November 10th, 2013 - 6 weeks old

"She finished it! All four ounces. She's killing this bottle thing." Hotch announced proudly while carrying a drowsy Luna into the living room.

"Aw what a good girl. I'm almost done pumping and then I can put her down."

Over the last two weeks they had slowly started introducing bottles to Luna and while it had been initially a rocky transition she was starting to get the hang of them. Beth was ready to not be the sole person responsible for feeding her but that being said pumping wasn't exactly the most appealing alternative. It was hard to believe she was halfway through her maternity leave and in another 6 weeks she would have to go back to work as well. She knew she was lucky to be able to only go back part time but she was still dreading it. She wanted to make sure she had a stockpile of frozen breastmilk and that Luna would easily take a bottle by the time she went back to work making the transition as easy as possible.

The pump automatically turned off and she carefully disassembled the parts to be washed and placed the bags of milk in the freezer before stealing the baby back from Hotch.

"Gosh it's so dumb I literally miss her when you're in the next room feeding her. Like I want some separation but also the second she's out of my arms I want her back again. I know I sound crazy."

"You sound like a mom," Hotch smiled at her. "It's hard because she won't take a bottle when she can sense you around but she'll get the hang of it soon enough."

"I'm sure you're right. I'm going to put her down and then tell Jack lights out."

"It's 9 PM he should already be in bed." Hotch stated questioningly.

"He may have suckered me into allowing him to read for a little bit. He asked so nicely!"

Hotch just laughed at her. "Well you can pull him out of bed in the morning when he refuses to get up for school."

"Ugh deal." Beth agreed before taking the baby upstairs.

She changed her diaper and put her in her PJ's before relaxing in the rocking chair to snuggle her for a few minutes. Jack knocked lightly on the door to the nursery before walking in.

"I thought you were reading?"

Jack shrugged. "I was but I finished the chapter and I heard you in here with Luna. Can I say goodnight to her?"

"Sure, bud." Beth got out of the rocking chair and Jack took her place. Beth gently laid Luna into his arms and she didn't seem to mind the transition too much in her sleepy state.

"You're a good big brother, you know that?" Beth told him.

Jack just shrugged again. "I don't really know how to be a big brother."

"I don't really know how to be a mom but I think we're doing alright. Just lots of love, right? Can't be too hard."

"I see bedtime is going well for everyone." Hotch piped in from the door shaking his head in faux disapproval. "Let me guess, he asked nicely."

Beth just laughed and Hotch came into the nursery to sit next to Beth on the floor. He couldn't help but stare at his son holding Luna. Jack had held Luna dozens of times over the last 6 weeks but he was still in awe every time and was so glad that Jack got the opportunity to be a big brother.

Hotch draped his arm around Beth's shoulders and pulled her in to kiss her temple. Beth smiled at the feel of Hotch's lips on her skin and turned to kiss him on the lips.

"You guys are gross," Jack exclaimed, not hiding the look of disgust on his face.

"Well since it's past your bedtime why don't you go to bed so that we can be gross in private, huh?" Hotch questioned him jokingly. "Seriously bud, you have school tomorrow. It's time to get some rest."

"Okay." Jack said reluctantly as he gave the baby back to Beth. "Good night."

"Night Jack, love you!" Called Beth as she swaddled Luna in a blanket.

"I'm going to hop in the shower," Hotch told her as he leaned in to kiss her cheek.

Beth carried the baby into the master bedroom and laid her in the bassinet next to her side of the bed. Luna still woke up usually 1-2x a night but Beth was finally starting to feel human again. Less sleep deprived and a little bit more herself. Tomorrow Luna would be 6 weeks old and she would have her 6 week postpartum OB visit and she was 90% excited and 10% terrified. She had her first wax appointment the week prior and it had been months - afterwards she had used a mirror to scope out the situation and despite all she had been through everything surprisingly looked the same. She couldn't tell where the stitches had dissolved and if you didn't know any better you never would have guessed that just 6 weeks ago an 8 and a half pound baby had plowed her way out. Still Beth was nervous despite knowing she had absolutely no reason to be; Aaron had never made her feel the slightest bit uncomfortable in the bedroom.

Beth pushed the thoughts aside and changed into her PJ's before getting under the covers of the bed and grabbing the book she had been slowly making her way through. She hadn't even read an entire page when she heard the shower turn off. Shortly after Hotch made his way out of the bathroom wearing only a towel loosely draped around his hips and her percentages changed from 100% excited and 0% terrified. She was ready and she was ready now.

"God dammit, Hotchner. Just one more night! Then you can be as sexy as you want! But I can not handle this tonight!"

Hotch chuckled. "Close your eyes and I'll throw some of my least sexy pajamas on."

"Orrrrrrrr we say fuck it and have sex tonight because what's really going to change in the next 15 hours?" Beth pleaded.

"We've waited this long, we can wait another day. It's not worth it if your body's not ready yet and it hurts you." Hotch's tone was adamant and Beth knew he wouldn't budge. Still she tried.

"I'm obviously going to tell you if it hurts. Aaron, please! For all we know you'll be called away on a case tomorrow."

