A/N: I'm sorry that the whole chapter before this was bold, silly formatting! Thanks for all the hits to the last chapter, it was great to see how many people are reading and I hope you guys are enjoying the story! Keep reviewing and giving me some ideas of what you want!
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Emily's mind went into a state of panic. Those dreaded words, can we talk? What had gone wrong, she thought things were perfect, she must be mistaken. Crap, stay cool. "Sure, what's wrong?"
Hotch realized that this wasn't the best time, but it was something they needed to figure out before they put it off too long. "I know this is miserable timing, but what's going to happen at work? I don't want either of us to get in trouble or have anything bad happen as a result."
Emily began to think. She'd never been in a situation like this, she never crossed the professional line, but now that she had, she needed to deal with the consequences. "I don't know… Obviously, I don't think we should tell anyone about this weekend." Emily wasn't sure what he wanted to here.
"Well of course, we don't need Garcia and JJ in our business." Hotch squeezed Emily tighter. "I've had a lot of fun this weekend, more than I have in a really long time." Hotch gently kissed along Emily's back.
Emily's body began to tingle as she felt Hotch's lips press against her skin. "Me too, I'm glad I've gotten to spend so much time with you." Emily squeezed her hands against Hotch's. She knew their relationship or whatever this was couldn't go past the weekend. It killed her to know she had found a great guy that she couldn't pursue romantically. "I wish things were different." Emily said aloud softly.
"I do too, but things don't have to change that much." Hotch had stopped kissing her back to respond. Emily who had a confused look on her face had spun around to look at him. "Well Emily, I think as long as it stays out of the office, we could handle it."
Emily's heart had just exploded. Hotch wanted her, he really did. Someone please wake me up from this dream! This can't be happening. Emily remained calm on the outside. "You know you don't have to do this? I mean just because we slept together, doesn't mean we need to go past tonight. I'd definitely love if we did but don't feel pressured." Why do I do that? Why did I just give him the option to walk away, man I really am an idiot sometimes.
"Emily, I don't know what I want between us yet, but I know I don't want it end here." Hotch leaned down and kissed Emily's forehead. "Either way, I'd like to spend more time with you and get to know you better." Hotch was mentally kicking himself for being so dense. How could I have missed Emily who had been standing in front of me since my divorce? Hell, she was even there during my separation.
He was so sweet, Emily was so happy they had spent these few days together. "The only thing I regret is not doing this sooner." Emily buried her head in Hotch's shoulder and squeezed him tightly. "You've been great, and I've really enjoyed myself."
Hotch squeezed Emily back. "I'm glad we talked about this, but let's get to sleep." Emily nodded and then gently kissed Hotch's lips. "Goodnight Emily." Emily flipped over and Hotch pressed up against her wrapping his arms tightly around her. "Goodnight Aaron."
Hotch smiled to himself, he loved hearing her call him Aaron, instead of Hotch and sir. Hotch laid awake and thought about Emily. She had really impressed him this weekend without trying, she's beautiful, smart, and obviously understands the job.
Emily began to lightly snore, and once Hotch knew she was asleep, he quickly drifted off to sleep. The two stayed cuddled against each other the entire night. Neither of them woke up until late the next morning. Emily woke up first and stretched herself awake and Hotch must have woken up to her movement. "Good morning beautiful." Hotch leaned down and kissed Emily's head.
"Good morning." Emily rolled over and smiled at Hotch. "I kind of need to take a shower, I feel less than fresh." Emily climbed out of bed and began to strip down. Hotch laid in bed watching. "Well are you joining me or not?" Emily gave him a naughty smile, and walked towards her bathroom.
Hotch quickly jumped out of bed and stripped down to join Emily in the shower. Her confidence was irresistible, she knew it too. Hotch walked towards the bathroom, where Emily was already in the shower.
The two spent the next hour in the shower, until the hot water ran out. When they got out, Emily slowly pulled on a pair of grey yoga pants, and an over sized black tank top. Hotch then realized he had no clean clothes left at Emily's. "Emily, would you like to head over to my place for the day? I need something to wear."
