A/N: Okay, chapter number three is here :). Enjoy!

Timeline: August 2013 (Emily and Hotch have been together for 3 years now).

Chapter Three

C is for Competition

"You've got to be kidding me! These teams are so unfair!" Derek exclaimed.

"Morgan, stop being such a baby," Emily rolled her eyes.

"I'm not being a baby! Look around, Prentiss, this is bull," he insisted.

"I feel as though we should be offended," Reid commented. "Though…logically, he's probably right. The physical prowess of the other team is very much superior to ours."

"It's true…we're gonna to get crushed," eight-year-old Jack agreed with the other two.

"See, even Jack knows it! I refuse to play unless we switch up the rosters," Derek said.

The BAU had assembled at the park for a day of relaxation after a particularly rough case. Touch football had been decided on and as it stood, the teams were Derek, Jack, Reid, Garcia, and Dave against Hotch, Emily, JJ, Will, and five-year-old Henry.

"I thought you were supposed to be a hot shot football player, Mr. Northwestern," JJ teased.

Morgan ignored her and took stock of both teams. He turned to Hotch—the assumed captain of the other squad. "I'll give you Reid and Garcia for Emily and JJ."

"No chance," Hotch shook his head. Two of the worst athletes, for Emily—who was the best, behind Hotch and Morgan, of course—and JJ who was good in her own right? No dice.

"Fine…Dave and…" Morgan hesitated for a moment.

"Reid," Hotch requested. Dave wasn't bad, just old. And Reid, while lanky and clumsy was above Garcia, who didn't really like to get dirty and only played so that the teams would be even with five to a side.

"Garcia," Morgan bartered.

Hotch thought for a moment and then shrugged a shoulder. "Fine."

"Why do I suddenly feel like cattle?" Emily complained as she and JJ switched sides with Dave and Penelope.

"What's cattle?" Henry wanted to know.

"Cows, Peaches," Garcia answered.

"Why does Emily feel like cows?" he asked, clearly confused.

"Don't worry about it, sweetheart," she comforted him, running her hand through her godson's dirty blonde hair.

"All right, lets get going," Hotch urged his team and they all gathered around him in a huddle formation.

The teams ended up being fairly evenly matched. It came down to the last play of the afternoon.

Everyone was getting hungry and the score was tied, so it had been agreed upon that the next score would win.

"All right, come on team, we can do this," Morgan pumped up his squad. They had the ball and were close to the makeshift goal line.

"Okay, so, um, I think I have a plan," Reid spoke up. To this point, he hadn't really been an asset, but he hadn't been a liability either, so he was hoping to help secure the win, even if it was just with an idea.

"All right, kid, lets hear it," Morgan agreed.

"Okay, so, Hotch is their greatest asset, right? He would claim that there is no preferential treatment, but he's always a little more hesitant when it comes to Emily that he's guarding," Reid prefaced.

"No he isn't!" Emily protested.

"Sorry, Em, it's true. He doesn't want to hurt you and he knows how you get when you lose," JJ grinned. "So what's the plan, Spence?"

"Right, well, we should fake to you, JJ. You go up the right side, between Will and Rossi. I'll go up the middle and Jack, you distract Henry in the middle too. That will leave Dave to cover me since I'm the weakest receiver. Emily, you go left, toward Hotch. Morgan, if you drop back and fake a hand off to Jack and a pass to JJ, giving Emily enough time to slip behind Hotch, then we should be able to score," Reid explained.

"All right, everyone got it?" Morgan asked.

Everyone nodded and with that, they broke the huddle and lined up.

"Hi honey," Hotch offered Emily a huge smile as he lined up right across from her.

She rolled her eyes at him and responded sarcastically. "Hello darling."

"You know what I'd rather be doing right now?" his voice low and deep. "Something definitely not appropriate for a public park and the presence of our family…"

She ignored his diversionary tactics and listened for Morgan's count.

"Ready…Go!" he shouted.

It all went according to plan. Jack ran up the middle with Henry on his heels, Reid was covered by Dave in the middle and JJ by Will on the right. Emily slipped behind Hotch—who was distracted by Jack and JJ, both of whom Morgan faked to.

It all went exactly according to plan…except for one thing. Reid had uncharacteristically not counted on one factor. Garcia.

She was wandering around, looking lost when Derek released the ball.

Hotch figured out what they were doing just in time to make a leap for the ball.

It bounced off of his fingertips and right into the un-expecting arms of none other than Penelope Garcia.

