"What the hell is going on in here," Aaron shouted, visibly upset at walking in on them in their current positions.

Looking over and seeing Amy's brother standing in the room, Spencer let go of Amy's hands and jumped off the bed like it was on fire. "Hotch," He squeaked. "I, uh, we were…"

"Spencer and I were just playing keep away with my sketchbook," Amy said, saving Spencer and glaring daggers at her brother. What made him think he could just walk into her room? She could have been naked for Christ's sake. "Ever heard of knocking?"

"I heard you screaming and furniture being knocked around," he said, looking over at Spencer who was standing at the end of the bed looking really uncomfortable.

"And what, you thought I was being attacked?" Amy asked sarcastically. Well, technically she was. But since it was Spencer doing the attacking, she didn't figure she was in any real danger. "It was just Spencer trying to grab my book," she said, holding it up for evidence.

"I see," Aaron replied. "Reid, would you mind going back to your own room so I can talk to my sister?" he asked, emphasizing the part about going to his own room.

"Uh, sure sir," He said, noting the emphasis. If this was Hotch's reaction when they were just friends, Spencer couldn't imagine how he would react if Hotch knew how he really felt about Amy. Before walking out the door he turned back and said, "Goodnight Amy."

"Goodnight Spencer," she smiled back at him.

"Goodnight Hotch."

"Goodnight Reid," he replied, face still stern.

Once Spencer was gone, Amy's smile disappeared. "What was that?" She asked her brother, pissed off by his behavior.

"What was…" Aaron began.

"No, save it Aaron," Amy said. She knew Aaron didn't think he had done anything wrong and wasn't about to let him get away with it. "What gives you the right to just walk into my room? What if I had been naked?"

"Considering what I walked in on, it's a good thing you weren't," Aaron shot back.

"What you walked in on? Aaron you walked in on nothing," She said. God her brother could be such an ass. "Spencer and I were just goofing around. Is there something wrong with that?"

"So Spencer came over just to wrestle a sketchbook from you?" Aaron asked. "Do you really expect me to believe that?"

Oh Amy wanted so much to smack the crap out of him. At least Spencer had come to check on her. The way her brother was acting it appeared that her only cared about checking up on her.

"For your information, he came to see if I was alright."

"He came to see if you were alright?" He questioned, tone and posture softening.

"Yes. You see he figured that since the victims look so much like me, it might be bothering me just a little," She fired back. "But you know what, you're probably right. He didn't come over to be a friend. No, he came over to play the nice, sweet, sensitive guy. That way he could get into my pants and screw my brains out. Because he totally seems like the type of guy to do that."

"I never said he was," Aaron replied. Clearly the route he had chosen wasn't a good choice as it only served to make his sister angrier. And it wasn't good to have that much of Amy's anger directed at you.

"You may not have said it, but you certainly implied it," she said.

Aaron went over to grab the chair that Amy and Spencer had knocked down. He dragged it over and sat down in front of Amy.

"You're right, I jumped to conclusions. I'm sorry," he said. "The truth is I came over here to check on you, as well as to warn you."

"Warn me?" she asked, wondering if this was about Spencer again. If it was, it was a stupid move on his part. She was so close to forgiving him for being a jack ass.

"Yes, but not about Spencer," he said, covering his ass. "It's about Strauss."

"Didn't we already go through the whole Strauss conversation?" She asked confused. "I thought we decided I was perfectly capable of handling Whatever it was she had to throw at me."

"I'm not doubting you. I'm just letting you know about her new move to go after the team."

"Which is?"

"She wanted me to take you off of the case," he said. "She feels the resemblance between you and the victims will adversely affect your ability to be objective."

"Oh that is crap," Amy said, her target of anger switching to Strauss. "I haven't even shown any signs of being unprofessional in the field. What makes her think I can't handle this?" Amy stood up and started pacing the room. "She can't seriously think taking me off the case is the right thing to do."

"That's what I told her," Aaron said. "As well as telling her that I wasn't going to do it."

Amy stopped her pacing and turned to face her brother, "Really?"

"Of course. Did you really expect anything less? he asked, not liking the fact that she could think so little of him.

"No, I know that's not how you work," she said, extremely happy that he had defended her. "Its just that most other tam leaders would have followed orders, even if there was no cause for them. And when it comes to a situation like this, you are my boss first and my brother second."

"Be that as it may, I stand by you and the rest of the team, no matter what. I'll go to bat for any of you whenever it's needed," he said standing up and getting ready to leave. "Anyone who acts and differently isn't really a leader or part of a team."

"And you make a great leader," she said, hugging him. "I'm sorry for snapping at you before."

"It's alright, I sort of deserved it," he said, showing a rare smile.

Amy returned the smile, "oh you definitely deserved it. but I'm still sorry."

"Goodnight Amy."

"Goodnight Aaron."

Once he left the room Amy went back to her sketch. It was almost done and by the time it was finished, Amy wouldn't need to hide it from Spencer anymore.

**Author's note: Sorry cloudgirl, you guessed right that it was Hotch, but I don't have 20 bucks to give you.