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Chapter Eleven: Mission
Late January 2013 (Present Time)
Hotch looked both ways down the hall before knocking on the closed door in front of him. Being the Unit Chief he knew he could go anywhere in the building and no one would get concerned but at the moment he didn't want anyone seeing him going into this office especially since he was supposed to be in a 'budget meeting' with the Section Chief.
"Come in" the voice from the other side made it to his ears and with one last look over his shoulder he cracked open the door and squeezed in making sure to close the door behind him. Turning around he awkwardly looked at the blonde in front of him.
"Boss, you need something?" Garcia smiled slightly amused at his weird behavior.
"Y-yes I do." He nodded. He need her help but he wasn't so sure she would be willing. After all she was the 'missions' best friend and she could turn him down or even worse give him up and then all hell would break lose. Taking his chances he moved around the small room and came to stand next to the tech's computer system. "I want to ask you for a favor but it has to stay quiet."
That peaked the blonde's interest and she quirked an eyebrow. "Top secret sir." She promised. How could she say no? The dark haired man in front of her was one for rules. He didn't go outside those rule for anything so for him to come to her with something no one else was privileged to hear was something she couldn't miss out on.
Eyeing her for a moment he gave in. "I need some advice and maybe a little help. I made a huge mistake and I have to fix it and not just for me but for Jack…"
"Wait hold the phone, you want help with Emily?" she might be in everyone's business from time to time but to help the man who broke her best friend's heart was not going to fly.
"Yes" he said simply. No more sugar coating. "I need her back and so does Jack." Good play the kid card Hotchner!
Shaking her head and standing from her wheelie chair Garcia looked up at him. "Jack hasn't lost her. He gets to see her and he knows she loves him. If I may sir you are the one that lost her, no not even that you are the one that kicked her to the side in favor of that brunette bimbo."
Hotch was about to cut in again but stopped himself. He asked for this. Not directly but by coming to Emily's friend he opened the door for the verbal assault. Nodding in understanding he breathed in and took to the door.
"Wait! Where are you going?" Garcia asked putting a hand on his arm stopping his movements. "I didn't say I wouldn't help. I just needed to get that off my chest before I help fix the mess you made."
Hotch slowly turned to her with a genuine smile on his face. "You'll help me?"
"Of course. I can't let our very own Ken and Barbie stay broken up forever, can I?" she asked getting back in her chair and spinning to her station.
"Who and what?" he frowned.
"Oh nothing sir." She smiled. "First we need to…"
"Penelope?"
She looked up at him half stunned and half excited. He never uses her given name. "Yes sir?"
"Thank you. Really thank you."
"You are more than welcome sir so on with the plan." She turned around again and started typing furiously. "You need to woo her. And I don't mean candy and flowers but something more. I know she still loves you but you really did hurt her."
"I know I did. And I'm truly sorry for it. We talked the other day and she kind of forgave me. She said it was a blessing. Whatever that means." He ran his hand over his face. He had been beating himself up for the past few days for not telling her what he really wanted to say when they talked but after the way she seemed to move on in those moments he didn't want to keep dragging her through the mud which was their barely-there relationship. She looked like the weight she had been carrying for months was finally lifted and he couldn't put that on her again but at the same time he needs that too. The weight off his shoulders and his life back together.
"Sir, she really wants this baby. Emily is going to be a great mother and she deserves to be happy so if me helping you is going to take that from he please tell me now." Garcia thought back to Emily telling her Hotch didn't want more kids. And now the Emily's baby fast approaching Garcia didn't want any part of hurting that family Emily is trying so hard to build. "If you want Emily you have to want her baby too. Can you do that?"
He never really thought about the baby when he thought of getting Emily back. For the life of him he didn't know why it never crossed his mind until now but it didn't. "I-I don't know." he said honestly.
Garcia stopped all actions and stared at him. She could see the fear in his eyes and his mind working over it. "We can't do this if you aren't in it for the long haul. She can't take it again. And I won't be a part of it." She got to her feet sending him a weak smile and left her office.
Hotch was left confused as ever debating whether he could take both Emily and her baby.
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After leaving the empty office a few minutes later Hotch made his way to his own office and buried his head in his hands trying to fight off the headache forming due to over thinking. The questions still raced through his mind even after attempting to do some work but they didn't stop.
A baby.
Emily's baby.
Pushing his chair back from the desk he leaned back and closed his eyes. He never wanted this. He had his son and that was all he ever wanted. Jack was amazing and in every way a dream child but that was it for him. He wasn't one of those men who needed a basketball team made from his offspring. Being a good father for Jack was enough but it came back to Emily.
Emily was the 'one' as they say but having the one meant having another baby. Emily's baby.
Looking out his window he found the woman in question and a small smile tugged at his lips. She was beautiful. Pregnancy agreed with her. When Hailey was pregnant with Jack she was beautiful but Emily was more. He couldn't take his eyes off her. Hotch tried with all his might to not stare but on more than one occasion Dave had to kick him to get his attention back on work and not her.
"Sir?" Hotch was pulled from his staring and turned his attention to the intern at his door.
"Yes?"
"I was told to give this to you." She said weakly handing him a letter.
"Thank you." He said as she walked out. Opening the letter Hotch suppressed his chuckle.
SIR,
If we have a mission meet me at 802 W. Anderson.
12pm Saturday afternoon.
I'll be wearing pink.
PG
Rolling his eyes he placed the letter in his briefcase then turned back to the window. The bright smile on Emily's face while she talked to Reid made his choice that much easier.
There was a mission.
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At 11:58 am Saturday afternoon Hotch walked into the corner bakery and glanced over the crowd. Seeing his 'spy' sitting in the corner with her shades on and a pink top he maneuvered his way to her. "Hello" he smiled.
Looking around Garcia relaxed. "Hello sir, so do we have a mission?" she whispered.
Hotch held in his laugh and nodded. "We do. I want them both."
"Great!" she almost squealed but covered her mouth quickly with her hand. "That's great sir." she said again as her eyes darted around the room.
"So what's with the sunglasses?" he pointed out. He knew she was getting a little carried away but really?
"Sir as happy as I am to help you on this secret mission I can't be seen with you. You are still the enemy so to speak and I'm not willing to be a traitor." She said in all seriousness. Emily was her friend and she need to stay as loyal as possible if this was going to blow up in their faces.
"Okay, where do we start?" he said changing the subject and getting a move on with the plan.
"Well sir, prepare to be surprised." She gave a knowing smile as the two of them got down to business.
Hotch smiled as the blonde described the plan to him, maybe this would work after all.
A/N: So no flashback in this chapter. The time lines are coming together so there are only a few flashbacks left and this chapter was just too much fun to put one in. Please let me know what you think and if you're still interested in this story. And yes I know I've been watching a few too many spy movies lately. :) Sorry!
