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The next morning when Hotch arrived at the station he was greeted by an unwanted sight of watching the detective hit on Emily once more. All Hotch wanted to do was walk up to the pair and let the detective know that Emily belonged to him. He also wanted to let Emily know that no one else was going to care about her the way he cared about her. No one else was ever going to see her for all she was. There wasn't another person on the planet that could love her like he loved her. But sadly, he couldn't go up to them and tell either of them any of that. Instead, he just had to watch as they both flirted with each other. His heart dropped into his stomach as he watched the detective brush a stray hair out of Emily's face. Him doing that wasn't the worst part, it was the fact that Emily blushed slightly at the action.

Emily finally looked up and caught Hotch glaring at the two of them. She arched a perfect eyebrow and asked him with her eyes what was wrong. Hotch quickly looked down at the file in his hands and acted like he still couldn't feel Emily's eyes linger on him. All he knew for sure was that he had to finish this case quickly, because if he had to keep seeing Emily flirting with this Marks guy he wasn't going to be able to make it.

Lunch time finally rolled around and Hotch took his to the SUV. He just needed some time away from the rest of the group, away from the longing looks that those other two were giving each other. As he sat in the hot car, enjoying his salad, he was genuinely surprised when the passenger side door opened and Emily hopped in.

"What's going on Hotch? Why are you eating out here? And why is it so freaking hot in here?" Emily asked quickly.

"I just needed to get away for a bit to clear my head, that's all," he told her honestly.

Emily arched an eyebrow again then reached over and turned on the air. "The least you could do is make it cool in here before you melt to death."

Hotch stared straight ahead, he knew that if he looked at her nothing good would come out of it.

"So are you going to tell me what's bothering you?" Emily asked softly.

"What are you talking about?"

"Well you said that you needed to clear your head but what are you clearing it of?"

"Nothing."

"Wow is that all I'm going to be getting from you today?" she asked slightly irritated at how he was acting.

"What?"

Emily rolled her eyes. "One worded answers or questions to my questions instead of answers?"

"Emily…"

"I don't know what's wrong with you," she quickly cut him off, "you used to tell me things, anything really, when something was bothering you. And now all of a sudden you want to act like you can't share anything with me. What's going on?"

"Nothing!" Hotch snapped loudly causing his voice to echo in the small space. He finally gazed over at her and pain coursed through him at the look on Emily's face. "Emily, I'm sorry, I didn't mean—"

"You know what? Fine, you don't want to talk to me that's fine. Deal with whatever the hell you're going through yourself." Emily snapped back as she quickly got out of the car and slammed the door shut behind her leaving Hotch to sigh in defeat and anger.

Nice going Aaron, make her mad at you because you can't share your feelings with her. Even if you did tell her how you felt about her, would she feel the same? Or would she brush it off and say she didn't feel anything for him, and everything between them was just purely sex. Amazing sex, but still just sex. Feelings didn't have to be involved for them to both get release. He wasn't even sure when his feelings for her began to grow. At first everything was just let's have sex and feel good, but then things started to change for him. He began to see her as more than just someone who let him use her body. It was more of an awakening of sorts and he gladly let his mind open to the possibility that he was okay with his feelings for her.

He had no idea how he was going to fix this. How could he apologize to Emily when he knew that she would ask him again what was wrong with him? But as he looked into the rearview mirror and saw Emily with Marks outside the police station and he pulled her into a tight hug, Hotch knew one thing for sure, he was going to have to fight for Emily, and he would do whatever he had to do to make her realize that no one was ever going to want her like he wanted her. He just had to figure out how to do that.

Emily avoided Hotch for the rest of the day, and Hotch made sure to keep her away from Marks. He knew in the end that it was childish to act that way but he was jealous and he knew the best thing for everyone was for him to keep his cool and make sure that Emily saw as little of Marks as possible.

As Hotch was finishing up a file he realized that he was just going to have to pull Emily to the side and let her know how he felt. Let her know that he was a better man for her. As the day progressed his plan of keeping Emily and Marks away from each other was failing. Jealous raged through him in ways that he has never felt before. The detective pulled Emily into the bathroom which caused her yelp to ring through the building. Hotch watched as the door shut behind the two and he realized that he couldn't take it anymore.