Hotch quickly finished getting his pajamas on and settled into bed next to Beth. He rolled onto his side to face her.

"I can't promise you I won't be called away tomorrow, but we have tons of work to do at Quantico so unless it's urgent I will be home tomorrow night. I just can't rationalize hurting you when in less than 24 hours we'll have the official okay. I know that tomorrow it might still not be perfect and that's okay we can stop but at least then I'll know that I'm not hurting you because I couldn't keep myself under control for one extra day."

He looked so sincere in his words and Beth could tell that he truly wouldn't enjoy doing anything until he knew she had officially been cleared for sexual activity.

"You better be home tomorrow," was all she said in response.

Hotch smiled. "Your appointment is at 1, right? Do you and Luna want to come have lunch with me before your appointment?"

"That sounds lovely. I can pick up sandwiches from that deli you like?"

"Perfect. Did you want me to ask JJ about watching Jack tomorrow night?"

"No, it's okay. It's a school night and he's not exactly the child I'm worried about interrupting us anyway."

Hotch nodded in agreement and they both read their books before falling asleep.

XXX

*Thanks for bringing lunch. Garcia won't stop talking about how you should bring Luna everyday. I can't say I disagree with her. Let me know how everything goes with your appointment.*

Beth opened the text from Hotch while in the waiting room of the OB office and smiled. Luna was sleeping in her carseat clearly worn out from being passed around to all the different profilers.

*Still waiting to be seen. Lou is currently passed out from her very busy day. We loved seeing you and will bring you lunch any day of the week ;)*

"Elizabeth Clemmons?" Beth stood at the mention of her name.

The medical assistant motioned for her to follow so Beth grabbed the carseat and followed her into the exam room. They did all the normal things like take her vital signs and weigh her before leaving her alone to change into the gown.

After a few minutes of waiting there was a knock at the door and her midwife came into the room.

"Beth! It's so good to see you. You look well, how do you feel?"

"I feel good, thanks! She's starting to sleep a bit more and I feel like we're slowly getting the hang of each other."

"How is breastfeeding going?"

"It's going well - we just started introducing a bottle a couple weeks ago to help her get the hang of it. She only gets a few a week when my partner is home in the evenings but it's been nice."

"And do you have a plan for birth control?"

Her midwife, Sue, continued to ask her questions about her recovery and Luna and how she was coping with everything. It felt good to have validation from a professional that everything she was experiencing was normal.

"Well should we take a look and see how everything is healing?" Sue asked her.

Beth nodded and scooched herself down to the bottom of the exam table and placed her feet in the foot rests. This position never got any less awkward.

"You're just going to feel my touch as I examine everything, okay?"

"Okay," Beth agreed and stared at the ceiling as Sue did what she had to do.

"Well everything healed up exactly as we would expect it to! I don't see anything that would suggest you can't resume your normal sexual activities. Sometimes the scar tissue can be sensitive the first few times as it stretches and that should go away with time. Nothing should be extremely uncomfortable or painful so please stop if that is the case and make an appointment to come be re-evaluated. Now, just because you're physically cleared for sex doesn't always mean mentally you're ready so go at your own pace, okay?"

Beth smiled at her. "I will, thank you!"

"Well unless you have any more questions you're free to go, dear."

Beth just shook her head and waited until Sue had left the room before changing back into her own clothes. As she checked out and carried Luna back to the car she woke up and began to cry.

Beth got her carseat situated in the backseat before unstrapping Luna and sitting with her in the driver's seat. She pulled up her shirt and let the baby latch on. They were now pro's at nursing and Beth was able to keep one hand free so she texted Hotch.

*Midwife says everything looks good and we're cleared for whatever we want to do :) Currently feeding Luna in the car and then going to go home to get dinner in the crockpot. Potato soup sound okay to you?

*Glad to hear it. Potato soup sounds great. See you later.*

Beth finished feeding Luna before strapping her back in the carseat and headed for home.

XXX

"I just checked on Jack. He's out cold." Hotch said as he entered the bedroom.

"I was thinking we should put Luna in her crib? We can bring her back into her bassinet once we're done, it just seems weird to have her in here while we're doing it?"

"Sounds like a good plan."

Beth stood up with the milk drunk baby and carried her into her nursery before laying her in her crib and turning on the baby monitor. She rubbed her back until her eyes drifted shut.

"Night, sweet Lou." She whispered to the baby.

She walked back into the bedroom and Hotch was waiting for her shirtless in bed. She happily moved in next to him and ran her hand over his chest before bringing her lips to his.

She kissed him passionately and thoroughly, finally not having to restrain herself. He tasted like minty toothpaste and smelled faintly like the cologne he had applied that morning. She ran her hand up and down his bare chest before letting it slip under the elastic of his boxer briefs.

Hotch sat up and pulled her hand out of his underwear.

"Shhhh I want to go slow. And I don't want this to be about me." He said to her as he pushed her onto her back and laid on top of her careful not to apply too much of his weight against her.

