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Chapter 10: Moving In:

Hotch woke up to the sound of his alarm clock going off that morning. He let out a tired groan, something he found himself doing a lot lately these past two months.

Not lifting his head off the pillow, he reached over to the night stand to shut the thing up. And then he glanced down at his chest to see if his girlfriend had stirred. And sure enough JJ hadn't moved an inch.

It was just as he was trying to figure out how he was going to get up without disturbing her that he heard JJ mutter, "Is it time to get up already?"

He let out a chuckle. He should have known she'd be awake. She hadn't slept through his alarm in the past. She pulled herself up to look at him through sleepy eyes.

He gave her a kiss on the forehead. "Time for me to wake up. You get to sleep for another hour. I've got to get home to get ready for work."

"Oh ok," she said sleepily. She lay back on the pillow and threw the covers back over her head.

He smiled sweetly at the girl he'd fallen for, the girl who'd officially been his girlfriend for the past two months. And then he got out of bed. He put on his pants as quietly as possible, found his socks and shoes next, and then he searched for his shirt.

He couldn't seem to find it, so sitting back down on the edge of the bed, he whispered, "JJ, have you seen my shirt?"

A few incoherent mumbles came from beneath the covers but nothing that would help him find his shirt. The next thing he knew his blue and white striped polo shirt was being thrust from under the covers.

"Thanks," he told her, giving her hand a squeeze. He put it on, grabbing his wallet and keys and was about to be on his way.

"This is silly," he heard from beneath the covers.

"JJ?" he asked, wondering if he head actually heard something.

The covers flipped off her and she sat up. "I said, this is silly!"

"What is?" he asked, amused, but not wanting to laugh at her.

"This, you going home to change. I mean, you practically live here anyway…" she trailed off, not so eloquently.

"JJ," he started, this time he couldn't resist laughing. "Are you asking me to move in with you?"

"Yes," she said as if it were obvious.

He considered her proposition carefully. Of course he wanted to; he just wanted to make sure it was right for her too. "Are you sure you want that? I mean, I do get Jack on the weekends. He'd have to stay here…"

"What's the problem? I love Jack and Jack loves me and Henry."

That was true, in their two months of dating much time was spent with all four together as a family.

"We can even turn the guest bedroom into Jack's room!" she exclaimed.

"We'd have to get rid of the butterflies and roses," he joked.

JJ stood up and approached Hotch wrapping her arms around him. "I'd do anything for you and Jack. I love you."

Hotch let out a content sigh. "I love you, too."

She smiled brightly. "So, you'll move in with me?"

"Of course!"

"Yay!"

JJ walked into the bullpen cheerfully that Tuesday morning. "Who has plans this weekend?" she asked the small crowd of Emily, Morgan, and Reid.

All three put up their hands, swiftly.

"Well, cancel them," JJ said excitedly. "Because you're all helping with the moving!"

"Moving, what moving?" Morgan questioned.

"Where're you going JJ?" Reid asked.

JJ laughed. "Not going anywhere. But Aaron's moving in with me and we need some help."

"Congratulations JJ," Emily exclaimed.

Just then Hotch walked into the pen as well. He gave everyone a good morning, only gave JJ a quick kiss on the cheek and then told everyone to be ready for the briefing in five.

"Different," Morgan commented on the changes between Hotch and JJ and the BAU. "Yet, so the same."

"Aww JJ," Garcia pouted. "Do you really want to pack this away?"

Garcia held up a plush toy in the shape of a butterfly. JJ grabbed for it. "Yes," she said pointedly. "This is going to be Jack's room, remember, do you really want to scar him for life?"

"There's nothing wrong with letting your child play with both masculine and feminine toys. It's supposed to build better character."

"You tell that to Hotch," JJ commented blandly.

"Uh… thanks, but no thanks," Garcia quickly replied. Shuddering, she grabbed the toy back and promptly threw it into a box.

"Wow," Emily's voice came from over by the dresser.

"What's wrong Emily?" JJ inquired.

Emily shook her head. "Nothing, it's just… you and Hotch must be pretty serious. You know, letting him have a room in your house for his son and all."

JJ frowned. "I don't look at it like that. It's our house now. And I love Jack as much as if he were my own son. I wouldn't have it any other way. So yeah… I guess we're pretty serious."

"After two months," Emily commented in awe.

"Yeah, but they've known each other for like five years," Garcia piped up.

JJ reading the sadness on her friends face asked, "Emily is something up with you and Derek?"

