Chapter 8- Yes, there's something there

The best kiss is the one that has been exchanged a thousand times between the eyes before it reaches the lips.

-Ann Beasley

The two women spent a lot of time talking about their experiences as spies for the CIA. When Emily asked Reese why she cared so much about Sophia, she avoided the question. The reason was too personal to share with someone she was only talking half an hour with, and it wasn't like her to open up to people. It wasn't that she didn't like Emily. She did, but it was too soon to call her a friend.

When their private jet landed, Reese gave Emily a piece of paper.

"Give this to agent Garcia." she just said, leaving Emily there to stare at prince William's phone number.

Sara turned around to look at her. "What? I just made it easier for her. I'm sure that she'd think of another way, if I didn't help her."

"She's getting too passionate sometimes."

"That's not bad."

Instead of leaving immediately, Reese went to the BAU headquarters first. She had one more thing to do there before returning to Langley, and returning was one thing that could wait until next morning.

She knocked the door of Hotch's office, and he told her to come in.

"What do you want?"

"I wanted to give you my report on the previous case." she said and left it on his desk.

"Anything else?"

He was now facing her, standing only a few inches away from her. Their faces got even closer, so much that they could hear each other's breath. They looked into each other's eyes…

And then there was a knock on the door. Morgan came in and wanted to speak to Hotch, so Reese left and went to her hotel room to sleep for the night.

She closed her eyes but she found it impossible to sleep. She kept staring at the ceiling, thinking how stupid it was to think that Hotch would ever feel something else for her apart from hate. Then again, she thought that life is all about taking risks, and she decided to risk it.

Fifteen minutes later, she was outside his house, ringing his doorbell. He opened the door and saw her standing there.

"What do you want?"

For a moment she thought of just turning around and leaving, but then she told herself that she had been waiting for eight years to do this, and she took a step forward, ignoring his slightly hostile attitude.

"I think we were in the middle of something when agent Morgan knocked the door."

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close to her. Before he could realize what happened, their lips were touching. It was the last thing he ever expected her to do, and he even thought of breaking the kiss, but, even though he'd never admit it, he had been waiting for eight years to do this.

They went into the house and started walking to the bedroom. Five minutes later, they were lying in Hotch's bed.

"I want to ask you something" he said. "Why did you come to work with us? Don't you hate being told what to do?"

"I do. But sometimes there are things that are more important that what we want. Agent Young was one of those things."

"Why is that?"

She told him the same story she had earlier told Emily.

"I see. Still, this doesn't explain why you stayed for the second case."

There comes this question again she said to herself.

"Remember when you said that you knew how Maria felt? Well, I do, too."

He now understood why it was impossible for her to keep her expression neutral when she was around tortured children, and why it was the only kind of case that seemed to affect her. It seemed that they had much more in common than they thought, and he felt happy that he didn't break the kiss.

"And, since I know you wonder where the scar under my eye came from… Yes, John Reese gave it to me."

"John Reese? Your father?"

"I've never called him father. He doesn't deserve it."

After that, they started another conversation. They had seen enough suffering during the last few days, and this wasn't the right time to talk about the painful details of their childhood. It was time to talk about happy things, because Gideon was right: his plan to keep Sara Reese with them for another case would make both her and Hotch smile.

So there they were, Aaron Hotchner and Sara Reese finally admitting their feelings for each other. Well, it was true that, if they ever worked together again, they'd argue. He still thought that she was cold and abrupt and everything, and she'd never change. She still thought he could get very annoying. Did they hate each other? No. They just had flaws, but this wasn't hate. Because, after all, there really was something there.

-The end-

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