Helping her son with the bowtie her boyfriend had gotten him as a joke, Emily gave him a smile. "Don't you look handsome?" Marc always wanted to wear the purple accessory with every outfit he'd put on, and tonight Emily let him.

"I look nice for daddy," the four year old grinned, leading his mother into the kitchen so he could get a juicebox.

Emily smiled, waving back at her daughter who sit in the living room. "You sure do, baby."

"I do too!"

"Of course you do," the mother of two cooed to her daughter, running her hand over her head of curls before going to finish setting the dining room table. She had made sure to call her ex the moment she had gotten home, knowing just how excited her children were to see their daddy. They realized it was their time to play dress up, their grandma having bought them a few new outfits to make up for missing their first four birthdays.

Alisanne looked up from her coloring book, fingering the pink bow her mother had put in her hair, the satin material matching the new frilly dress she had chosen to wear. "Maman? Is Jack coming?"

Emily looked over to the little girl and shook her head. "No sweetie, Jack is having dinner with his own mommy."

The four year old gave her mother a frown. "Jack has a different mommy? You're not Jack's mommy?"

"No sweetie, I'm just your mommy."

Alisanne scampered over to the kitchen, climbing up her mother's delicately dressed body until she was seated on her hip. "And daddy is both our daddy's?"

Emily pressed a small kiss to her daughter's head. "You and Marc and Jack all share a daddy, and that makes Jack your brother," she nodded, staring deep into those chocolate eyes she had given both her children. "But you and Jack have different mommies. You remember him talking about Haley?"

The four year old boy raised his hand in the air, expertly seating himself in his chair at the table. "I do!"

"Well Haley is Jack's mommy."

Alisanne gently nodded her head. "Are you and daddy married?"

Emily tried for a smile. "No sweetiepie."

"Are you and Rickie gonna get married?"

"I don't know," the brunette woman shrugged, setting her daughter down on the ground when she hear a knock at the door. "You ready to see daddy?"

"Yeah!"

Emily walked with the two toward the door and made sure to look out the peephole before opening it up, smiling wide at the man standing in her doorway. "Well look what we have here."

Hotch grinned from ear to ear, kneeling on the ground to hand the presents to his children. "A bear for you," he laughed, seeing the grin on his daughter's face. "And here we go, a bear for you."

The twins hugged their matching blue bears tight, Alisanne's with a red tie and Marc's with a green one, before running into their father's arms. "Thank you, daddy!"

The Unit Chief stood once his kids ran back into the apartment, his eyes running down the beautiful brunette woman's body.

He had to force his jaw not to drop.

Emily's body was covered in a one of a kind little black dress, her dark hair wavy and her ears dressed to perfection with tiny diamonds.

"You look gorgeous," he nodded, stepping into the home and pressing a hesitant kiss to his ex's cheek.

The mother of two smiled, her hand running down the older man's arm as she spun in her expensive heels, closing the door behind them. "Thank you. You look very handsome," she smiled, leading her ex into the dining room where her children were already getting into their seats. "Ready for dinner?"

Hotch paused by the edge of the foyer and watched the three unfold their napkins, a vibration from his side catching his attention.

Emily's cellphone was ringing, Castle's name popping up on the screen.

Sharing a smile with the younger woman, he slowly stepped to his right and pressed the decline button, making his way into the kitchen and opening the bottle of wine he had brought for the brunette.