Disclaimed!

Seeing as the ice is making it difficult to travel and I have nothing better to do today, I thought I'd update again. There's a lot more JJ/Hotch in this chapter so hope you all enjoy.

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For FloatingAmoeba, Merry Christmas!

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After a sincere apology from Jack and Henry's insistence that they needed more cocoa to watch the beginning of Tim Allen's, Santa Claus - The Movie, the four of them took their places on the comfortable blue couch, focused contently on the large TV screen. JJ forcefully kept her gaze forward, although she could feel Hotch's intense eyes on her, neither of the pair addressing the delicate kiss that had knocked them both for six, minutes earlier.

By the end of the film, as the credits rolled, Henry was the only one left awake, as he played with Jack's Buzz Lightyear toy on the floor, in front of the well light Christmas tree. Jack was pressed tightly into JJ's front as they lay, her arm, wrapped around him to stop the young boy falling off the couch, while her head was rested on Hotch's chest. The profiler had his feet up on the coffee table, with his head fallen backwards and his hand stroked up and down the blonde's side, soothingly. Feeling a tug on his free hand, the Unit Chief slowly opened his eyes, taking a moment to realise where he was. Looking down at his sleeping son and friend, Hotch smiled at both of their tranquil expressions before turning to the constant tugging on his right hand.

"Mmm, tired now" Henry stated sleepily, as he rubbed his eye. Patting the fair haired child on his head, Hotch skilfully, placed a pillow on his lap under the Pennsylvanian's head, and then adjusted himself, so JJ's head was softly placed on the couch and so he was standing over the still sleeping pair. Lifting Henry into his arms, the small boy's head fell to the taller man's shoulder as he carried him down into Jack's bedroom. Grateful that Jack had insisted that bunk beds were for kids and had insisted the beds were separated, Hotch placed the four year old down on the spare bed adjacent to Jack's, that the seven year olds cousins or friend, such as Henry, slept on when they stayed over for the night. "Night Hotchy" Henry yawned as his head touched the pillow.

Leaning down to kiss the small boy on his forehead, the single dad smiled at Henry's innocence as he clutched to the Spiderman pillow. "Night Night Henry"

Repeating the same journey with his own son, Hotch returned to the living room to find a barely awake JJ, watching him while she kept her head on the pillow as she laid relaxingly on the couch. "Where are the boys?"

"They're both flat out" Hotch explained softly as he peaked through his blinds, at the heavily falling snow, the view of the mundane DC street was mystically picturesque, with everything coated with thick crisp white snow and that hazy Christmas night glow.

"God, your couch is comfortable" JJ complimented, rubbing her neck slowly, as she straightened, blinking quickly as her eyes adjusted to the dimly lit room.

Pausing as he watched the blonde stretch as she came around to the land of the living, Hotch fought the flashes of indecent thoughts that crossed his mind, discarding his smile before he came to sit on the coffee table opposite JJ. "Do you want to take my bed? I'll sleep on the couch. The snows pretty heavy again, tonight"

"You don't mind us staying over again?" JJ asked softly as they quietly albeit intensely watched each other. "Of course not"

Biting her lower lip, JJ shyly reached out for his hand, stroking her thumb over the back over his hand as they sat in comfortable silence. "Hotch, about earlier"

"It was for Jack, I get it." The profiler quickly responded, dropping his eyes down to her hand on top of his, rather than her electric blue eyes. "Thanks for making him happy. I couldn't stand the thought of spending Christmas with my kid hating me, for not wanting to make you feel uncomfortable"

Sighing at his obvious disappointment, JJ took her free hand and lifted his chin upwards. Leaning forwards, JJ's lips met Hotch's with more force than earlier that night. Moaning as his mouth opened and their tongues met, softly dancing in greater want. Minutes passed until JJ's hand finally rested on his cheek pushing away from him for much needed air. "Am I making you feel uncomfortable?"

"No" His voice cracked as their eyes locked whilst they both caught their breaths.

Tracing down his jaw, with the tips of her fingers at the same time her other hand held his loosely. JJ's voice was timid as she could feel herself being still trapped under his powerful gaze. "I did want to make Jack happy but only because he was right... I wanted to kiss you, I have done for a while, I was just scared. I was lonely for a long time and then you made me feel, I don't know" JJ laughed at herself bashfully, rolling her eyes at the quiver in her voice. "Even though I think I love you, I didn't want to ruin what we have"

Startled by her confession, Hotch tightened the grip he had on her perfectly manicured hand. "What?"

