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Lacy here kiddos with the final chapter of the mini series before Criminal Minds returns tomorrow night. *pauses* Excuse me. *jumps around and squeals* *clears throat* Okay, that's over. Now, I want to give everyone fair warning, the first A&E for the new season won't be up right after the episode. Or even that night. I'll have to stop squealing and smiling like an idiot before I can write and post the story but it will be up before the end of the week. That I promise. Now, on to the final mini series chapter. Remember in Dave's chapter how he told Aaron if he couldn't think of what to say to Em to show her? *nods with a grin as Katie squeals* Yeah, this final chapter is upping the rating to M kids. So, have fun!

Disclaimer: I own Beth, Mal and this really long AN.

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Emily sat nervously in her doctor's office waiting to hear if she could return to full duty or not. Weeks of physical therapy and finally being able to chase after her children again had strengthened Emily back to where she thought she was before everything went to hell. Hopefully the doctor agreed.

"Alright Mrs. Hotchner," the doctor walked in. "I've looked over your tests and the reports from your physical therapist and we're both in agreement that once you pass the required psych eval, you are once again cleared for duty."

Emily exhaled happily. "That is the best news I've heard since my daughter was born."

The doctor smiled. "A workaholic, are we?"

Emily laughed. "No, I just really don't like being inactive and my dad's been taking care of the kids so I can take care of myself."

"And your husband?" the doctor asked.

Emily smiled. "Even with all the work he's had, he's still be a great help."

The doctor smiled again. "Very good," he passed a piece of paper to Emily. "That is for your bosses and this," he handed her another paper. "is for the therapist at your office. You need to have the eval done before you can return to field duty."

Emily nodded and folded the papers. "Thank you,"

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Aaron heard the front door open and Emily humming softly to herself as she arrived home from the doctor. He'd tried to go with her but she insisted he stay home and finish the case report he'd been working on for three days. Emily found it hilarious that at work, nothing could distract him from his work but at home, one peep from their kids and he left all thoughts of work behind.

Right now though, as Aaron heard Emily coming up the stairs, work was the last thing on Aaron's mind. What was, was Dave's advice from the other day. Showing Emily that nothing that happened with Doyle has changed how he feels about her.

"What did the doctor say?" Aaron asked Emily as he greeted her with a kiss in their bedroom doorway.

Emily smiled as she returned the kiss. "I'm cleared to come back and once I pass my psych eval, I'm cleared for field duty."

Aaron reached behind Emily and pushed the door closed. "That is very good to hear."

Emily raised a brow as Aaron pulled her further into the room. "What are you doing, Aaron?"

Aaron slid his hands down Emily's arms and looked her straight in the eye. "I am going to show you that nothing that happened in your past is going to effect our present or future."

Emily's eyes widened and glossed over with tears as Aaron hit her biggest fear on the head. "How-"

Aaron leaned their foreheads together. "You're my wife, Emily. If I can't read you and know what's wrong, I don't deserve to call myself a profiler."

Emily looked down at their joined hands. "You're sure it doesn't change anything?"

Aaron slid a hand up to cup the side of Emily's neck, his thumb hooking under her chin to lift her head. Once their eyes met, he knew she saw the honesty in his eyes.

"I am going to show you just how sure I am," he said, his voice a touch above a whisper.

The soft sigh Emily expelled was caught as Aaron's lips gently covered her own. She tightened her grip on his hands seconds before they both let go and wrapped their arms around each other; Aaron's around Emily's waist, anchoring her to him and Emily's around Aaron's neck, her fingers sliding into the short hairs at the base of his skull.

Just like their first time, just like every time, Emily felt safe and sheltered in Aaron's arms.

Slowly, Aaron slipped his fingers up and under Emily's shirt, tracing his fingers along the top of her jeans. He smiled into the kiss as he felt a shiver run through Emily. Breaking the kiss, he held eye contact as he pulled her shirt over her head and let it drop to the floor. Raising his arms, he let Emily slid his shirt off, dropping it on top of her own. Replacing his hands on her waist, Aaron turned them and guided Emily backwards towards their bed.

Emily's hands didn't stay idle while they moved. She slid them up over his chest, tracing each and every scar that Foyet had left on him. It was her way of letting Aaron know that she wasn't bothered by them. That they didn't change him. And she knew he was returning the favor now, as one hand slid up from her waist to cover the scar on her left side while his lips came down to rest over the brand above her left breast.

As his tongue came out to trace the mark, Emily let out a soft moan and dropped her head back. They hadn't been together since before she was hurt and she'd forgotten just how talented Aaron was.

They reached the bed and Aaron pulled away to watch as Emily laid back, settling her head on the pillows, her raven locks fanning out around her, giving her a dark halo that held such innocence. As he moved onto the bed and settled over her, Aaron noticed her face grow nervous.

"Just breathe, Em," Aaron said gently, soothingly. "I promise I'm going to show you just how much I love you and you will never again have any fears or doubts about it, no matter what life throws at us."

Emily's only response was her eyes falling shut and a soft hum as Aaron's hand ghosted up her side, a finger teasing the side of her breast before coming to rest above her shoulder.

Bringing his lips back down to Emily's, Aaron used his tongue to coax her mouth open so he could trace and remap the well known curves and dips. The hand he wasn't balanced on came up, sliding over her stomach to rest just under her right breast. Two fingers slipped under the material and played with the edge of the soft flesh hidden underneath.

Emily moaned into the kiss as her arms came up and around Aaron's shoulders, her short nails digging in as his fingers slipped further under her bra, finding the sensitive nipple.

