Author's Note: Hi there! It's PancakesAndSunshine here! I just want to say that I really, really appreciated the reviews for the first chapter of my first FanFiction story ever. The reason why my first chapter ceased to have an author's note or a disclaimer was because I thought they were going to have a little box where you could write it before you published your story. Clearly, it did not have that. So, now, here's my Author's Note. Anyway. So, this chapter will incorporate a little bit more of Hotch. So…yeah.

Disclaimer- Okay. If I owned Criminal Minds, you would hear about it. Plus, Garcia and Morgan would be dating and Emily Prentiss would adopt me. So there. There's the gosh-darned disclaimer.

Emily yawned as rays of the early morning light shone on her face. Her light, smooth skin shimmered in the sun's wake. Jack was still nestled in her shoulder and had slept soundly in that position. She tried to recall last night's events. Emily vaguely remembered making Jack spaghetti, watching thirty minutes of Car's 2, and, oh right. Jack called her "Mommy". Not wanting to wake the sleeping little boy on her chest, Emily slowly rose. She gently rolled him off of her body and got off the bed. Running a hand through her onyx-shaded hair, she walked to the kitchen to see what she could make for breakfast.

As she rummaged through the kitchen, she found some eggs, frozen bacon, and milk. Emily cracked two eggs over a bowl and whisked the hell out of them. After beating the eggs, she poured the yolk into a pan and pushed in the edges with a spatula. Turning to the bacon, Emily ripped the package open and laid four strips of it on another pan. She heard the oil and bacon sizzle and pop. The delicious aroma began to waft through the house. Emily poured herself a glass of water. It slowly trickled down the back of her throat. When the bacon was done, she put two strips of it on each plate and divided the eggs.

"Em'ly?" Jack stuttered, rubbing his eyes sleepily.

"Hey, buddy. Good morning! Did you sleep okay?" she asked the small boy. He nodded.

"Is that bwekfast?" he asked. She nodded.

"Come on. Let's go eat this at the table. I'll turn on some cartoons for you, okay?" Jack obviously liked the sound of that idea, as he raced as fast as his sleepy feet could take him to the living room. He sat on the couch with a plop and waited for Emily to come with his milk and breakfast. "Here you go baby", she said, setting the plate down in front of him. Grabbing the remote, Emily flipped through the channels and found SpongeBob.

"Is SpongeBob okay?" she asked. Jack nodded while he chewed on a piece of bacon. Emily stabbed some scrambled eggs onto her fork and began to eat while SpongeBob and Patrick were trying out some "invisible ink". Jack's giggles resounded through the living room as he watched the animated sponge disappear.

"Jack, honey, do you want to go to the mall?" Emily asked. Jack nodded fiercely.

"Well then let's get you ready", she said. Emily led him to the bathroom. "Are you okay taking a shower by yourself?" she asked. He nodded once more.

"If you need me to come in, just yell out, okay?" Jack skipped off to the bathroom, leaving Emily to smile behind him. She heard the shower turn on and the door being shut. She grabbed her book and sat right outside the bathroom door, just in case anything happened. She checked the weather. Damn. There was a chance of rain. She shrugged it off and returned to her book.

After Jack got dressed and his hair dried, Emily took her car keys and her wallet and headed down to the car with him. "Is there anything you wanted to buy?" Emily asked as she buckled him into his booster seat. She crossed the buckle over his lap and clicked it together. Jack shrugged.

"I just wanna go to the mall and see what they have", he said. Emily nodded as they pulled up into the parking lot. A bright sign displaying West Hills Mall shone through the grey haze of the Saturday noon's drizzle.

"Jack, do you have your jacket?"

"Of course, Em'ly! I knew it was raining today so I brought my jacket", he replied. She smiled. He was wearing little boy jeans, a dark green v-neck t-shirt, Vans, and a leather jacket. He looked like a little gangster, to Emily, at least. They walked to the food court to grab a quick bit for lunch. "Baby, what do you want to eat?" Emily asked.

"I want pizza please", he said politely. Emily nodded. As they walked to the food court, two younger men smiled at her and looked her up and down. One of them even whistled. She turned Jack away and flipped them off. She thought about her appearance. Hair down, slightly curled. Light makeup; mascara, blush, and lip gloss. Tight-fitting, white tank top. Dark, figure-complimenting, squeezing jeans.

