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So I know I said this would be a two shot, but man on man Hotch and Emily just have too much drama to have a story end in two chapters right? I know some of you were chomping at the bit when I left the last chapter where I did, so hopefully I did this next part justice.
This chapter will have a bit of swapping POV's between Jack and Hotch and Emily. Please enjoy!
Quickly running down the hall, Jack was in desperate need to find the bathroom in this huge house. His Uncle Dave had told him it was just down the hall from the kitchen, but he couldn't remember if he had said it was the 3rd or 4th door. Twisting the door knob, the little boy gently opened the door a jar and peaked in.
The room was dark, but he could tell that this definitely wasn't the washroom. For one, it was way to big; for another, there was no toilet, but something else was drawing the 7 year old's attention.
In the middle of the room, he could see his Daddy and Aunt Emily holding each other. At first he thought they were just hugging, but then he saw them say something and then they were kissing!
Although he should have been a bit confused at seeing this, Jack couldn't help but grin. He had always liked his Aunt Emily and thought that she and his Daddy liked each other. He honestly didn't mind Beth, but she just wasn't like Aunt Emily! She didn't play with him like Aunt Emily, she didn't ask him how school was going like Aunt Emily; she just wasn't Aunt Emily.
Momentarily wondering what he should do, Jack saw his father pull back from the brunette, wearing the biggest smile he had seen on his face in a long time, before leaning in to kiss her again. Jack didn't really understand what kissing was all about, truthfully he thought it was a big gross, but he remembered how Mommy had once told him that you save your kisses for the people you love. He had never seen his Dad kiss Beth like that, that was for sure.
Suddenly, the little boy felt a tap on his shoulder which startled the boy. Hearing a quiet "shhhh!" Jack pulled his head back from where he was peering into the study to see his Uncle Dave standing behind him, also wearing a grin on his face.
Quietly shutting the door, Dave looked at his friend's son.
"Uncle Dave?" Jack asked, conveying much more in those two words than what was being said.
"I think we should get back to drying the dishes, don't you Jack?" he replied with a wink.
Nodding feverently, the the blonde boy took the older Italian man's hand and lead him back to the kitchen.
"Do you ever think about what could have been?" he swallowed and closed his eyes before opening them once more, "With us?"
Closing her eyes and opening them to look up into his, she swiped her thumb across his cheek before responding.
"Yes." she replied barely above a whisper, before they both leaned in.
Their lips met softly at first, Emily a bit hesitant to let herself go; but there was something that just felt so right about this man holding her, caressing her cheek and his shockingly soft lips melded with hers that she relaxed immediately and just got lost in the feeling. The feeling of them.
Feeling her relax, Hotch kept kissing the woman softly, but with as much passion as he could convey. He didn't want to scare her, but he had been wanting this moment for so long. Feeling her hands snake around the back of his neck, he moved his hand from her arm to her waist, pulling her impossibly closer to him, but still keeping one hand on her rosy cheek. Emily was glad he hadn't moved his hand from her cheek, smiling against the man's lips.
Breaking the kiss, Hotch pulled back from Emily just far enough so that he could look at her. Her lips were a deep red, and her cheeks were flushed and he could see her eyes looking back at him intently as if staring right into him. Smiling down at the gorgeous woman, he couldn't remember the last time he felt this amazing as he leaned back in and captured her lips once again, this time with more urgency and passion.
"Mmm, Emily" he murmured as she closed her eyes and moaned as well when she felt him move his way to her neck and began kissing her there.
"Aaron..." she whispered, struggling to find a breath. God this man was making her come undone just with his kisses! Not only hearing but feeling him moan against her neck, Emily suddenly realized what was happening as it crashed down on her like a bucket of ice water.
"Aaron, wait, wait. What-we can't do this," she took a deep breath and swallowed as she guided his head away from her neck so that she could look him straight in the eye. Still standing so that their bodies were held together, she placed a hand on his cheek.
Seeing the change in her eyes, Hotch placed his hand over hers and held it.
"I want this Emily. You. I want us." he leaned his forehead against hers praying that she could tell his sincerity.
"I know...but it's too late. We can't do this. This was a mistake. I'm sorry Hotch." Untangling herself from his arms, Emily moved to sidestep him, trying to get away as quickly as she could, but he was anticipating this and grabbed her shoulders, keeping her from running away.