Emily had only been to Hotch's twice, and each time, she'd hardly passed the entryway and now he was inviting her inside. Man, I must be on another planet or something. "Why do you need clothes?" Emily had used her sexiest voice and was watching Hotch's reaction. "Just kidding, we can go whenever you're ready. I'll drive since my car's here." Emily grabbed her go bag, brushed her teeth and applied some light make up and the two headed down to the parking garage beneath her building.
In ten minutes, they arrived at Hotch's door and Emily followed him inside. The walls were decorated with pictures of Jack, mostly alone, but a few with Jack and him. Emily also noted a few with Haley and Jack. Hotch's voice brought Emily back to the real world. "Make yourself at home, I'll be right out. Don't forget, no profiling me." Hotch disappeared through a door, presumably his bedroom and Emily took a seat on the couch. There were work files covering the coffee table, of course Emily's apartment was the same, she just kept them in her office away from public view. Emily flipped on the TV and began to watch MTV, it was Emily's guilty pleasure.
In about fifteen minutes, Hotch returned wearing a grey t-shirt and a pair of jeans. "Sorry to keep you waiting, what are you watching?" Emily quickly flipped the channel before Hotch could see what channel she was on.
"Oh there wasn't much on so I've just been channel surfing." Emily turned the TV off. "Come sit down with me." Emily patted the couch next to her, and Hotch took the seat, wrapping his arm around Emily. "Let's talk about stuff besides work. Where did you grow up?"
Hotch smiled. "I grew up just outside of Chesapeake, VA, how about you?" Emily began to ramble on about living in Italy, France, Germany, and even the Ukraine. She explained her mother's job with the embassy and how she never really had a place to call home.
"Interesting, what's the worst thing you did as a teenager? I'm sure you caused plenty of trouble." Hotch questioned Emily who seemed to shift uncomfortably. "You don't have to answer if you don't want to…"
"No, I will. But I don't tell many people so you better feel special." Hotch smiled and grabbed Emily's hand. "Well since we were always moving around, it was really hard to fit in. Especially at 15, all you want to do is fit in, and I was determined to fit in. I slept with a boy, just to fit in and ended up pregnant." Emily let out a deep sigh and whispered. "There's no way I could have had a baby at 15, so I got an abortion." Emily's eyes began to well up with tears and Hotch squeezed her tightly. "Try not to look at me different."
"Emily, you're the same woman you always have been to me, regardless of what you just told me. It's okay Emily." Hotch was rubbing her back gently and squeezing as she pulled back from him and looked him in the eye.
"Let's hear your worst teenage act. I'm sure it's not going to be on my level." Emily wiped her eyes and smiled. It felt good to tell Hotch that, and to know that he still accepted her for it.
"No it's not, but it's still bad. I was sixteen when I met Haley, and I was taken with her. Soon enough, we began dating, and it was instantly serious. Well by the time we were 17, we were regularly having sex." Hotch let out a light chuckle. "Well, Haley was really involved in theatre, and one day after school, we snuck down to the storage rooms to fool around, and ended up getting caught by the theatre director." Emily began to laugh hysterically; she could never see Hotch being that adventurous, much less getting caught.
"No way! That's too funny, I needed to hear something like that." Emily and Hotch continued to laugh while Emily teased him for a few minutes. The laughter began to die down and Emily realized it was her turn to ask a question. "Do you miss her?"
Hotch wasn't quite sure how to answer. "I just wish things had ended differently. I almost wish something would have gone wrong. Haley is a great woman, and she's Jack's mother. I will always love her for that, but as a couple, I think we both just had different things we wanted and the end was almost inevitable as we got older." Hotch smiled. "But I'm glad that I can finally see what I've been missing out on."
Emily smiled. It wasn't exactly what she'd hoped to hear, but it wasn't the worst thing she could have heard. "I'm sorry that things didn't work out between you guys, but she gave you a beautiful son, and she's a great woman." Emily hugged Hotch who squeezed her back.
"Emily, I'm sorry I've been so cold towards you." Hotch said quietly and Emily pulled back slightly. "You never deserved the way I've treated you. You're an amazing woman, a great profiler, and I'm sorry for doubting that. I'm just glad that I can finally apologize for it." Hotch smiled at Emily and pulled her in for a gentle kiss. "I really hope you can forgive me."
