CH 7: Getting on the jet *and cue the dramatic music*

"Four-Fifty. I'm good. I'm good." Emily said, taking a deep breath as she got on the jet. She tried to get there not too early, but not too late, so she wouldn't have to be alone with Hotch. She'd most likely make a fool out of herself. She also, in addition to all of this Hotch drama, had Rossi after her. I mean, seriously, he drew a HEART in her file. Which was clearly marked for her, by the way.

Taking a deep breath and standing up straighter, she opened the door. And, just her luck, she was alone with the TWO of them.

"Hey, guys." she greeted, getting on the plane and taking the seat next to Hotch. Rossi was reading a book, and Hotch was writing something down on a pad with paper. Each of them had a carry-on- Hotch's an Under Armour backpack, and Rossi's a laptop case.

"Oh, hey, Emily." Hotch blabbered, shoving the pad & paper into his backpack at the sped of light.

As coolly as a cucumber, Rossi put the bookmark in his book, got up, and placed it on his seat. He walked toward the door.

"I'll leave you two alone." Rossi chuckled, walking out the door.

"Thanks a LOT, Rossi." Emily thought to herself, extremely inflamed by the veteran profiler's exodus.

"Hahaha, funny man, that David Rossi." Emily prentiss babbled, the words flowing out of her mouth before she realized she was talking.

"Yep, he suuure is." Hotch laughed back.

"So he thinks that….we're….." Emily asked him, quite curious as to the reason Rossi left.

"I don't know- he hasn't said anything to me about it." Hotch blushed. Of course he thought that they were together- he was Rossi. He and Morgan were the only people who could profile him. But, if he wasn't a profiler, it wouldn't matter. You could smell his passion for Emily from Orlando.

Just then, JJ walked in.

"Hey. Have you seen Rossi?" Emily asked.

"Yeah, he's sitting out on the steps. Did you two banish him so you could be alone together?" JJ snickered.

"Yeah, right. He walked out so he could see you." Hotch laughed back as JJ took the only available seat in the square left, conveniently next to Rossi's.

"Speaking of him, I should go see what he's up to- I'm sure you two can keep each other entertained." He said.

"Ok, see you when you get back." JJ called. Hotch got up out of his seat and shut the door.

"Spill It." JJ prodded as soon as the door creaked shut.

"What do you mean, spill it?" Emily asked her.

"Did I nearly walk in on a heated make-out session or what?"

"Definitely an Or What."

"You know he loves you."

"Yeah, right." Emily snickered. "I wonder what the two of them are talking about?"

"Hotch's love for you."

"Funny girl."