Beth groaned but didn't argue with him. He rejoined their lips and skillfully used his tongue while his hands roamed down her sides and back up underneath her shirt. He stopped kissing her long enough to remove the shirt entirely before starting to kiss her neck instead. His warm breath and wet kisses against her sensitive skin was driving her mad. She groaned but he ignored her and moved onto her chest kissing down the valley in between her breasts.

"Bra on or off?" He asked her.

"Huh?" She asked, too dazed to comprehend what he was asking her.

He repeated himself.

"On, I guess. Or else I'll leak everywhere."

He nodded and continued to move his kisses downward. He spent a considerable amount of time on her abdomen kissing and licking her ticklish spots. It felt heavenly yet she couldn't control her giggles when he'd tease a particularly sensitive area. After flicking his tongue in and out of her belly button several times he made his way further south and kissed alongside the waistband of her pajama bottoms. He frustratingly trailed his lips back and forth.

"Aaron we have the rest of our lives for teasing, now is not the time." She begged him.

He seemingly ignored her and kept up his teasing with light kisses and licks.

"I swear to god Aaron if I don't orgasm before the baby wakes up there will be hell to pay." She groaned.

He gave her a small chuckle but must have agreed because he finally looped his thumbs into her underwear and pajama pants and pulled them down her legs as she lifted her butt off the bed.

He kissed up the inside of her thigh slowly spreading her legs wider before he finally reached the place she had been yearning for him to be. He gave her one long lick and she sighed in contentment. He parted her with his tongue and gently sucked on her clit. Beth wrapped her fingers into the short hair at the nape of his neck and pushed him further into her. He stopped sucking and went back to exploring her with his tongue. It had been too long since he had last done this and he wanted to re-explore every inch of her.

"Aaron, please." She moaned.

He was playing with fire. At any moment the baby could cry and they would have to stop and Beth would never let him live it down. He eased two fingers into her and settled back in on her clit. He gently curled his fingers up against her G-spot as he started sucking once more. He got himself into a rhythm and soon Beth was starting to lose it underneath him. Her hands got frantic on the back of his head, her toes were curling uncontrollably, and she kept attempting to shift her hips underneath him but he kept them pinned firmly in place. He continued to suck on her clit until she finally let go and nearly screamed out her orgasm. She quickly placed a pillow over her head to soften her screams as she clenched herself around Hotch's fingers effectively drenching them with her fluids. As she caught her breath and her trembling began to cease he pulled his fingers out of her. He gave her one final lick to get a last taste and she whimpered as he touched her sensitive clit.

He moved himself back up her body giving her random kisses as he went. At this point he had been sporting a raging hard on for way too long and he knew he needed relief. He buried his face into her neck before grinding himself against her warmth. He groaned at the feeling. He reluctantly pulled away from her to sit up and reach into the bedside table and pull out a condom. Ripping it open with his teeth he quickly rolled it over himself and returned to his original position hovering over top of her.

"You ready, baby?" He asked her.

Beth nodded agreeingly. "Go easy on me."

Hotch looked her in the eyes and felt astonished by the love he saw in them. Every day he wondered how he got so lucky as to find her. He captured her lips with his and kissed her as he lined himself up at her entrance. He kept their lips joined as he slowly entered for her the first time in what felt like an eternity. They moaned into each other's mouth and soon Hotch was fully inside of her.

"Are you okay?" He asked her. Not willing to move a muscle until she gave the okay.

"I'm fine, keep going." She encouraged him.

So he did. Slowly but surely he pulled out before moving himself back in. He picked up the pace a little bit with each stroke carefully watching her face for any signs of distress. He found none - her eyes were closed and she was arching her back against the sheets bringing her body closer to his. Finally he decided to let go and go for it. He groaned as he moved quickly in and out of her and she wrapped her arms around him squeezing his butt as he moved.

It had been too long and Hotch could feel himself nearing climax before he was ready. He wanted to make this last his body just wasn't cooperating with him. He knew he had to do something to take her over the edge sooner but he couldn't get good access to her clit without changing their position, she however had the perfect angle.

He brought his lips to her ear. "Touch yourself for me."

Beth moaned and slowly dragged her nails across his buttocks and around his side before letting her hand move down to her clit. It was still swollen and sensitive from his earlier ministrations. She lightly traced circles around it and she whimpered in pleasure.

Hotch's groaning got more frequent and his strokes got more erratic.

"Babe. I'm not gonna last." As soon as the words were out of his mouth he moaned in orgasm. Emptying himself into the condom. Beth kept up her work on her clit and soon she was over the edge herself moaning into Hotch's ear as he lay his head on her shoulder.

They caught their breaths for a moment before Hotch slowly pulled out of her and removed the condom before tying it in a knot and tossing it in the trash. He laid himself on his back and pulled Beth so that she laid partially on top of him.

"We've still got it." She murmured as she ran her hand across his bare chest. She had missed sex, that she knew, but she hadn't realized how much she had also missed this. The after sex moments of basking in each others sweaty arms. Too blissful and dazed to get up quite yet. She always felt safe and warm in his arms and tonight was no exception. Beth moved in and placed a kiss on his neck, right at his pulse point.

"I love you."

"I love you too," he told her.