"Hotch!" Emily calls when she sees him moving quickly down the hall. He turns back towards her and smiles when she catches up to him and asks, "How did Jack do on his social studies project?"

Hotch reaches into his briefcase and pulls out a piece of paper, passing it over to Emily. "100. Jack wanted you to see it and read the comments from his teacher. He is very proud. Thank you," Hotch says with the pride of a loving father.

Emily reads through the comments intently as they walk towards the squad room. The teacher congratulated Jack on his discussion of various cultures around the world. The teacher had written a number of other compliments as well, and as Emily reads each one, she grows more and more proud of Jack. "Oh, this is so great," Emily says quietly as she finishes reading.

"We owe you a lot of thanks for helping him with it. I honestly had no idea how to help him with this. Thank you," Hotch repeats as he pours himself a cup of coffee.

"What are you two up to?" Morgan asks with JJ, Garcia, Rossi, and Spencer following closely behind.

Emily turns to them excitedly, presenting the graded paper in her hands to show the rest of them. "Jack made a 100 on his big end-of-year social studies project!"

The team looks at her with narrowed eyes, confused by the obvious pride displayed on Emily's face. "Tell Jack congrats," Rossi says.

"You seem really proud, Emily?" The question mark on the end of JJ's statement is obvious. Emily makes eye contact with JJ for one moment to see her raised eyebrows.

Emily looks to the others, exhales a breath, and says, "Yes, well, I had the great opportunity to help Jack with his project. I had a lot of fun, and I am glad to have helped."

A ring on Garcia's phone disturbs the conversation, and she tells them that they have another case. As the others all walk away, Emily turns back to Hotch with the intention of handing back the paper. "Jack wanted you to keep it. He asked if you would put it on your fridge like we do at home."

"Aw!" Emily exclaims. "Of course, I will."

Hotch smiles at her and passes her a cup of coffee. As Emily thanks him with surprise at him giving her coffee, Hotch just nods towards the briefing room. Emily nods and follows his lead.

As they come closer to the door, Hotch says, "Jack and I had a lot of fun too." Emily looks up at him. She is smiling when she walks through the door. Hotch immediately puts his usual unemotional look at his face as the briefing begins. Still, he cannot help but look at Emily a little too much and a little too intently.

The case goes as it usual does. They can't save everyone, but they do save one child from a serial killer. It was a bad one. A sadist kidnapping little boys. Everyone would be lying if they said that the victims didn't make them think of Jack or Henry. Hotch and JJ are a little more on edge than normal, but they aren't alone. Emily is much more anxious too.

When they save the final boy, Emily is the one that runs to him first and carries him out to the ambulance. They got him in time. He wasn't hurt, and they were happy to be able to pass him over to his parents.

In the plane, Emily sits off in a corner seat with a book open. Hotch notices that she hasn't turned a page in minutes. He leaves a heated conversation of sports statistics between Morgan, Rossi, and Spencer. He moves over to her and sits in the seat across from her. He expects her to look at him then, but she doesn't. Her eyes turn to the window, which she looks out intently. "Prentiss," he says quietly as to get her attention but not to notify anyone else.

"Yes?" She asks softly, eyes still out the window.

"This case got to you," he says simply.

"You profiling me, Hotch?" Emily says playfully, finally looking at him.

There is an uptick to his lips, but his words are direct. "Is it because of Jack?"

She looks away again. "Yes and no…" A long silence passes between them. He doesn't push her, and she is grateful. Finally, she says, "There's a lot you don't know about me, Hotch…" He shrugs but says nothing. He looks out his window. He sees the same clouds and stars in the sky as Emily, but he suspects that their thoughts are in totally different worlds. "Are you not going to ask?" Emily questions, and he is amazed that she seems almost self-conscious which is not normal for her.

"No," Hotch says. "But nothing you say will change my opinion of you. If you ever want to talk, I'm here."

She looks back at him with a smile to find his eyes on her now. "Okay," she says with a smile. She leans her head back on the chair and begins to close her eyes when Hotch hands her a blanket from the back of his chair. She whispers, "Thank you," before closing her eyes. Emily doesn't sleep immediately. She is too busy remembering the past, remembering another child that meant so much to her. Eventually, she does fall asleep.

Hotch, on the other hand, does not sleep on that plane ride. He spends the hours on the plane thinking of his son and watching Emily. He understands that there is much he doesn't know about her. He has been aware of that all along. There are holes in her story and so much he wants to learn. But he understands that he doesn't have to. He is happy to know this Emily, the one sitting across from him. He would like to know her more, to know her secrets and her lies, to know her past and future. But he is fine with this. He is fine with sitting a few feet from her where she is cuddled in a blanket. He is just fine.