Derek Morgan made his way through the school parking lot with Aaron strapped to his hip, his hand under the boy's butt to hold him up as they walked to the front of the high school. "You ready to see your sister, bud?"

Aaron nodded hastily against the dark man's neck, his hand resting on his strong shoulder.

"You tired, bud?" The agent smiled gently at another nodhe got from the young boy. "Well we're gonna be home soon, ok? You can take a nap before dinner." He let his eyes search for a moment before he found his foster daughter sitting on one of the benches outside of the entrance doors, and he quickly raised a hand to wave to her.

Emily felt herself smile for the first time that day when she saw her foster dad in the high school parking lot. She shouldered her messenger bag and stood from her seat, frowning as a hand touched her shoulder.

"Emily Prentiss?"

The brunette turned around and came face to face with a blond boy, his forest green eyes looking to her. "Yeah?"

The older boy held out a hand. "Drew Beck."

Emily gently pushed the blonde's hand away from her. "What do you want?"

"You busy tomorrow after school?"

Emily frowned, giving a small shake of the head. "For?"

Drew shrugged his shoulders. "You're pretty. We can hang."

The brunette thought for a minute before nodding her head. "Yeah sure." She quickly turned around and made her way over to the agent who stood with a couple other students from the school. "Hi Derek."

"Hi Em." He nodded his head over to the blonde teen that was retreating back into the school. "So who's he?"

Emily shrugged her shoulders, stepping in time with the agent as they walke back to the car. "No one."

"Are you sure? He looks pretty cute."

The brunette let out a laugh, shaking her head. "Stop."

Derek smiled wide. "Definitely new boyfriend material."

Emily playfully rolled her eyes and slapped at the dark man's shoulder before hopping into the passenger seat of the SUV. "You're annoying."

"Oh come on, Em."

Emily quickly shook her head, shoving her bag down by her feet. "He's just a boy."

Derek smiled before nodding along, pulling out of the high school parking lot.

The teenager turned her head to look into the backseat, smiling at her little brother that lay his head back against the seat. "How was school, Rony?"

Aaron's tiny lips parted in a yawn, and he quickly shook his head. "I'm tired."

Emily smiled softly to the seven year old. "I can see that. Do you wanna take a nap with me when we get home? I can read you your favorite story."

Aaron quickly nodded his. "Ok!"

...

Emily rolled her eyes as she hung up her cell phone, easily ignoring her foster mother's angry pleas for her to listen just once. No fucking way. If the blond barbie doll wanted to go around and make up insane rules then good for her, but Emily Prentiss was not one to follow them.

The brunette gave a half smile at the sight of the famiiar blond boy sitting over by the bleachers, and she quickened her pace to get to him. "Hey."

"Hey." Drew smiled, scooting over on the bench so the younger girl could sit down beside him. "How was class?"

Emily tilted her head. "Pretty good. Mr. Phillips' class sure is a bitch though."

The blond let out a smile. "I know." He wrapped his arm around the younger teen and turned her head to him with the pad of his pointer finger. "This ok?"

Emily bit her lip, glancing smally into the older boy's eyes. "Yeah, this is ok." She gently closed her eyes as the blonde's lips touched hers, and her vibrating phone dropped from her hand as she kissed the boy back.