Later that morning, Rosslyn and Billie were back home. Ruth was completely resolved and apologized again and again.

"It wasn´t your fault, I don´t check up on her all the time, either," Rose said, hugging Ruth shortly.

"Your ex-husband Richard called, he´s flying in from Atlanta, this afternoon and he want´s you to pick him up." Ruth said.

"Pick him up? Why would I do this? He can take a cab, like everyone else," Rosslyn was still mad at her ex, but made up her mind to remain as calm as possible. Richard would not let the opportunity pass, to wipe her out. His ego had not coped that Rosslyn wanted the divorce and he compensated this with very young ...ladies.

"I told the maid that I wanted to be picked up," Richard stated after his arrival, as expected, in a very bad mood.

"Oh, you did? Sorry, maybe I just didn´t hear it," Rosslyn said in an innocuous tone.

"Sure thing," he growled, "Where's Billie?"

"In her room, she takes a rest, she is exhausted."

"You´re responsible for her, why letting her hang around with a guy like this?"

"I didn´t let them go out, she crept out of the house, stealthily."

"Because you were not at home, like always! What was it this time? Kidnapping, serial killers or did you get laid? "

Rosslyn snorted, "how can you dare? I´m not the one, fucking herself through the local cheerleaders since our divorce! My reasons didn´t matter to you, anyway Richard, so don´t pretend it would be interesting for you now."

"You're right, I´m not interested in you, but I´m interested in my daughter, already."

"Since when?" Rosslyn became loud, too. "Since Billie was a little girl, you let her feel that nothing she does makes you happy. Why do you think she went to play baseball, or hunting with you? She wanted to be the boy, you always wanted. But you didn´t even realize that, no wonder everything always revolves around you!"

"Mum, let go," Billie said, who had heard the bickering and yelling in her room upstairs.

"It´s not Mum´s fault, she is the best mum a girl can have, father," she wisely chose the formal salutation. Hotch's loving and natural care for her, made Billie finally see her father in a different light. Richard Baines would never have come to mind, to take care of his daughter, like Hotch did. And Hotch was not even her real father. Her mother was right with what she was saying. Billie had always tried to draw her father´s attention and earned only indifference. Even when she moved with her mother to Washington, her father did not stop her.

"Why did you let me go to DC, you have not even asked me to stay with you. Why not? Tell me!"

Richard did not answer.

"That´s what I thought," Billy bitterly replied. She stood next to her mother. "You better leave, father," Isabelle Christine Baines said and made her mother very proud.

"You heard what Billie said."

Richard left without any further comment. They would regret this, Richard thought while standing on the pavement. Nobody was allowed to throw Richard Baines out of the house, this mother-daughter idyll made him sick.

Billie hugged her mother, "I love you Mum, we don´t need him," Billie said resolute.

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When Hotch came in the evening, Billie was almost her old self again.

"Jack want´s you to have something," Hotch said, handing her a pink plush-elephant.

"But this is Trudy, Jack never gives it to anyone," she marveled.

"Jack thought you might need it to fall asleep." Hotch smiled.

Billie was very moved and hugged Hotch fiercely. "I'm in my room and I´m wearing ear plugs, just for you to know," she added innocently. She knew exactly what Hotch and her mother had in mind and didn´t want to be in their way.

"What can I say, girls from the south," Rosslyn grinned and pulled Hotch close. "I do hope you also came to see me?"

"A little bit," Aaron said, stroking gently over her back. His hands made a short break on Rosslyn´s butt.

"Where were we this morning?" Hotch asked softly.

"Right here," Rosslyn said and kissed Hotch tenderly, "let's go upstairs, Aaron," she whispered, taking his hand.

Rosslyn's bedroom was a cozy place with a huge, fluffy carpet, white wooden furniture and a huge metal bed. Hotch's focus was admittedly on the bed, on which both were now. Aaron was on his back and Rosslyn sat astride his hips. She pulled her shirt over her head, unbuttoned Hotch's and made him gasp.

"Rose," his voice was rough, he cupped her buttocks and then wanted to open her bra, but Rosslyn shook her head.

"Don´t move," she said, "this moment you belong to me, entirely."

Her lips and her hair touched his chest, brushing over his nipples. Aaron held his breath, as Rosslyn gently nibbled. Hotch could feel her warm breath on his abdomen, her lips approached his belly, piece by piece. She undid his belt and freed him from all disturbing garments, Aaron moaned loudly and dug his hands into the sheets as he was aware of how Rose was going to show him her love.

Rose knew exactly what she was doing. Her lips wrapped Aaron's hardness and she gently ran her tongue over his tip. She didn´t want Hotch to hold back and soon he just gave up and surrendered.

"Oh God, Rosslyn," he gasped, "what are you doing merely?"

"Not good?" She giggled and made Hotch laugh, too.

"Girls from the south, right?"

Rosslyn nodded, "I´m right back", she quickly brushed her teeth and got undressed. As Rosslyn came into the bedroom again, Aaron had dozed off. She slipped to him under the covers. How peaceful and relaxed he looked, she gently touched his cheek.

