At The Bar
Disclaimer: CBS owns Criminal Minds...
Summary: Hotch thinks about all the things he loves about a certain brunette agent...
A/N: I decided to add this last chapter to the 'Bar' series, it's an oldie but a goodie. Don't kill me.
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Charles Morgan said "There is no surprise more magical than the surprise of being loved. It is God's finger on man's shoulder."
"JJ, quit it," Emily said trailing the blonde agent to the bar "He is not going to propose. I know this for a fact."
"How can you be so sure, Em?" JJ asked sighing as she watched her friend order drinks for the team "My God, he's head over heels in love with you. Everyone can see it, even Reid."
"So?" Emily chuckled, "That doesn't make a transition from that to marriage."
JJ rolled her head forward, "My God, it's like talking to a brick wall. How can you not see it? He practically eyed the jewelry store when we went out to that bistro last week. What the hell did you think he was staring at?"
"Contemplating ways to pull off a heist?" Emily joked but winced when JJ threw her a look "Alright, so maybe he's thinking it. But I'm not, not at all."
"Uh huh." JJ said raising her eyebrow skeptically at Emily "Sure."
Groaning in frustration, "Sometimes I really want to hit you." Emily said "You know that right?"
Pasting on a bright smile, "That's part of the Jareau charm. Hey, where are you going?" JJ called out.
"Away from you." Emily called back "Now go annoy someone else tiny blonde one."
Emily marched off heading towards the jukebox, trying to maintain her temper at her blonde friend and find something good to listen to.
Hotch sighed and held a small smile when he saw Emily walk over to the jukebox resting her hands on it as she peered down studying the songs on the machine.
He loved the way her hips swayed as a song came on to the jukebox.
The way her face lit up like a Christmas tree when Jack was in her line of sight.
She loved Jack just as much as he loved her. As much as Hotch loved her.
Emily wandered back over to the table smiling at Hotch, doing a small little dance as the song hit a beat.
Hotch couldn't hide the grin at her actions, this was one of the many things he loved about Emily. She was the only one who had the ability to make him smile.
"Hey," Emily said smirking, "Is that a smile on your face? Oh wow, did hell just freeze over? Am I going to see all the little Strauss devils ice skating?"
Hotch chuckled causing Emily to turn in the booth giving him a good look but with a smile quirked on her face.
Her smile grew when she saw his dimples.
"Ah-ha." Emily said flashing her pearly whites, "And now the dimples make an appearance."
Chuckling, Hotch shook his head, "Couldn't resist."
"Aw," Emily chuckled, "You're an irresistible flirt aren't ya? You know that, right?"
Biting his lip, Hotch smiled at her teasing behavior.
Another thing he loved about her, that sense of humor. There was no one else who was like her, and he liked that.
Hotch knew that she is the one person in the world that made him feel complete.
This was the woman he wanted to marry and spend the rest of his life with.
But how was he going to tell her?
Emily sipped at her beer, looking at Hotch's tense face.
"Hey, are you ok?" Emily asked frowning "You seem... distracted."
Placing his hand on hers, "I'm fine. Just thinking." Hotch replied.
"About?" Emily asked.
"I've had a lot on my mind the last few weeks," Hotch sighed "Just trying to make some decisions."
Emily frowned, "Anything that you need help with?"
Hotch smiled, "No, but thanks. I'm sure it will all work itself out once I figure some things out."
"Ok. If you're sure." she shrugged her shoulders, patting his hand,"But remember this, I'm here for you, no matter what. Ok?"
He lightly ran his hand across her cheek, "Thank you. That means a lot to me."
Hotch felt his stomach flutter when she leaned into his palm looking up at him with those dark eyes.
"You'd do the same for me." Emily said as her heart swelled at the smile that graced his face.
Emily returned the smile and looked up surprised by the person who approached her table.
"Pete." Emily said smiling and getting up to kiss him, "Hey, you made it."
"Sorry, it took so long. Traffic was a nightmare." Pete said turning to Hotch "Hey."
"Pete." Hotch said politely, "Nice to see you again."
"You too." Pete said turning his attention to the brunette agent "Missed you."
"I missed you too." Emily said kissing his cheek "Come on, let's get you a drink."
"Ok." Pete said grabbing her hand pulling her up into a kiss.
"We'll be back." Emily told Hotch, following Pete to the bar.
"I'll be here." Hotch murmured quietly feeling his heartbreak once again watching Emily with her boyfriend.
As he sat there in his spot, he wondered what it would have been like had he spoken up sooner to her about his feelings, would he be the one with her at the bar laughing?
But that was something he'd keep to himself, because she was happy and that's all he wanted for her, was to be happy.
A Proverb said, "Love is a sweet tyranny, because the lover endureth his torments willingly."
The End
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