Disclaimed!

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JJ wrapped her cardigan around her body tighter after she closed her hotel room door behind her. Stepping into quiet corridor, the blonde stepped towards the door opposite her room and tapped quietly.

The team had just ended a four day case in Arkansas and were all exhausted after minimal sleep, little food and a very active case.

It was also JJ's first team case since her medical leave and the announcement of her pregnancy on the jet to their case location had led to the team hovering around the competent liaison the entire case.

None more so that Aaron Hotchner, who had seemingly been at the blonde's side any time she stood, from the desk the team were given upon their arrival.

Waiting for the door to open, JJ rested against its frame tiredly. She took the case easy instead of jumping straight into the sway of things. The date they had planned fell through a few minutes after they left the house viewing, but right now, all the blonde cared about was getting the case out of her mind.

It wasn't a particularly bad case and Hotch had insisted he talked to the families and victims, so a part from the several press conferences she hadn't even left the government building, but still, the mother of soon to be three, felt drained.

JJ smiled as the profiler opened the door and stepped aside. Hotch waited until the door was closed and the blonde was in his room before he spoke. "I thought you'd be fast asleep."

The agent shrugged while taking a seat on the edge of the bed. "I tried but I'm restless."

Hotch smiled tiredly and sat on the bed behind the exhausted liaison and began to massage her shoulders and whispered into her ear. "Well you came to the right place."

"I assumed you wouldn't mind me showing up." JJ moaned as her eyes closed at his touch.

He chuckled throatily while listening to her soft groans. "How are you feeling?"

"Just sleepy." JJ stifled a yawn.

Hotch pressed a kiss to the back of her neck and stilled his hands. Reluctantly moving off the bed he pulled back the covers of his un-slept in bed, and took off his shirt and trousers, so he was wearing just his under -t-shirt and boxers, then reached for the blonde's hand. "Come on, you need sleep."

Complying, JJ shuffled up the bed and tossed her cardigan onto the bottom of the bed. Her smile widened as Hotch turned off the lights and got into the bed next to her, instantly wrapping his warm hands around her stomach and pulling her back into his front. "Just go to sleep, I'm right here."

"Aaron." JJ said his name quietly not wanting to disturb the peace.

He kissed the back of her head as his eyes fluttered closed. "Yeah?"

"Come home." JJ mumbled quietly.

Opening his eyes, Hotch sat up on his elbows and looked down at the blonde's shadowed peaceful face. "JJ, what did you say?"

Rolling onto her back, so Hotch was hovering over her, JJ adjusted her eyes to the dark so she could make out his strong features highlighted by the soft light coming through a gap in the curtains. "I said come home."

"I thought we were going to wait until we found somewhere new before we lived together again?" He asked in a hushed tone.

JJ lifted her hand to up his cheek softly. "You and Jack shouldn't still be at Dave's. I know we're going slow..."

"Whoever suggested we should go 'slow' was an idiot." They both chuckled, knowing that was a dig at his past insecurities.

"This would be a good time to kiss me Aaron Hotchner." JJ smirked placing her hand on his cheek as he quickly closed the gap between them.

Their kiss started softly and explorative while she felt his hands roam under her t-shirt. Both instantly groaned as the kiss intensified. Night clothes were quickly shed under the covers, almost as though they suddenly realised that they had missed time to make up for.

They started a frantic pace, craving the contact after a month of struggling to reconnect. The night went by in a haze while they happily got lost in the touch and taste of each other.

As the sun slowly rose, their limbs were entangled and hands entwined while JJ's head rested above Hotch's heart as his free hand rubbed small circles on her lower back.

The Pennsylvanian groaned at how comfortable her whole body seemed. Kissing a scar on the profiler's chest, JJ giggled in bliss. "I think we're passed going slow."

"God I missed that." Hotch replied contently as he moved his hand that was holding JJ's so he could brush her fallen golden locks behind her ear.

"Is that all you missed?" JJ raised an eye in curiosity.

Hotch smirked at the sound of uncertainty in the blonde's voice. "I missed all of you JJ. Not just the sex. I missed not going to bed angry. I missed waking to the smell of your shampoo, with your head resting on my chest. I missed lying on the couch with you. I missed being dragged into the shoe shops. I missed reading the paper second and finding page corners turned over because you thought the story might interest me. I missed everything JJ. Right down to watching you get ready for bed or waiting for you to finish your paper work so I can wrap my arms around you and hold you tight."