Aaron pulled away from Emily's lips and moved his mouth over her chin, nipping it gently before beginning the familiar path down the soft milky skin of her neck and throat. He swept his tongue over her pulse point, drawing another moan and causing her to arch slightly into his body. He took a moment to enjoy her body pressed against his before continuing to the hollow of her throat, where he sucked and nipped, knowing it would leave a mark. A mark he knew Emily would enjoy far more then the other not too far below it.

Emily expected to tense up as Aaron's lips drifted over her brand mark again but everything else had melted away. Doyle, problems with the team, her job still hanging in the balance. All she knew, all she felt in that moment was her and Aaron and the heat that was slowly building between them. They'd never moved this slowly before, not even their first time but it felt good. It felt fantastic and Emily was more then happy to keep the pace.

As Aaron teased and nipped the brand, one hand slid under Emily and quickly released the clasp of her bra. Her arms slid from his shoulders and allowed him to remove the red satin from her body.

Once the bra had joined their shirts on the floor, Aaron pulled back to just look at Emily. It had been so long since he'd seen her like this. Lips swollen from their kiss, gentle love bits peppering her neck, chest just beginning to heave under the weight of their love, the creamy white skin of her upper body completely exposed to him. He took the fingers of his left hand and traced them along her right ribs, invoking a deep shiver from the woman beneath him.

Leaning down, he placed a kiss at the end of her sternum before sliding his lips up into the valley of her breasts. Aaron could feel more then hear Emily's breathing start to get shallow as he grazed his teeth over her right nipple before pulling it into his mouth, sucking with his lips and rolling it with his tongue.

Emily gasped as her head pressed back into the pillows. A wave of heat washed over her before pooling in her stomach. Normally she was just as active as Aaron was in their love making but he was so focused on her, she couldn't find the strength nor will to stop him so she could return the favor. As he switched breasts, she knew he was right. Never again would she fear or doubt his love for her.

Keeping his lips sealed over her left nipple, Aaron allowed one hand to drift down to the button and fly of Emily's jeans. Working blind, he slid the button through the hole and lowered the zipper. Feeling the matching satin panties peaking out from the new opening, Aaron slid his hand underneath the fabric but moved no further. He knew Emily was ready for him to take it to the next step but he wanted her on the very edge before pushing her over the first time.

Emily's back arched on its own as she felt Aaron's hand settle just above where she really wanted it. She tried shifting her hips to move him but he was determined to stay where he was.

"Not yet," Aaron whispered in her ear moments before his tongue flicked out to tease behind the shell and down her neck.

Emily moaned and let her head fall to the side as Aaron moved to gently bite her shoulder and his fingers moved slightly inside her panties. Emily felt herself grow more and more wet the longer his fingers sat there. The pool in her stomach on the edge of flowing over.

"Aaron please," Emily murmured.

Aaron pulled back to look at her again and knew she was ready. Moving down her body, he slid her jeans down her legs, bringing her panties with and dropped them both off the foot of the bed. But he didn't remove his own pants. It wasn't time yet. He kissed his way up her legs, jumping from one to the other. His fingers tickled the sensitive flesh behind Emily's knees, causing her to squirm slightly and find the energy to give him a dirty look. He laughed and placed a kiss on the inside of her right thigh, wiping the look from her face.

Emily felt Aaron's gentle nudging and let her legs fall as open as they would go. Catching the feeling his breath on her swollen and wet lips, Emily prepared herself as best she could.

Aaron saw Emily's hands fist the blanket and moved forward. His tongue slid over her lips, savoring the taste before his fingers came up to gently open her. Running his tongue along her length, Aaron brought his other hand up to hold Emily down as her back arched and she let out a loud, deep moan. Brushing her clit with his thumb, he teased his tongue along her wet entrance before slipping it inside, bringing Emily crashing over the edge for the first time.

Feeling himself throb and grow at the sounds of Emily's orgasm, he milked every drop out of her before placing a kiss on her clit and pulling back. Quickly removing the rest of his own clothing, he watched Emily recover from her first orgasm. Her chest heaved hard as her face began to relax and her hands released the bedspread from the vice grip she'd had.

Climbing back over her, Aaron ran a gentle hand over the purple and white lily on Emily's hip. Thankfully her stab wound had been above it and surgery hadn't ruined the beautiful work. Knowing the flower was for the baby Emily had given up, Aaron knew she would have been heart broken to see it ruined.

When Emily's breathing returned to normal, Aaron leaned down and began to gently kiss her, lovingly coaxing her lips open as her own hands traced up and down his sides.

"Are you ready?" Aaron asked, breaking the kiss.

Emily smiled gently and nodded. "Always,"

Returning the smile, Aaron initiated the next kiss as he lined himself up with her entrance. He broke the kiss at the exact moment he thrusted gently inside her. Both groaned as Emily buried her face in Aaron's neck and he let his head drop to her shoulder.

"Too long," Emily whispered.

Aaron nodded his agreement. Emily shifted her hips, letting him know she was ready and he pulled back, almost all the way out before thrusting back in, changing angles as he did to hit just the right spot that had Emily gasping again within minutes. He knew he wouldn't last too long, not after listening to her and feeling her, so he sped up just a bit faster and slid a hand down to rub and roll her clit. It didn't take either long to reach their peak and with equal moans, they fell hard over the edge.

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Alright, I was gonna have a final scene with informing the team that Em was cleared to come back and a final showdown with Morgan but I think that would have ruined this. So, I'm leaving it here and everything else will resolve itself in the new season. I hope. Let me know what you think, flame policy stands and thanks for reading.

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