his prying tone, "It just seems the two of you have this instant connection..."
Emily smiled, thinking to herself how cute he really was, and a little clueless at the signs she had thrown at him for the past few years.
"Well no offense, Hotch" Emily said lowering her voice, "As cute as Sean is, and believe me he's a cutie" Emily resisted the urge to chuckle as his face fell at that, "He's not my type for three reasons."
"Three reasons?" Hotch asked watching her close the locker behind her and zip up her go bag.
"One, he's too young for me" Emily said, "Two, I never date a co worker's family member and three, I like someone else."
"Oh" Hotch said, feeling even more rejected, "Well thanks I guess for not dating my brother, I guess."
Picking up her go bag, she walked by him patting his cheek, "Why go for the little brother when the older one is even cuter."
Hotch felt his heart race up as she kissed him on the cheek, and said, "You if you asked me out, I wouldn't say no."
Emily tilted her head, smiling at him as he moved slowly close to her as if this is an illusion that would be ripped away at any moment.
Hotch places a light kiss on her lips, holding her close to him, "Emily..."
"Yes?" she answered softly.
"Would you like to go to dinner tonight?" Hotch asked, his pulse racing as he feels hope for something, a tangible future.
"Only if you promise not to invite King of the Klutz." Emily said laughing as her hands cup his cheeks.
Hotch chuckled, lightly, "I can guarantee that Sean won't be there."
"Then yes" Emily said, kissing him again, "Now we better get back before they send out a search party."
As the two opened the door to the locker room, they both look at each other laughing when they heard several foot falls race away down the hall.
"The team" Emily and Hotch said in unison.
"Huh" Emily said, "I guess that dinner invite from Sean was part of some ploy.
"I don't know" Hotch said shrugging, "All I know is I didn't like the way he was eyeing you in the team photo at my apartment."
"Really?" Emily asked, "Then this was some elaborate last minute thing that the team and Sean pulled off? Wow, got to give them props for a quick scheme."
Hotch groaned as they wandered into the bullpen, "Do not encourage them. I'd hate for this to be a recurring theme with my team."
Emily chuckled at that, "It's your team Hotch, not a soap opera."
"The rivalry is with ourselves. I tried to be better than is possible. I fight against myself, not against the other." Luciano Pavarotti
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