Haley was sitting in a corner in the bedroom. Tears were running down her face. Thoughts rushed through her head.

How could he do that? I mean, I know he's hurt but to cheat? It has been tough on all of us, but now this? Is he just trying to hurt me on purpose? No… I know that's not true. I know how much he hurts. Maybe this is all for the best? I know change is hard, but if he burns like this, I should let him go… It's probably all for the best. I put too much pressure on him. I guess I wasn't enough. He deserves better. I just got to make sure to toughen up a bit. I know it's going to be hard, but he deserves it. I deserve it. She thought.

The next day, she sent the divorce paper to him. She thought that she might just save both of them money by not going to court.

Hotch didn't know what to do. He wanted to sign the papers, but he couldn't. Not because of Haley, but because of Jack, his son. What was he going to tell him? That daddy was leaving for another family? That him and his mother weren't going to be together anymore? He had never been there. He wasn't there when Jack was born, or when he took his first step. Said his first word. But he was only 2 years old by now. Maybe it was for the best to do it at such a young age. Maybe he wouldn't even realize what was going on.

Emily turned the key to her apartment. Hotch was standing behind her, afraid for the reaction of the little boy inside. But even more afraid of the woman on the inside: Ambassador Elizabeth Prentiss, also known as Emily's mother. He was afraid of her reaction when the little boy, her grandson, would start calling him daddy. Emily had never actually told her, who the father was, and Jaden just called him 'daddy'.

The moment Emily stepped aside to allow Hotch access; he was attacked by the raven-haired, brown-eyed, 6 years old little kid named Jaden Prentiss.

"Daddy! I knew you didn't forget me!" he said. Hotch kneeled down in front of him, hugging him tightly, lifting him up in his arms.

"Hey buddy!" Hotch simply replied.

The ambassador quickly stepped forward, but Emily walked in front of her, making sure she couldn't harm anyone.

"Daddy?" she said insulted. "Emily Prentiss, is this the father? Are you sleeping with your boss! Are you completely out of your mind?" she yelled up in Emily's face. She was clearly very angry with her daughter.

"Mother! Calm down! Sit down, and I'll tell you everything." Elizabeth hesitated for a moment at the sight of son and father, but let Emily follow her to the couch.

It took an hour for the ambassador to finally understand and except everything. Or, she really never expected it, but promised to keep quiet and not hate them.

Now Hotch and Emily were lying on Emily king-sized bed. Hotch had his arms tangled around Emily's stomach, holding her tight.

"Do you really want to do this, Aaron?" she asked him a bit concerned, taking one of his hands in hers and kissing it softly.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean this. Us." She said.

"Well, I love you." He tried, placing small kisses on her shoulder and neck.

"I know you said that before, but… How can you love me when you still have a wife at home?" She turned in his arms, meeting his gaze.

He didn't say anything. All he did was to lean down and kiss her senseless till she was gasping after air.

"That's how." He said, leaning forward again, kissing her nose lightly, holding her tight against his body, keeping them both warm.

And like that, both of them quickly fell asleep. It had been a long day.

But it wasn't going to be the last kind of those days. The next weeks were just as exhausting. After having talked to Emily, they decided that it would be for the best if Hotch stayed at and hotel for some time. They wanted to keep a low profile. But that wasn't the only thing. See, Hotch wasn't still completely sure if he was ready for this. To start a whole new family. Look at how it went the first time he tried that one out. He regretted not being with them, and felt almost guilty to sign the papers and let himself be happy with the woman he really loved. Sure, he still had some feelings for Haley, but all romantically feelings had gone away and got replaced by friendly ones. And after all, she was the mother of his child.

And what about Jack? What was he going to do, when he got a whole new family? What if Jaden didn't like him, and he felled like a replacement? Some kind of changeling? He couldn't live with that on his shoulders.

So he waited and waited, hoping that everything would just go back to normal, and no harm had been done. But he couldn't continue like this for very long anymore. It had cost him too much pain. And Emily that he was on the line if a brake-down.

So she decided to go talk to him.

Knocking on the door, SSA Emily Prentiss walked into her unit chef's, SSA Aaron Hotchner's, office, not waiting for an answer.

"Hotch, we have to talk." She said, walking to his desk. She liked calling him Aaron better, which was his name, but had gotten use to calling him 'Hotch', since she joined the BAU.

"What about?"

"You. Me. Jaden. Haley. The divorce, everything." Her voice was soft, but still firm.

"Alright…" he said, pushing himself away from the desk, allowing himself to sit on the couch with Emily.

"Aaron, we both know you can't keep doing this. You're on the edge of a break down, I can see it, I know you." She lay her head on his shoulder, and toke her legs up under her body.

"But what am I suppose to do? I can't leave my family." His outcome sounded a bit angry, but Emily knew it was in desperation and frustration.

"You don't have to leave you your family, silly. We're your family. Me and Jaden. And of course you'll still have Jack. It's not like that. I'm sure Jaden would love him, and who knows, maybe he'll be like my own child in time." Emily giggled lightly to calm him down. It seemed to work for a brief moment.

"I know, I know. But I can't help but to feel concerned and like this whole thing is my fault, and that I'm just quieting."

"And maybe it is your fault, but you know what, who cares? I don't. If you don't love Haley anymore, there's nothing to do about it. You can't control your feelings. And look at it this way; try to think about what it would be like for Jack to grow up like this. It would mark him deeply to see his parents like that, fighting all the time, never talking, never kissing and told each other that they loved each other. He would blame himself. Come on, you're a profiler yourself, you know these things."

"I'll guess you're right… But what about Haley?" He said, looking her in the eyes. How could they be some peaceful and calm?

"She was the one telling you to have the divorce. She constantly tries to call you and get you to sign the papers. Don't you think you've already hurt her enough? Don't you think she deserves some happiness and closure?" She kissed him lightly on the nose. She didn't want to do anything he wasn't ready for yet.

"I guess so… But Emily, do you ever think she will find happiness again?" Hotch asked a bit scared.

"I don't think so, I know." She said smiling. She stood up and ruffled his black hair like a little child, before moving toward the door.

"I'm glad we had this talk." And with those words, she left the room again.

The same evening, Hotch was sitting by his desk.

He looked down at the papers in front of him. It was the divorce papers.

He hesitated for a brief second, and sighing, he picked up his pen and finally signed the empty spots, leaving the past behind him, ready to start a new life, with the woman he truly loved: Emily Prentiss.

So, we are finally moving toward the end of this fantastic history :P

But I think I'm going to have another chapter coming up as a closure to everything.

So sit tight, and prepare for a surprise!