I think Jack would have been 5 here, in my mind this is before the Doyle fiasco.
"Can we fly my kite Emmy!" Jack asked.
Emily was babysitting for Hotch and had the whole day to kill with Jack, she had previously asked what he would like to do today.
"Sure Jack." She replied while clearing up, after he'd finished his breakfast. "Where's best to fly kites?" She asked.
"Up on the big hill by the park." Jack replied excitedly.
Arriving at the park a little later that day; Jack ran excitedly up the hill. "Come on Emmy, keep up." He exclaimed.
Emily laughed and ran up to him. "Your fast Jack." She told him.
"Race you!" He exclaimed chidishly and ran the rest of the way up the hill.
Emily smiled and also ran but made sure to always be a little behind him letting him win.
"I'm the Champion!" Jack exclaimed as Emily stood next to him and passed him the Kite ready to be played with.
"You are Jack. " Emily replied smiling and let Jack run around - playing with his kite in the wind.