Emily pulled her lips back. "Well I am kissing you aren't I? Obviously I can forgive you." Emily pushed Hotch back and the two began to kiss passionately. After about twenty minutes of this, Emily lifted herself off and stood up. "Hotch, I'm hungry."
Hotch sat up and laughed. "I can't believe you stopped kissing me to tell me you're hungry. What would you like to eat?" Hotch stood up and grabbed Emily's hand, leading her towards the kitchen. "I have groceries so I can cook for you, or we can order food or do anything."
"Hmmm… well would you like to make spaghetti?" Emily questioned. "I could boil the water, and you could make the sauce." Hotch smiled at Emily and leaned in to kiss her softly.
"You've got a deal." The two began to cook their late lunch, and continued their getting to know each other questions. The two learned about each Alma matters, past jobs, places they'd lived and their friends.
After dinner was done, the two sat at Hotch's dining table. "So you dated the same woman, all through high school, AND college?" Emily was shocked; she wasn't great with commitment, especially during college, also known as her wild years.
"Mostly, yeah. I mean freshman year of college, we spent like six months apart, just making sure that we really wanted to be together." Hotch smiled. "And yes, those were definitely what I would call my wild days."
Emily laughed. "I'd call all four years of college my wild days, they were great. Sometimes I do wish I had at least tried to find a boyfriend though. I always ran from the commitment guys." Emily thought about all of her college nights, well at least the ones she could remember. "Than once I was done with my masters, I joined the CIA and spent almost ten years with them."
Hotch laughed. "Well the CIA is basically like being married, especially if you're undercover. It's not like you get to have your own life. Were you undercover for most of it?"
Emily shifted a little uncomfortably, she knew she couldn't tell Hotch the details but she didn't want to lie to him either. "I spent two years working in an office and then I spent eight years undercover gathering intel on the IRA."
Hotch knew to end the questioning there and turned the conversation to lighter topics. "So you had your wild days huh? That's quite a change from the Emily I know now." Emily laughed and playfully slapped his chest. "Well I guess not too much, I mean I did see you're naughty side this morning." Hotch leaned in and kissed Emily heavily while she kissed him back.
Their time together was wearing down quickly and soon enough, they were going to have to return to work and reality. There was a silent agreement between the two that they needed to make the most of their time together. Emily scooted off her chair and onto Hotch's lap. "I'm not hungry anymore. Wanna clean up these plates and go lay in bed?" Hotch lifted Emily off of him and stood up.
"Yes, that sounds like a great plan." The two went to work on the dishes and clearing their plates. The wrapped up the leftovers and tucked them away into the fridge and headed towards the bathroom. It was still early and neither were ready to sleep, but laying in bed and talking always felt better.
Once safely cuddled in bed, the two began to speak about all the countries which Emily had lived in. Soon enough, that conversation soon grew dry also. "Aaron, what do you actually think is going to happen tomorrow at the BAU? I know we talked about telling people, but just out of curiosity, what do you expect?"
Hotch's cool demeanor quickly hardened when he remembered they were less than twelve hours away from reality. "I don't know, everyone will tease you about getting so drunk on Friday. They will ask if went home with anyone. And everyone will leave me alone, except maybe Dave." Emily squeezed his hand.
"Well that was all obvious, I mean, we're just pretending nothing happened right? That Friday we just shared a cab home, and that we went to our separate apartments and didn't see each other again?" Emily wanted to confide in her girlfriends about her recent affairs, however, she understood that they couldn't tell anyone about what happened.
"I mean Emily, I would love to be able to act like this, but I think its best that we pretend like nothing happened, just to keep suspicion down." Hotch was holding Emily closely. "How about you get some sleep, and we figure all of that out tomorrow?"
Emily rolled over and kissed Hotch's cheek. "Goodnight Aaron, we can figure everything out in the morning when we actually have to face reality." Emily was still tightly squeezing Hotch's hand. Hotch leaned down and whispered quietly in her ear. "Goodnight Emily." He leaned down and kissed her head and the two quickly drifted off to sleep.