Emily knocked on the door, and waited for Hotch to answer.

"Come in." On those words, she stepped inside. Hotch was sitting behind desk, staring at her with the same completely emotionless expression as always.

Emily closed the door behind her, and stepped up in front of him, in the middle of the office.

Looking into his dark eyes, she almost started crying again, but kept it bottled up.

"You wanted to see to me sir?" Emily tried to smile, but quickly gave up.

"Yes. I wanted to talk to you about your boy. You never told me you had a son?" She didn't know how to read his face.

"No sir. I never told anyone on the team." Tears filled her eyes. Why couldn't she read him?

"Agent Prentiss, you realize that those information's are important to you point of view on the case."

One tear fell down her left cheek, but Emily quickly brushed it away.

In a tearful voice she answered: "Yes sir."

When Hotch saw that, he rushed up from his seat, and laid a concerned hand on her shoulder.

"Are you okay Emily? Why don't we sit down on the couch and you can tell me about him"

Emily nodded, and let him lead her to the couch behind them. As they sat down, Emily relaxed a bit more.

"Why don't you start by telling me his name?" Hotch said.

"Jaden Prentiss." Emily looked Hotch nervously in the eyes.

"That's a nice name. I always thought I would name my boy that, but Haley didn't like it."

Emily smiled and let out a breath. "I know…"

Hotch smiled. She was the only one he ever told. But that was 7 years ago. He didn't thought she would remember.

"How old is Jaden?" Hotch asked. Emily couldn't help but to get all whimpering again.

With tearful eyes she looked up at him, giving him a sad smile. "He's 6 years old."

Hotch looked a little confused at Emily at first, when he suddenly realized everything. "Oh God." He whispered, turning his face away for a brief second, before taking his arm around her, holding her tight into his body, letting her head rest on his shoulder. "I know…" Emily whimpered pitifully. "Why don't you tell me a bit about him?" Hotch asked. If this was his child, he could at least try and learn something about him.

"He's a shy boy, but extremely polite and aware of rules and what to do or what not to do. He's very stubborn and does 'what his tummy tells him'. But once he trusts you, he'll stay loyal all the way. Like you. And like me, he has always been a very independent boy. It sometimes scares me a bit. I want him to know that he can always tell me anything and that I'll always love him no matter what. But I know that he's aware of that. And that makes me feel safe."

Hotch smiled. "Well in my opinion he sounds like a great kid."

They stayed quiet for a time. Until Hotch broke the silence by a question.

"Why didn't you tell me that you were pregnant? It would have changed everything!" Hotch tried.

"I thought…" Emily stopped for a brief second. "I thought I didn't mean anything to you. I thought I was just a one night stand, to forget about the fight with your wife. You never called me after that. I thought that you didn't like me…"

Hotch sighed in relief. She liked him, but was just too insecure. "Of course I liked you. None of it had anything to do me and Haley fighting. I… I liked you. Really much, Emily. And I couldn't stand looking at you smile to me like that knowing, that you could never be mine. The temptation was way too big. So when you kissed me, I couldn't help it. Your lips on mine, was just too overwhelming. I wanted to kiss you, feel you. I wanted to touch you, make you scream my name. I wanted to be with you in my arms forever. I did try to call you. I did try to find you. But I couldn't. And you never came back. I know it was a mistake. But I loved it, and I didn't regret it. I'm so sorry that you have you carry the burden of raising a child all by yourself. I'm so sorry I couldn't be there for you." Hotch looked at Emily. It was clearly that he meant every word he said from the deepest in his heart.

Emily didn't say anything. She just tucked herself in his arms, closing her eyes. He lightly kissed her on the top of her head. She smiled. She felt so safe in his arms. It was like time turned 7 years back. No team, no BAU, no Haley, no one but them.

"I like this… Being in your arms. I've missed it… I need you to know something Aaron… I chose this myself. I chose not to tell you. I chose raising Jaden on my own. He's a lovely kid. And I love him with all my heart. It's hard raising a child missing his father. It's like a big part of him is missing. I can handle the job. But I hope and dream that he some day, can have his father. I pray that you someday can be a part of his life. Love him like I do. Look into those sweet brown eyes, and see the same thing that I see." Emily said.

"And what's that?" Hotch asked curious. He

"That's he's our son. Not only mine. That he is a part of our both. A mix of our DNA. A mix of us. A mix that I really love. And one day, just one day that you could look into those sweet eyes, and see the same things, that you see in Jack. 'Cause Jaden is just as much you son as Jack is. Wouldn't you just try? Just try, nothing more. Meet him. Get to know him, catch some ball or something. I don't want any money or anything. We can take care of ourselves. I just wish for him to know you. His father. Wouldn't you just give him a chance?"

He kept quiet for some time. He didn't know what to say. This was all too big of a surprise for him to handle so fast. But he already knew his answer to her question.

"Then, why don't you bring him in to meet his father?" Hotch looked down at her, smiling.

"Really?" Emily smiled in relief. "Thank you!" she said, as softly kissed him on the lips, to show him her appreciation, before leaving to get Jaden.