"Hotch, I want you to be happy. I want you to want to be happy." JJ bit her lip finding uncertainty in his neutral expression. "I want to be the one that makes you happy"

"JJ, I..." Finding only love and trust radiating from her eyes, Hotch felt an, unfamiliar warmth spread in his chest. But everything he wanted to say, everything he wanted to reciprocate got stuck somewhere between his brain and as his mouth. When his mouth finally opened to respond, he could feel his whole body tense under her loving stare.

Sensing hesitation, JJ pulled her hand out of his and moved to the back of the couch, forcing herself to back away from him and guard herself as the usually stoic and controlled profiler struggled to speak. "It's okay, Hotch. I'm coming on way too strong"

Not being able to verbalise his emotions, something that had stalled his life many times before, as well as ruining other opportunities with his former colleague, who was just starting to stare at him more tentatively. The unit chief moved forward, supporting his weight with a hand on the back of the couch while placing his other hand on the back of JJ's head, bringing her closer to him.

Their lips collided together with such passion, all JJ could do was comply as her hands automatically clenched on his shirt dragging his body on top of her.

Moving JJ's light, thin frame underneath his, as they tumbled down on the couch, Hotch's hand roamed up and down her sides, softly exploring her body, while the liaison loosened his tie, taking it off to throw across the room. As their minds shut off and their urges took over, they moved against each other, both craving more intimate proximity. Hotch's attention turned to JJ's neck, as her hands ran through his thick dark hair. "What the hell are we doing?" JJ groaned, as his teeth nipped the base of her throat.

"I think it's kind of obvious, don't you?" Hotch replied coarsely when he looked up into her dilated darkened eyes.

Pushing her hand against his chest, JJ shifted from underneath him so she was sitting upright. "We should talk"

"I'm pretty sure it was you, who initiated the kissing" Hotch grinned, leaning in to kiss her delicately, his eyes softening when her dainty hand caressed his cheek affectionately.

"I think we need to slow down. It's late, we should talk about this in the morning" JJ cursed herself mentally, noting the disappointment pierce his eyes. However the last thing she wanted to do was move too fast with Hotch. He meant too much to her and the self confessed commitment-phobe wanted to savour every moment with the man who had been a constant in her life for so long now. Besides it was Christmas, and she didn't want the entire time spent with him over the holiday to be altered because of their spontaneous actions.

Taking a deep breath, Hotch took her hand from his cheek and kissed her palm. "Okay, if that's what you want? Just promise me you won't change your mind"

"I won't change my mind, Hotch." JJ giggled quietly as she kissed his lips firmly before pulling away. "I promise"

"I'll just get the spare blanket and pillow out of my room and then I'll let you get some sleep" Hotch smiled warmly, taking her hand as he stood. They silently walked down the corridor, trying their best not to disturb the sleeping children in the room opposite the master bedroom. Silently observing the older man as he sorted through his wardrobe, JJ smirked as she admired her view as he reached up for the spare duvet.

"Just help yourself to a t-shirt or something for bed or..." Catching the blonde off guard as he turned to face her as she sat on his bed, JJ grinned sheepishly when he chuckled, moving towards her with the warm bed spares in his hands.

Kissing her forehead, he saw her eyes flutter close causing Hotch's smile to widen as he straightened. "Have a great night's sleep Jaje"

"You too" JJ tilted her head waiting until the door shut to take in her surroundings. Whenever she and Henry stayed over for the night, the southern gentleman would always give up his bedroom for her, but tonight she felt almost awkward sitting in the slightly chilly room by herself, while Hotch tossed on the couch, just down the corridor. JJ tried to justify her growing need to be with her former supervisor, by knowing the pair of them would probably sleep better if they lay next to each other. 'Who am I kidding', flashed through the liaison's mind, she knew they wouldn't sleep but right now, she just wanted to have him close.

Standing, JJ hesitantly made the few footsteps to the door in a matter of seconds and took a deep encouraging breath before opening the white door but instantly stumbled back at the sight of Hotch undecidedly hovering at the doorway. Looking down at the duvet and pillow haphazardly piled on the floor, JJ chuckled before wrapping her arms around his neck pulling Hotch into his own bedroom.

"We can still talk in the morning" JJ muttered as she brought her lips to his in urgency.

"That sounds good" Hotch grinned into another kiss while he simultaneously closed the door soundlessly and backed JJ towards the bed.

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Only one chapter left to go, thanks to everyone who is taking the time to read, especially; FloatingAmoeba, TML, Fanatical Writer, ReadingRed, Hotch Fan, Zolidify, Flames101, angry penguin, DreamerChild88 and deeda. Thank you so much for reviewing!