"I love you Aaron Hotchner," she said.

"I love you too, Rosslyn Baines," a very sleepy echo was heard from Hotch. He put his arms around her and held her tightly. "I won´t let you go again, Rosie, no matter what," he said seriously and kissed her thoroughly. His hands went wandering and Rose trembled as he fondled her breasts and then slowly stroked her stomach and her rib side.

"You're so beautiful," he said softly, his hand touched her waist and he pushed her thighs apart a bit. Hotch was tender, he wanted to please her, previously she only had given him satisfaction. She opened her legs a little further and felt him at her most sensitive spot. He stroked and massaged her gently, explored her tightness with his fingers. Hotch noticed pleased, how Rose jerked and gasped, she let out a small, protesting cry, as he took his hand away. He penetrated her deeply, she was more than ready for him. Rosslyn's outcry was loud, she could not control herself as she was rolled over by her orgasm like a tsunami. Aaron moved into her, slowly, deep, demanding. Rose shouted and groaned every time she felt him. With a deep sigh, Hotch poured into her, and Rose was rolled over a second time. He wanted to withdraw from her, but Rosslyn wasn´t about to let him.

"Not yet" she wrapped her arms tightly around him.

"I'm heavy, I´ll hurt you," Hotch said worriedly, but Rose did not care. She simply enjoyed the intimacy of the situation and fell asleep. Aaron turned to the side and a few minutes later he was asleep, too.

Aaron woke up before Rose and watched her sleep. She was breathing evenly, sometimes she snored a little bit. Hotch smiled and stroked her hair.

"Are you leaving?" she asked, half asleep.

"I have to, need to change my clothes before I go back into the office. You're sending Billie to school, today?"

Rosslyn stretched herself, "I do not know, maybe I'll keep her at home for a few days."

"I do not think that's necessary, she has become quite grown up," Hotch said.

"But she is still my little girl."

"Which is almost as tall as her Mum," Hotch replied and hugged Rose again before he got up and went into the adjoining bathroom. Her eyes followed him, he told her, that he loved her, but he doesn´t know about the baby, yet. Rose took a deep breath and touched her belly, it was much too early, how could she be that careless? But she wanted Aaron so much, there was no room for any consideration. She also stood up.

"I´m gonna tell your boss, you´re a little late today. I know her pretty well, she´ll understand," Rosslyn said as she stepped into the shower to Hotch.

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Hotch actually arrived in his office an hour later than usual. How could one fall in love with two, so different women, he thought. Making love with Haley was always a quiet, almost cautious affair, Hotch was never troubled by that fact, but Rosslyn simply took what she wanted and expected the same from him. The elevators "pling" tore him from his thoughts. Rossi was the first who crossed his path.

"Hey, how is Billie? Is she all right?"

"I saw her last night, she´s ok. Jack wanted me to hand her Trudy over."

"Trudy?" Rossi knew, Trudy was Jack´s favorite toy.

"And what about the Chief?" Dave wanted to know.

"She doesn´t like, Billie is growing up," Hotch said and Rossi nodded.

"I see her point, it would be hard for me too."

"Did you tell anyone?" Hotch asked.

Dave shook his head, "no, it´s just between Garcia and me."

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Rosslyn and Billie went to the school administration, to tell the director about the incidents. The director, a more old-school elderly man, could not believe what one of his students should be capable of. Horrified, he listened to what Billie had to tell. Rosslyn, who heard the entire report for the first time, felt really sick. Her daughter had been damn lucky, Rose was glad that Hotch had taken care of her. The director decided to dispense Billie from school for a week and announced a special campaign against sexual harassment.

So Rosslyn took her daughter to her office.

"This is all your´s?" Billie was surprised, "You're really important, are you?"

Rose laughed, "I guess, I am. Can I give you the tour?"

Billie nodded enthusiastically, "sure thing!"

"Who is this, with the Chief?" Reid asked, "that's her daughter?"

"Looks pretty similar to her," Emily said, "don´t you think, Morgan?"

Derek just came from a conversation with Hotch. He asked him to do a few units in self-defense with Billie and told him, what happened at the weekend. Morgan immediately said yes. He hated these guys, who could not take no as an answer. Fucking bastards. Rosslyn and Billie came up to the group surrounding Reid and the three of them noticed immediately Billie's black eye and her hurt lip.

"And these are Agent Prentiss, Dr. Reid and Agent Morgan", Rosslyn explained.

"Hotch has already spoken to me, Chief, if it´s okay for Billie, we can start right away."

"But I don´t have anything to wear", Billie said.

"You can borrow something from me," Emily offered. Billie´s weekend seemed to be not funny at all.

"Good," Morgan said, "we´re heading for the gym. Reid, you´ll join us, maybe you'll learn something."

Billie giggled, Reid was a little twerp, no problem to knock him out. Reid looked irritated, the girl was making fun of him? No way, Billie looked like an angel, he got lost in her large gray eyes, a bit.

"S-Surely not," Spencer stammered and fled to Garcia.

A/N Spencer will meet a very special person, next chapter