"A mistake?" he asked bewildered. He couldn't believe she was saying that, when a mere minute ago they had been in their own world feeling like they were on cloud 9.
Anger starting to boil inside of her, Emily hardened her expression, "Yes Hotch, a mistake. Now let me go!" She tried once again to move away, but he was holding onto her like she was his lifeline.
"It's back to 'Hotch' now? No, Emily. I get that you're scared, but I won't let you tell me that this was a mistake. I know you want this just as much as I do!"
"Yes,it is back to Hotch" she snapped, causing him to wince at her harsh tone. "And how the hell was I supposed to know what you wanted? Yeah, I totally got the idea that you wanted me when you showed up here with your girlfriend! You know, the one who's just down the hall!?"
She was seething now, and he was still holding on to her partly afraid that she would run, but also a little afraid that she might punch him, she was so angry.
"She's not...she not yo-"
Loud voices suddenly interrupted the pair from the other side of the door. Hearing calls from both Jack and Dave asking someone to come back, the door to the study flung open to reveal Beth standing in the doorway.
"Aaron! Where have you been? I've been looking..." the museum curator trailed off when she noticed how her boyfriend's arm were on the shoulders of another woman. What was going on here?
"Um, Aaron, sweetie, did I interrupt something?" Beth asked with an edge to her voice as she heard Dave and Jack run up behind her. As she stepped into the den, she noted how Aaron and Emily stepped away from each other.
Clearing her throat, Emily spoke, "No Beth, I was just saying goodbye and thanking Hotch for allowing me to be a part of the BAU. I should get going though."
"No Aunt Emmy don't leave!" Jack begged as he ran to engulf the woman in a hug. Wrapping his arms around her neck as she picked him up easily, Jack buried his head in her neck.
Hotch looked on as his son hung on to the woman tightly, seeing just how much the boy loved this woman. Looking over, he noticed Beth flinch at his son's show of emotion towards Emily.
"I'm sorry Jacksters," she soothed using her special nickname for the boy, "but it's getting late, and I need to get going. I'll write you the best postcard I can find as soon as I get to London okay?" she placed the boy back on the ground and ran her hand over his hair. She really truly loved this little boy.
Simply nodding, Jack gave her one last tight hug and then ran over to his Dad.
"Dave, thank you so much for everything. Promise you'll come visit me?" Emily asked as she placed a kiss on his cheek.
"You know it! I'm working on a summer vacation home there, so when it's done, feel free to use it." he chuckled holding both her hands in his.
"Beth, it was nice to see you again." Emily acknowledged before turning to face Hotch.
"Goodbye, Hotch" she stated evenly but lingered with her gaze a little longer than she should have. Before he could even open his mouth however, Emily had walked out of the den and made her way to the front door. Looking down at his son who was looking back at him with big eyes, he sighed. Glancing over to his best friend, Rossi gave him a knowing look.
"Well," Beth started, "Aaron, I guess we should be getting ho-"
"Excuse me." Hotch cut off as he strode out of the study and quickly broke into a jog as he wrenched the front door open just as Emily was opening her car door.
Reaching the passenger side of her car, Hotch took a few deep breaths as he and Emily just stared at each other, from across the top of her car.
'Emily..." he pleaded.
"Go back inside Hotch, Jack and Beth are waiting for you." It was almost as if she was speaking in code, telling him how things were.
Sighing with an air of-it couldn't be-defeat? Hotch just shook his head.
"I do think of what could have been Aaron. All the time."
She got into her car without another word and drove away, watching through tears in her rearview mirror as he wiped his hands over his face and watched her as she drove away. Away from him.
Another cliffhanger? I think so...dun dun dunnnnnn! Sorry if the chapter is a bit short, but I just HAD to end it there :P I honestly did have an idea of how this chapter was going to go but then "Aaron'Dimples'Hotchner" left me an amazing review and some really awesome suggestions that I just had to consider, so big thanks to you!
Don't worry, I won't be leaving it there, but I'm not sure when I will be updating. It will definitley be before the end of August at the VERY latest, but I'm really hooked on writing this story so it may be up in the next few days.
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