"Crap", she muttered. Jack slipped his hand into hers.

"Em'ly, those people are scawing me", he said, snuggling close to her. She ran her hand down the back of his hair.

"It's okay. They're gone now", she said as they made their way to the pizza place.

"What kind of pizza do you want?" she asked once they were in line.

"Can I have cheese pizza?" he asked. She nodded and pulled out her wallet. "Do you want any breadsticks?" Jack nodded.

"Next please", the lady at the counter called. Emily came up to her and smiled. "Good afternoon ma'am. What would you like today?" she asked with a smile. "I'll have two slices of cheese pizza, two breadsticks, and a medium root beer", Emily ordered.

"Of course", the lady replied, "That'll be eight dollars." Emily pulled out a ten dollar bill from her wallet and handed it to the lady. "Here's two dollars and your receipt. I'll call your number when it's ready", the cashier explained. Emily nodded with a smile and led Jack to a seat. "Baby, can you wait here while I get the food?" she asked Jack. "Okay. Are those scawy guys gonna come back?" he asked, his big brown eyes filled with worry. Emily touched his cheek with her thumb.

"No. They won't. If they do, I'll kick their as-" Luckily, Emily's number was called before she could finish the sentence.

"Oh! That's us", she grinned. Emily got up and retrieved their meal. She placed one breadstick and one slice of pizza on each of their plates. She stuck two straws through the hole in the top of the root beer.

"Bon appétit!" she joked. Jack grinned as he had heard his father say those words before. "Bon appétit!" he replied to her. Emily smiled at the little boy. He really was his father's son. Jack and Emily leaned in for a sip of root beer and almost collided heads. Jack was an inch away from her face.

"Oopsies!" he exclaimed. Emily smiled as she snapped a picture with her phone. She looked at it. She and Jack were both focusing on the sips they were taking. Emily pressed "send picture message" and selected "Team" for her recipient list. Immediately, all the names of the team members showed up on the screen. She hit "SEND" and shut her phone.

In a matter of seconds, she had a reply from everybody, even Hotch, who should've been paying attention to his lecture.

'Omg! How cute is that? J'adore!' – Was Garcia's response.

'Man that is a cute picture! Real sweet, just like the one on the left ;)' – Derek's text read. Emily rolled her eyes at that one.

'Aw! I need 2 show this 2 Henry and Will!' – Replied JJ.

'Got the message, but how do I upload the picture?' – Rossi was clearly confused with his new, up-and-coming technological gadget: his Samsung flip-phone. Emily quickly tapped in a message explaining that all he had to do was press "retrieve".

'Do you know how many diseases you can get from sharing a drink? Cute picture, anyway' – Reid spared Emily a ramble. Her stomach fluttered a bit as she prepared to open Hotch's reply. She felt stupid. Why did she send a picture of her sharing a drink with her FBI boss's son to the boss himself? Open it, Emily. It's just a picture, right? She thought to herself.

'This is a great picture. Glad Jack is having fun'- was what Hotch had to say. See Emily? That wasn't bad, she thought in her head. She heard a slurp from behind her indicating Jack was finished.

"Ready to go, little guy?" she asked, clearing the table.

"Yes", Jack replied through his last bite of his breadstick. She lifted him off of the chair, slung her purse over her shoulder, and took his hand in hers. Her steps fell into rhythm with Jack's as they made their way through the mall.

"Em'ly, there's the Disney store!" he cried out, a delighted smile on his face. Emily led him to the entrance of the store.

"Let's go in buddy! Make sure you don't break anything, okay?" she said jokingly. But Jack didn't take it as a joke.

"I won't! I promise", he said, holding out his small pinky. Emily wrapped her larger pinky around his. She patted him on the back as he ran off in excitement. Emily leaned back in a cushioned seat in the waiting area. Surrounding her were children running and yelling, dragging their discomposed parents throughout the store. Emily made a mental sign of the cross to the fact that Jack had yet to grow into that stage.

"Em'ly! Em'ly, look!" Jack shouted, running towards her with a vague object in his hand.

"What is that?" she asked him. He held up the object to her. It was a Cars 2 picture frame. "Wow! I can get that for you if you want", Emily told him. His eyes widened. "Yay! Thank you, Em'ly", he said. She smiled and got up to get in line.

