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Chapter Three: Moving on
Late August 2012 (Present Time)
Emily threw her go bag down as she turned to lock her apartment door behind her. She was glad to be home. Six days of looking at young girl's bodies emotionally drained her more than she let on. It was easy to cover her emotions but this case was worse. Even though they see cases like this often she would never get use to them.
Seeing the parent's faces made her stomach turn and in those moments she wanted to walk out the doors and not come back. It made her sick that these awful things could happen to young kids.
After they finally caught the Unsub Emily couldn't wait to get out of there and now that she was home all she wanted to do was crawl up on the couch and sleep. Luckily everyone else felt the same way so it wasn't hard to get away.
Passing through the kitchen she grabbed a water bottle and proceeded to the living room. "Sergio? Where are you pretty kitty?" she called out as she checked on his food and water bowls. Seeing both full she walked into the living room and saw her black cat curled up on the couch.
"Hey Sergio, why didn't you answer me?" she picked him up and grabbed a blue toy car that he was laying on.
"What have you got? This must be Jack's." She mused mostly to herself. The last time he was over he was playing with them.
Late April 2012 (Flashback)
"Jack the noodles are done. Wanna help me?" Emily asked the boy who was lying on the floor playing with his race cars as Sergio snoozed next to him.
"Yeah!" he jumped up and followed her to the kitchen.
"Okay buddy, grab the stool and climb on up." She told him walking to the stove picking up the drainer.
"I'm ready Emily." Jack said proudly standing on his stool at the sink.
Emily smiled down at him. "Here it comes, sweetie." she poured the macaroni noodles into the drainer and pulled the pot back. "Shake 'em good Jack."
Hotch walked in as Emily wrapped her arms around the boy and helped him drain the noodles. He smiled as they jokes and laughed. He could get use to this, he thought.
Emily felt his eyes on her but chose to focus on Jack. She helped him down and poured the noodles back in the pan and brought it down so Jack could add the cheese. Giving him the spoon to stir she finally made eye contact with Hotch. "Hey"
"Hey, how are you doing buddy?" he smiled at her then to his son.
"Look daddy, we made mac n cheese for dinner." Jack puffed out his chest proudly.
"I see that. Great job, can you go wash up real fast?"
Jack nodded and ran out. "What's up?" Emily asked.
"Nothing how was he?" he asked wrapping her up in his arms. Emily volunteered to babysit while Hotch had a late meeting with the Director.
"He was great as usual. We colored and played a few games. We are wild people ya know?" she joked as he kissed her cheek then her down her neck. Humming in approval as her hands moved up his chest she slowly pushed him away. "Jack" she reminded.
Chuckling he kissed her softly and backed away. "Yes ma'am"
"What?" she asked as he eyed her oddly.
Shaking his head he smiled. "I just can get use to this, coming home to you and Jack."
"Me too." she smiled back. Her heart fluttered slightly. She knew for the first time in her life she felt at home when she was with him. Both Jack and Hotch made her feel loved and wanted. That was a first.
"I know it's still kind of early, only three months in but what do you think about moving in with us?" he asked.
"Really?" she blushed slightly not meaning for her voice to sound so dreamy.
"Yeah, I want to wake up to you in my arms every morning. Jack obviously loves you and I hate being away from you. Move in with me." He pulled her to him.
"Okay" she nodded just before kissing him.
"Gross, Stop that! Can we eat now?" Jack pushed past them and climbed back on his stool.
Breaking apart with a laugh Hotch kissed her forehead went to his son. Emily turned to watch them. She smiled softly as the feeling of home washed over her again.
Late August 2012 (Present Time)
That feeling left her not long after that night. Moving in together meant two very different things to both of them. She should have never let her guard down with him but she did. She wouldn't make that mistake again.
Glancing at the clock she groaned softly. "Bed time Serg" she put him down and walked around making sure all the windows and doors were locked. Shutting out the lights she made her way to the bedroom and gathered her pajamas and put them on.
Climbing in bed she grabbed her cell phone and noticed a new text message.
Call me when you get home.-Hotch
"Ha" she spat out sarcastically deleting the message. She didn't owe him anything. Why should she call him? They were off for the weekend so she knew for a fact it wasn't a work call. Placing her phone on the night stand she pulled the covers over herself and closed her eyes.
Even though her mind told her not to think about him she did. Her heart ached for him. Hotch hurt her so much but she still loved him, she didn't trust him with her heart but she did love him.
As she fell into slumber her last thoughts were of him holding her.
-CM-CM-
Hotch waited as long as possible. He couldn't anymore. She always responded to his messages no matter what. But now it had been hours. He had to go. Racing to her apartment his mind filled with all the awful things that could have happened to her. His heart was pounding in his chest so hard he thought it just might beat right out.
Skidding to a stop and climbing out of the car he ran through the building and up the stairs to the third floor. Coming to a stop outside her door he knocked loudly. "Come on Em." He knocked again. "Open up!"
He could hear movement from inside and he finally took a breath.
The door opened slowly as Emily blinked up at him, her eyes still adjusting to the light. "Hotch, what are you doing here?"
Pushing his way inside he huffed. "Don't like answering your phone now?" he turned back to glare at her.
"Hotch I'm not doing this with you. I was sleeping so please leave." She said calmly keeping the door open as he paced in the hallway.
"I'm not leaving. Why didn't you call? I thought…"
"No! You don't have a right to think about me in anyway. You chose that. Just because I'm pregnant doesn't give you a right to handle me. I can do that all by myself!" she pointed an accusing finger at him.
"I'm not trying to handle you." He rolled his eyes something he learned from her.
"You did and you are. At work I get it. You want to make sure I can do my job which I proved. So you have no bearing in my personal life." She didn't want to say that but she needed to. She couldn't keep herself hanging on to him. She had to let go. "Hotch, you have a girlfriend. What do you want from me? I can't do this to myself." She confessed in a whisper.
Hotch watched as her eyes pooled with tears and her voice cracked with emotion. He pushed too far. The breakup was hard on both of them but now he did have a girlfriend and Emily was moving on with a baby on the way. He needed to understand that and move on as well. Looking away to gather his own thoughts he nodded slowly. "I know. I'm sorry Emily." He turned back to her. "I'll try to stay away."
"You don't have to stay away just know I don't need a protector. I wouldn't have done this if I couldn't handle it." She said rubbing at her flat stomach.
He nodded again and headed for the door. "Goodnight"
"Oh hey wait; this is Jack's I think. And next weekend JJ and I are taking Henry to the zoo. Can Jack come with us? I promise not to give him too much sugar." She grabbed the toy car off the table and handed it to him.
"Sounds good. He misses you." He smiled. Jack asks about her often.
"I miss him too." Even though she and Hotch were over didn't mean she didn't love Jack any less. The two of them grew very close over the months and she didn't want to just leave the boy.
"Goodnight Emily." He walked out the door.
"Night Hotch" she closed the door literally and emotionally. She could finally move forward.