Lean On Me

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Summary: A very tired Hotch returns home to a surprise...

A/N: Here's a short filler chapter while I work out the kinks (no pun intended) on some of my other stories.

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"A dame that knows the ropes isn't likely to get tied up." Mae West

Hotch pulled out his key ring of his pocket, yawned as he put the key in the lock and heard it click open.

Rubbing his eyes, Hotch pushed open the door with a wary look as her scanned the room.

Frowning he saw the lights were all off but candles lit up, and flowers petals all across the floor from the living room towards his bedroom.

"Emily?" Hotch called out, "Emily?"

"Shh" Emily's voice called out, "Don't talk. Come in here."

Smiling Hotch walked over to the kitchen and saw Emily standing by the breakfast table.

"Hey" Hotch said smiling at the romantic setting, he saw the table set with a small intimate dinner "What's all this?"

Walking up to Hotch, Emily wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him into a kiss, "This is dinner."

"Well I see that" Hotch said lightly "But what's the special occasion?"

Pulling Hotch into a deeper kiss, "I've seen how stressed you've been the last few weeks, and" Emily said kissing his chin, "I thought that you needed a break from reality, if only for a little while."

Holding her tight against him, "That is so sweet." Hotch whispered in her ear, "And this looks great, what is it?"

Pulling him close to the table, "I decided that you have gotten far too skinny for my taste."

"Huh?" Hotch asked sitting down at the table as she put a plate of food together, "Skinny?"

"Mm hmm," Emily said lightly, "You know how much I love you, but our work load left us with little time and I've notice the past few weeks that you've skipped some meals and barely ate anything healthy."

Shaking his head, "I know, I've tried but life on the road." Hotch said, "Fast food and junk food, I know."

Hotch inhaled the pork chops in front of him, "You cooked this? This looks great."

"I do know how to cook without burning anything," Emily said with a raised eyebrow, "Now eat up, I like my men fat."

Chuckling, "Really?" Hotch said devouring the green beans and corn on his plate then salivating over the meat.

Emily felt a sense of relief when he finished everything on his plate in less than fifteen minutes.

"That was..." Hotch said wiping his mouth, "Wow."

Covering her hand with her mouth, "You know that's the same thing you say after we roll around in the sack."

Giving her a mock glare, "Well you know that old saying don't you? Every man wants a woman should be a chef in the kitchen, a maid in the living room and a whore in the bedroom."

Emily's jaw dropped at that, to which he chuckled, "And you my dear are all three."

Shaking her head, "Keep talking like that and you won't get your dessert."

"What dessert?" Hotch asked with a coy smile on his lips.

Looking at his empty plate, "Do you want seconds?" Emily asked nodding towards the plate.

"Nope" Hotch said lightly, "Now what's for dessert?"

Emily was about to point tell him, when he grabbed her waist pulling her to him while she chuckled.

"I already know what's for dessert," he smooth tone teased, nipping on the side of her neck, "And I demand seconds and thirds..."

Wrapping his arm around the brunette, he pulled her over to the couch content with spending alone time with her.

The couple enjoyed their time together, knowing that once they were with each other they had all the time in the world.

"We loved with a loved that was more than love." Edgar Allan Poe

THE END

Well, this really is the final chapter. Sorry to those who were disappointed that their was no ba chicka wa wa in this chapter, but hey that's life.

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