Emily felt herself panting as Hotch laid down on the bed next to her, his lips softly kissing her cheek. She shivered but gave a tired smile when his lips went to her ear, whispering how much he loved her and how amazing she had made him feel.

She nodded and gave a breathy laugh, holding the sheet to her chest as her nose nuzzled into his neck. "I know, baby. I love you too."

Hotch leveled himself on his elbow and smiled down to his wife, his fingers running across her neck before they brushed her hair from her forehead. "You do know I'm sorry, right? I never meant to hurt you, sweetheart. I would never hurt you on purpose."

Emily looked up to him with sad eyes before she leaned up to kiss his cheek. "I know you didn't mean to. You hurt me, I got pissed, and now we made up and we're ok. Everything's fine, honey. I promise."

"Well what about Danny and that thing about 'not touching his mommy'?"

Emily immediately broke out into laughter, hiding her face in her smiling husband's shoulder. "Oh my God! Wasn't that so cute? And him calling me mommy always makes my day."

Hotch looked down to the brunette beside him before sitting up, taking her arm and sitting her up next to him. "He looks a lot like you, you know."

"No he doesn't."

"Oh sweetheart, you have to trust me on this. Everything about him reminds me of you."

Emily smiled sweetly as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, and her lips went to his neck. "Well you and I look tons alike, so that makes him look like you too."

Hotch smiled into his wife's hair, before both of them looked up to a knocking on the door.

Emily quickly lifted her head, holding the sheet tighter around her body. "Yes?"

"Mommy?"

Emily smiled as she heard the small voice on the other side of the door. "What is it, Danny?"

"There's someone at the door!"

…

Emily felt her husband's presence behind her as she walked swiftly down the stairs, tightening her silk robe around her as she came to the door. "Who is it?"

"Mr. and Mrs. Hotchner? My name is Amber Hemmer and I'm Danny's new social worker. May I come in?"

Hotch looked down to his wife to see her wide eyes, and he quickly shook his head. "It'll be fine, Em."

"Aaron! It's the first 'come at any time to see how we're doing' visit!"

"So?"

"Aaron, this woman could keep us from having Danny as a real part of our family. She could take him away in an instant and all you can say is 'so'?"

"Um, Mr. and Mrs. Hotchner? I can hear everything you're saying."

Emily mentally cursed as she opened the door, both her and her husband throwing on bright smiles for the woman in the suit. "Hello Ms. Hemmer. I'm Emily Hotchner."

Amber gave a polite smile to the woman and quickly shook her hand before walking past the couple and into the house. "You both have a lovely home."

Hotch nodded and let his wife close the door, smiling to the woman who set her glasses on the top of her brown hair. "Thank you. Um, my wife and I have never really been through this before. Could you tell us what exactly you're looking for?"

"Just to make sure that Daniel is getting the stable home life he needs and deserves. But I will ask you a couple questions about what has been going on and how you feel Danny has been coping with the new home life. Alright?"

Both Emily and Hotch nodded.

"Alright. Well, why don't we sit down for a moment?"

When all three of them were seated in the living room, Amber smiled at the couple who immediately latched hands. "Tell me about Danny and his relationship with the both of you."

Emily looked from the social worker to her husband and gave a small smile. "Well, at first he was a lot more accustomed to Aaron. But after awhile he became a lot more friendly and outgoing to both Aaron and I and we've even taken him to therapy sessions, just like the judge recommended we do for Danny."

Amber nodded, ignoring the woman's obvious nervous nature before writing something down on her clipboard. "Okay. Now Aaron, how do you think Daniel is around your wife?"

Hotch's eyebrows furrowed as he felt a squeeze on his hand. "Well, I think he's gotten a lot better around her than from when he had first entered our house. He was kind of standoffish and he kind of went more towards me as the parental figure instead of her. But now he calls her mommy, and you can definitely see the love in both their eyes when they hug."

Both Hotchners watched as the social worker wrote a note at least a paragraph long, and their hearts quickly sped up when she looked back up to them, slipping her glasses back onto her nose. "May I see Daniel, now?"

Emily gave a nervous smile as she squeezed Hotch's hand just a bit tighter. "Now?"

"Yes. Now."