He quickly got up from his seat and stormed into the bathroom causing Marks and Emily to pull away from each other. Without waiting to hear either of them say anything Hotch strolled up to Marks and punched him in the face.

"Hotch!" Emily yelled as she jumped back slightly. "What the hell are you doing?"

Marks braced himself against the sink and dabbed at his bloody nose. "What the hell was that?"

Hotch took another step towards the man preparing himself to hit him again when Emily stepped in between them, bracing her hand on Hotch's chest to halt his actions. "You think you can just show up and then change everything because you have a charming smile? We're trying to wrap up a case and you want to pull her into the bathroom so you can have your way with her before we leave?" Hotch asked in a clipped tone. "Don't you think she deserves better than that?"

"Who the hell are you? Her bodyguard?" Marks argued back.

Hotch went to charge at the cocky man before him but Emily held him in place. "Hotch!" she yelled again, but all Hotch could see was red. When his eyes never found hers Emily grabbed both sides of Hotch's face and turned him to face her. "Look at me!"

His green eyes finally landed on her dark brown ones and his immediately softened as he saw the confusion and worry in hers.

"What is going on?" Emily asked softly.

Hotch took a deep breath than pulled her close to him and placed a passionate fiery kiss on her lips. Emily immediately responded and opened her mouth to his probing tongue. Her arms wrapped around his neck tightly as she tried to get closer to him. A throat being cleared is what finally had them pulling apart. Both agents turned to look at Marks who was nursing his bloody nose and staring at the two with his mouth wide open.

"Well now I'm starting to see that you two are a bit insane and I don't want any part of it," Marks informed them as he got a new clean paper towel for his nose and headed for the door. Emily had no idea what to say so she watched him go.

Once the door was shut Emily turned to look back at Hotch. "Can I ask you what is wrong with you?" she wondered out loud. "Why the hell did you punch him? And what was with that kiss?"

"I love you," Hotch blurted out and watched as Emily's eyes widened in complete shock. "I can't tell you the exact moment that I started having feelings for you but I can tell you that I do have them. I know what we have is mainly a friends with benefits type thing and in the beginning that was all that it was, but you are so much more to me than that. When you told me that you wanted to end this whole thing because of that guy I became jealous because my feelings for you had grown and it made me realize that I was in love with you."

Emily continued to stare at him in complete silence so Hotch continued. "No one is ever going to love you the way I love you, or see you as the amazingly beautiful woman that you are. All I want is a chance to let me show to you how amazing you are. I don't just want sex from you anymore, I want everything, and I am really hoping that you feel the same way for me. If not I'll completely understand, but I hope there is a part of you that fell for me like I fell for you," he told her in all honesty.

Never before has he had a conversation where he was so honest and had no idea where the conversation could lead them. She could tell him that she hated him for ruining her chances with Marks, or she could tell him that she never wanted to see him again outside of work. As he held his breath waiting for her answer, Emily was running through everything in her mind. The confession he just made to her and the sincerity in his voice.

Voting to show him instead of telling him Emily jumped into Hotch's arms, throwing him off guard, causing them both to slam into the wall, as she kissed him senseless. His arms tightened around her waist and held her close. When air became a necessity, Emily leaned back in his arms and beamed down at him.

"I'm in love with you too," she told him then kissed him again. "I always wondered what it would be like to go out on a date with you, and to spend time with you outside of a bedroom or the shower," she smirked at him, "and now hopefully I'll be able to find out."

Hotch squeezed her ass then pulled her down for another kiss. "I will never let another man touch you. Then again, you'll never feel the need to have another man touch you," he flashed her his dimples.

"You're right about that," she laughed as she hugged the man who held her heart and before this moment didn't even realize it. "Oh and one more thing, you have to promise to go down on me again because that was amazing," she chuckled as she nibbled on his earlobe which caused a groan to leave Hotch's lips.