As TML has said several times my evil is coming out to play today! So after you read this take a breather because some of you lovely readers might want to kill me! Please don't…it's not that bad I promise…I hope you like it! I'm going to go hide under my bed now!

The pair sat at the table eating breakfast together when Hotch laid his fork down and looked up at Emily. Feeling his gaze on her she looked up.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

"I need to tell you something."

Emily locked eyes with Hotch and she saw all the emotions he had in him in his eyes. She knew what he wanted to say, she saw it and she had felt it for a while now. Emily felt the same way, but she could not let him say the words that were about to leave his lips. It wouldn't help anything, it wouldn't change anything, and she needed him to know that.

"Please," she begged as she closed her eyes, "don't," she whispered.

"What?" he asked her confused. "Don't what?"

"I know what you're going to say. I see it in your eyes Hotch. It's been there for a few months now. I'm asking you not to."

"But-"

"There are no buts Hotch." She bit her lip as she tried to put what she felt into words. "I'm about to have a baby. I've never been responsible for someone else's life like this before and I'm scared. I need you beside me," she said as a tear escaped her eye and she wiped at it hastily. "I need to focus on my baby. She needs to be the most important thing in my life, and it doesn't matter what I feel."

"Are you saying you do feel something for me?" he asked hopeful for the first time since the conversation began.

Emily sighed heavily then met his gaze. "Of course I feel something for you Hotch! I'd be crazy not to! You're an amazing father and an amazing man and I get to see that everyday but I can't be in a relationship when I'm going to have someone else to care about." Her words were coming out slowly as she tried to control her emotions. "I'm so sorry. Please don't be mad at me," she begged.

"I'm not," he smiled trying to show her he meant what he said. Silence passed between the two and Emily picked up her fork to continue eating her breakfast. Hotch was the first to break the silence. "Do you think if things were different I'd stand a chance?" he asked out loud softly.

Emily dropped her head and closed her eyes. "Yes, but they're not." Hotch nodded then took a bite of toast. "I'm not saying never," she continued and he looked up with a quizzical look on his face, "I'm just saying not right now." She bit the inside of her cheek to keep her emotions in check.

She took her last bite and stood up to put her plate in the sink. She walked back to the table and stood before Hotch. "So we have an agreement right?" she asked.

"Agreement?"

"We don't bring it up. We act like this conversation never happened. We don't talk about it. We don't act on it." She cleared her throat. "Do we agree?"

Hotch nodded his head somberly. "Yes."

"Good," Emily said as she watched Hotch walk to the sink with his plate.

"I'm going to go get a shower," he said as he passed Emily and walked into his room and leaned against the door defeated. He was such an idiot. Tears coated his cheeks as he replayed their conversation and how it didn't go the way he had hoped. At all.

What Hotch didn't see was Emily drop to her knees on the living room floor and cry silently at the words she didn't let him say, and the feelings she knew he had. She also couldn't get over the feeling she just gave up what could give her the family she always wanted. With the man she always wanted but never allowed herself to think about.