"I don't know," Emily stated truthfully. "We were getting so close. You know, around Christmas time I thought things could only get better. But lately, it's like he's pushing me away."

"Do you care about him?" JJ questioned.

"So much," Emily admitted, blushing.

"Have you tried talking to him?" Garcia asked.

"A little…" she replied. "But he just changes the subject and I guess I give up."

"You've got to try harder," JJ encouraged. "And if he doesn't tell you what's wrong, let him know that you care about him but that he's hurting you. That should give him a good kick in the pants."

Emily nodded. "Yeah… I just don't know what happened to change his attitude."

Garcia put her arm around her friend's shoulder. "Aww… hun, don't worry. If I know my chocolate Adonis, than I know that he really does care about you. And I really do know my Adonis."

"I'm not really sure how I feel about you calling my boyfriend a chocolate Adonis," Emily said, amused.

They shared a laugh and lightened the mood.

"Remind me again what the girls are doing, while we do all the heavy lifting?" Morgan complained to Hotch.

"They're packing up my son's would be room," Hotch answered. "You don't want him sleeping in a room full of roses and butterflies, do you?"

"Guess not," Morgan replied.

"Actually, guys," Reid piped up. "Statistics show that children raised without a gender role stereotype are more likely to grow up without any issues, such as domestic violence and have more self confidence. In fact—"

"Reid, we get the point," Rossi quipped. "So Hotch, should I buy your kid a Barbie doll on his next birthday?"

Hotch didn't answer, but just shot his friend a scathing glare.

"I'll take that as a no then," Rossi laughed.

"So are you moving all this stuff to JJ's?" Morgan asked.

Hotch shook his head. "Only a few things. The rest is going to either Hailey or storage, until I can either sell it or use it."

"Isn't it going to be weird living in her house without your stuff?" Morgan asked again, seemingly fascinated with the unknown concept of moving in with someone.

"I don't care about my things; I just want to be closer to JJ and Henry. Besides," he shrugged his shoulders. "Maybe someday soon we'll move into a bigger house and I'll get my two cents in."

"Already thinking ahead, I see," Rossi congratulated.

Again Hotch shrugged, trying to feign indifference, but failing miserably. "We care about each other. I don't see any reason why we won't be together in the future. And I'd like to give the family thing another shot."

"That's great, Hotch!" Reid exclaimed, happy for his two friends.

"That's a bit fast, isn't it?" Morgan wondered. "You've only been dating two months."

"Weren't you the one telling us about their 'goofiness' around each other when they first met?" Rossi scoffed. "Sounded to me like this was a long time coming."

"It definitely was," Hotch agreed with his friend. "But who knows about timing. Look at you and Emily, Derek, you knew her for what almost two years before anything happened between you. Even though we all clearly saw that you two belong together."

"Yeah, me and Emily," Morgan said uncomfortably. "We're a different story."

Both Hotch and Reid were about to pry but Rossi cut them off, changing the subject.

"So, Reid, how's Layla doing lately?"

Reid blushed immediately, but it had the desired conversation turner.

"Wow, JJ," Hotch said, surprised.

She bit on her lip. She was hoping for a little more of a reaction than that. "Wow, in a good way, or wow, in a bad way?"

"Good, definitely good," he quickly amended. "Jack's going to love it."

JJ watched as Hotch spun around the once girly guest bedroom, now, the boyish room of cowboys of the old west.

"You said Jack liked cowboys, so…" JJ trailed off.

JJ had spent her day in the local IKEA stocking up on cowboy supplies, and then the girls had come over and helped her paint and set up.

She watched as Hotch stopped at one item in particular.

"You got him a rocking horse?" he said unbelievingly.

She nodded, and then realized he wasn't looking at her. "Yeah, I thought it would be fun. He could play on it pretending he was chasing the bad guys or something. You don't think he's too old for—"

JJ was cut off by the touch of his lips to hers. Surprised, and caught totally off guard, she was quick to kiss him back.

When they pulled apart, JJ murmured, "What was that for?"

"That was for being the best girlfriend in the world," Hotch replied. "You know, once Jack sees this room, he'll never want to go home."

She shrugged. "Fine by me. I love having him over. Henry loves it more. It's like he's got an older brother."

Hotch shot her a considering look. "You know," he started slowly. "That could be—"

JJ felt that he had had something important to say, but the call from the living room from Morgan cut them off.

JJ let out a sigh. "I'll go see what's up."

