Summary: "Aaron, stop. Now." The tone was crisp and firm, leaving no room for argument. Instinctively, Hotch stopped writing, stopped talking, and looked at the younger agent, finally giving him his full attention. "We are going home, now. The world will not fall apart if you aren't in control."

Summery: In which Reid finds himself...with a little help from Hotch and Rossi. *evil grin* Established Rossi/Hotch with much slashiness and homo-wonderfulness throughout

Summery: "When Rossi got home, the lights were on in the kitchen and living room, and an unfamiliar car, a red Saturn convertible, sat in his driveway... The agent counted to three before flinging the the door open and bursting into the foyer. And then he stopped, a little stunned by the scene in front of him."

Summery: Rossi's ready and he has it all planned out. He's going to make Hotch understand once and for all just how much he is loved.

Rossi knows that everyone breaks eventually, especially in this line of work. So, when Hotch finally snaps, he is there to help pick up the pieces. Warning: Brief Violence, pre-slash and slash, Hotch/Rossi, rated M just in case