She looked up, shocked.

"RUN!" Henry screeched.

"Go Garcia!" Dave shouted as well.

Garcia took off, but Emily was hot on her heels, less than four feet behind and gaining.

Hotch did the only thing he could think of to stop Emily from getting to Garcia. He lunged.

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"Touch football, Aaron. Touch, NOT tackle," Emily complained, an ice pack pressed against her shoulder blade as they all sat spread out on two blankets around the picnic basket.

"Well I couldn't let you catch her!" Hotch defended himself.

"It shouldn't count! We should automatically win because Hotch took out Emily illegally. It's completely unfair," Morgan whined.

"Yeah Dad, you definitely cheated," Jack pouted.

"We said next score wins and we scored first. We win," Will jumped to his teammate's defense.

"I'm the one that's going to have a bruise tomorrow. I should win," Emily shook her head in disagreement with Will.

"You'll be fine, Emily," Henry said.

Everyone immediately laughed at his astute assessment.

"Oh, come here Em, I'll kiss it better," Hotch offered, extending his hand to her. Emily huffed, but took his hand.

"Whoa, whoa, I like you guys together and everything, you know that, but the only way to get to that shoulder is to take her shirt off. And I think I speak for all of us when I say that I'd rather not witness that," Derek protested.

"Speak for yourself," Garcia grinned.

Hotch rolled his eyes as he settled Emily in front of him, her back against his chest, and his legs on either side of her. He leaned in and gingerly kissed the back of her shoulder blade and gave both Morgan and Garcia a look.

"That, I can live with," Derek conceded.

"I'm sorry that I tackled you," Hotch whispered in Emily's ear as everyone else got caught up in a story that Henry and Jack were telling.

"No you aren't. You won and you like winning, even if there's a little collateral damage," Emily replied in the same whispered tone.

"Well I'm sorry I hurt you, how's that?"

"That, I accept. You owe me a massage though, and a bubble bath," Emily smiled suggestively.

"The massage I can do, but a bubble bath? I definitely don't want to do that. Being wet and naked in warm water with you? I'll pass," he joked.

"Fine, I'll have to find someone else to join me then. Baths just aren't as much fun alone."

"If it's that important to you, I guess I could be persuaded to join you," he sighed theatrically.

She smiled and pressed her lips to his.

"I'm really sorry about hurting you, you know. I love you," he told her.

"I know," she smiled at him, her dark eyes meeting his and maintaining the contact.

"Hey!" Penelope's voice called and a grape hit Emily in the collar bone.

"What!?" Emily asked, pulling away from Hotch slightly.

"You two were so wrapped up in mooning at each other that you didn't hear your son calling your names," JJ laughed.

Hotch blushed, but Emily shrugged and settled her back against his chest again, wrapping herself securely in his strong arms, unbothered by their laughing. It had taken a long time before they were comfortable showing their relationship, but it had been over three years, hell, they were engaged. She had no problem with it now, especially not with the team, their family.

"Sorry. What is it, Sweetie?" Emily asked Jack.

"Can I stay with Henry tonight? I finished my homework yesterday, remember? I promise I'll be good and I'll clean my room when I come back," Jack asked in a rush.

"As long as JJ and Will don't mind, then I don't see why not," she agreed.

"It's fine with me. Assuming you don't mind having Henry over next weekend," JJ grinned. "It's only fair you know."

"I think we can do that," Emily nodded.

Hotch, Emily, JJ, and Will were all thankful that Henry and Jack got along so well, it made it so much easier. That way, the boys had someone to play with when the team was together and made it easier when the team had to travel because they could stay with Penelope or Will and go through the upheaval together. It also gave the adults a chance to trade kids for the weekend and get some much needed alone time occasionally.

"Now there's no way you're getting out of a bubble bath," Emily whispered to Hotch.

"I wouldn't even dream of trying to get out of it," he replied, placing a light kiss on her neck and caressing her right hip gently.

She gave him and brilliant smile that morphed into a content grin as she relaxed against his chest, closing her eyes and just listening to her friends around her.

A/N: Okay, so what did you think? I wanted to incorporate the team because I honestly think that if Hotch and Emily ever get together, the team will support it and basically be like their extended family. I like that image :) Anyway, I have yet to find a beta, so as usual, let me know of any errors you notice.

As another little side note: I have a couple more chapters written, but I have midterms in all of my classes/labs next week and the week after that is my spring break, but I'm going to Peru for the week, so after Friday, there may be a little lull in updates. Just so you know.