The sight JJ found in her living room was one she'd never seen: a very drunk Derek Morgan.

"She doesn't want me, she wants him," he mumbled out when he saw JJ arrive on scene.

"Derek, what's going on, you're drunk?" JJ questioned in concern. "Come here and sit down."

She was a little scared when she saw how tipsy her friend was. JJ saw that she'd have to help him to the couch. She let him put his arm around her.

"JJ, what's going on?" Hotch asked, arriving a minute later.

"I'm not sure," she said worried.

"Hotch, man," Morgan slurred. "She wants him."

"Who Derek?" JJ questioned.

"Emily, she wants him," he answered.

"Who's him?" Hotch asked.

Derek just shook his head. JJ got up from her kneeling position in front of Morgan and approached Hotch.

"I don't know what to do," she said, feeling helpless.

"I don't think we're going to get much out of him," Hotch said grimly. "Maybe we should call Emily."

"You think?"

"Yeah, we should. Why don't you call her and I'll sit with Morgan, ok?"

"Sure," JJ nodded. She grabbed the cordless phone and headed to her room, dialling the number.

"Hello?" she heard Emily answer.

"Hey Emily," JJ replied. "This is JJ. Are you ok?"

"I'm fine," Emily answered uncertainly.

"Umm… Emily, Derek is here and—"

Emily quickly cut her off. "He's there? Oh thank God! He left here and I didn't know where he went. He didn't even take his car. I'll be over in ten."

"Ok, Emily…" JJ trailed off, hearing the click of the phone.

JJ moved the phone away from her ear and stared at the receiver. JJ had no idea what was going on. And she had to wonder who 'he' was that Morgan thought Emily wanted. Because from her talk with the woman now and earlier it was clear to JJ that the only person Emily wanted was Derek.

JJ let out a sigh. She opened her bedroom door and headed back for the living room. She came into the room to find Hotch with his face in his hands and Morgan passed out on the couch.

"Emily coming?" he asked lifting his head at her footsteps.

"In ten," she replied. "How's he doing?"

"Passed out cold," Hotch informed her.

"Did he say anything else? Anything about what this is about or who this guy is?" JJ wondered out loud.

Hotch shook his head. "He didn't say a name. Just that he thinks Emily has feelings for him."

"Wow," JJ said, taking a seat next to her boyfriend.

"Yeah, when did the BAU turn into Days of our Lives?" he joked.

JJ smiled. "Maybe when you let Garcia on the team. You know she's the source of all the drama."

They laughed for a bit, when the doorbell rang. JJ hurried to get it.

"Emily, come in," JJ told her brunette friend.

Emily tried to smile, but it faltered. "Thanks JJ; I'm so sorry about this."

JJ smiled sympathetically. "Don't worry about it Em. Come on, he's in the living room."

JJ led the way inside and watched as her friend blushed when she caught sight of Hotch in the living room.

"Hotch, I am so sorry about this," Emily quickly apologized.

"Don't worry about it, Emily," he assured. He stood up and took JJ's hand in his. "We can leave you two alone."

"Thanks guys."

The couple headed back inside, deciding to hole up in their now shared bedroom while the drama unfolded. Thankfully, Henry was visiting with Helen while Hotch moved in.

JJ lay down on the bed and Hotch followed. "What do you think that was about?

"I can't even guess," Hotch shrugged.

"I hope they're all right," JJ considered. "They make such a cute couple."

"Like us?" Hotch mused.

"Nah," JJ replied. "We're the hot couple."

"Hot, huh?" Hotch replied, smirking, as he leaned on his elbow to look over her.

"Oh yeah, very hot," JJ nodded, grinning. "Haven't I told you how hot you are?"

He shook his head. "No, this is a first."

JJ reached out both hands to cup either side of his face. "So very hot." She pulled him down for a kiss. And he pulled back grinning.

"Oh yeah, we are definitely the hot couple," Hotch quickly agreed.

Well that's it for now. I've got till Wednesday until I leave. So I'm going to try to put out a chapter a day until then, in between my packing. Hope you enjoyed.

Thanks to all who have reviewed: Karen; beth; Ecda; wildpartyhouse247 (I wish they would); b9je (thanks muchly for your review, uh… I sure hope you still have a job. Lol); and SparkleInTheSun.

Next chap: A chat with Hailey.

And I've decided on writing this story but from the Emily/Morgan perspective (hence the Emily/Morgan parts in this chapter) so look for that soon.

See ya all tomorrow!