"I missed you too." JJ smiled warmly before leaning down to kiss him soundly.

She sat up once more, this time with her knees in her chest and her back exposed as Hotch continued to run his hand up and down her back from where he lay. The blonde looked around the small hotel room briefly, her hair was wildly mussed and body pale against the navy sheets. Hotch frowned as he saw her face scrunch in opposite mirror. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just have to throw up." JJ groaned as she grabbed his blue shirt and headed towards the ensuite.

The concerned profiler grabbed his white t-shirt and boxers before hovering outside the bathroom door. Tapping softly, he pushed the door open slightly to see JJ leaning against the sink with her hand covering her mouth. "You okay, babe?"

"I'm alright, just a false alarm." JJ gulped slowly, trying to quell the sudden nausea.

He flinched at the cool tiles under his feet as he walked to the blonde's side. "Can I get you anything?"

JJ met his eyes with a pout on her lips as she gripped the cold sink counter. "Would you mind getting my go bag from my room? I think I'm going to hang out in here for a little while."

"Sure, where's your key card?" He asked before kissing her forehead, seeing the paleness off feeling sick cover her face.

JJ took a few deep breaths with her hand flat on her stomach. "It's in my cardigan pocket on the floor."

"I'll be back in a minute okay?" He reassured before getting dressed and finding the card to go to JJ's room.

Popping his head into the bathroom where JJ was being sick the profiler placed a bottle of water next to the liaison, who instantly waved him away.

Leaving JJ alone, as she insisted, he entered the corridor and placed the key card in the door opposite him. Pausing as he heard footsteps, Hotch turned to see Morgan walking down the hotel corridor, while he struggled to open the liaison's door.

Morgan chuckled. "Hey boss, I don't think that's your room."

"JJ's not feeling so good. I'm just getting her things together." Hotch informed the hovering profiler.

Morgan sighed. "Do you need me to do anything?"

"Actually do you think you could run downstairs and get her some tea and toast?" The unit chief asked hopefully.

Morgan nodded quickly. "No problem man, I think Reid and Prentiss are already down there, so if you think of anything else we're on our cells."

"Thanks Derek." Hotch nodded once in gratitude before walking into JJ's cluttered hotel room. Her belongings were spread all over the room along with piles of case files and the board they had brought with them creating mess in the disorganised liaisons rented room.

A little time later, the profiler quickly glanced around the room to make sure he hadn't forgotten anything before he returned to his own room.

Closing his door behind him, he placed JJ's bags onto his bed and listened for noise. He could hear the shower running but still poked his head through the door to check on the blonde. "Jaje, are you okay?"

JJ moved the shower curtain and smiled thinly as water dripped down her face. "I'm good."

"Are you sure?" He asked chuckling as she rolled her eyes and got back to the warm shower.

A soft knock at the door dragged the team leader from the bathroom. Opening the door, a mug of tea and plate of toast was thrust in his direction. Prentiss sighed. "Morgan sent me up."

"Sorry for the trouble." Hotch replied dryly noting his colleagues disinterested mood.

Prentiss shook her head as Hotch took the items off of her. "It's no problem. He just stole my waffles and coffee."

"I'm sorry?" Hotch raised an eye, unsure as how to diffuse the brunettes annoyance.

"Is JJ okay?" Prentiss asked in concern.

The profiler nodded instantly. "It's just morning sickness. She's in shower right now."

"We're all downstairs if you need us. They're probably eating all the damn French toast too, asses." Prentiss muttered as she backed away from the hotel door towards the elevators.

Hotch took a deep breath and closed the door, noting that the shower had been switched off as he placed the tea and toast on the dresser. A few moments later, JJ appeared from the bathroom wearing a white fluffy robe. "Is the toast for me?"

"I know you're probably not feeling hungry but you need something on your stomach. So I asked Morgan who sent Prentiss..." Hotch stated as he watched the blonde cross the road.

JJ smiled at his thoughtfulness. "Gimme, I'm starving."

"I'm going to jump in the shower." Hotch kissed the top of JJ's head as she munched on the toast, before leaving her to watch the news.

Stepping into the bathroom, he felt a wide grin spread across his face as he saw the chaos JJ left behind in the bathroom. Towels and her toiletry bag contents cluttered the small ensuite, creating a warm sense of familiarity for the unit chief and suddenly he realised their relationship was finally how it should be; Chaotic, complicated, yet completely worth it.

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