"Next, please!" The cashier called. "Welcome to the Disney Store. Is this all for you today?" he asked. Emily shook her head while she fumbled for her walled. The cashier ran the barcode under the red scanning light. "That'll be eight dollars please." Emily handed him the money and took the frame in a red Disney bag.

"Let's go Jack. Thank you!" She said over her shoulder. Jack once again took her hand as they walked out of the store.

"Em'ly, can we go to the pet store?" he asked.

"Sure honey. Let's go look at the directory, okay?" They made their way to the directory. Emily looked up Pet Palace. She dragged her finger as she bit her bottom lip in search of the pet store. A security guard came up to her.

"Do you need some help, miss?" he asked. Emily smiled. "Um, yeah. Do you know where the pet store is?" she asked. He nodded. "Just go down until you see Sunglass Hut, then make a left. It's at the end of the hall from there", he explained. "Thank you", Emily said, walking away. They made a left at sunglass hut and saw a bright, neon sign displaying the shop's logo. "Come on buddy."

"Em'ly, can we go look at the ham-stahs?" Jack asked.

"Sure. Let's go. I think they're in the back", she said, guiding him towards the glass cases. There were different colored hamsters running around, sipping from water dispensers, exercising in wheels, and nestling in corners, falling asleep. Jack pointed at a white hamster. Its head was gray and it had pink feet. It was staring straight at Jack. Emily pulled out her phone.

'Hotch, Jack wants a hamster. Feedback?' – She asked.

Thirty seconds later, Hotch replied.

'Depends. I'm not going to allow you to spend more than fifty dollars on that thing'

'The hamster itself is twelve bucks. The cage and stuff is like, thirty dollars at the most. I think we'll be okay'

'Alright. Go ahead, get him the creature'

Emily smiled. "Jack, is that the one you want?" she asked him. He looked up at her and nodded quickly.

"Yeah! Can I get it?" he asked hopefully. "Your daddy said yes. Let's get someone to get it out for us, okay?" Emily said. "Excuse me, can you get this hamster out for us?" Emily asked a woman in a blue shirt. "Of course, did you want the white one?" Emily nodded. By this time, Jack was buzzing with excitement. "Calm down, sweetie", Emily told Jack, running her hand over his hair while the lady pulled out the hamster. "Do you have cages at home, or do you want to buy the started package?" the worker asked. "Um, we'll take the starter package, please." The lady nodded while she handed the hamster to them. She had placed it in a box prior to giving it to them.

"Em'ly, my mommy promised me she would get me a hamster. And now you did. Thank you!" he said sweetly. Emily smiled. "No problem, sweetie. Let's go wait in line to sign the papers, okay?" she asked. He nodded. "Okay. Come on."

Once in line, the lady that had helped them, who's name tag read Kerry, handed Emily a clipboard with different papers on it. After signing them, Emily paid for the starter package and the hamster. "Let's go home, okay?" she asked. Jack grinned excitedly. "I can't wait to set up the stuff for the ham-stah", he replied. Emily smiled at his excitement. "I know. I can't wait to help you", she said.

"Jack, sweetie, after I buckle you in, do you want to hold the hamster in its box?" she asked. "Yeah! Can I?" he asked. "Of course", she said, strapping the buckle. She placed the box on his lap and moved his hands to either side of the box. "Hold it tight, okay?" she asked. "Okay."

Emily twisted the keys in the ignition and pulled the stick. "You ready?" she asked Jack, looking in the rearview mirror. He nodded.

Emily drove through the fog and the light drizzle that was coming down from the sky. "Jack, why did you call me Mommy?" she asked flatly. He gave her a deer-in-headlights look.

"B-because you always come to take care of me when Daddy can't", he told her. "Oh. I see. Have you talked to your angel mommy lately?" she asked.

"Yeah, I did last night after you tucked me in", he said.

"Okay. Good. Don't ever stop talking to your angel mommy, okay? Even if your daddy gets re-married to some complete stranger, don't stop", Emily told him. "What you mean, Em'ly? Daddy not gonna mawy a stwanger", he replied nonchalantly.

"What are you talking about, baby?" she asked him, stopping at a red light. Jack didn't respond. Emily decided to leave it at that as she drove on towards the apartment complex.