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Thursday morning 2nd of February arrives and Hotch has arrived at the office early like normal. He places a plan white envelope on Emily's desk and then heads off to his office with a smirk on his face.
Morgan, Reid, and Dave all arrive at the same time 8am, with Emily not too far behind. Morgan passes by Prentiss desk and doesn't notice the envelope that is sitting on it but as soon as she sits down she sees it and goes straight to it she notices how her name has been typed on the envelope and this has her wondering what and who it could be from. She starts to open it when JJ calls them all to the briefing room as they have an urgent case.
"I'll be there in a minute JJ, this looks important; I better read it first," Em says to JJ as JJ walks past her desk to go to Hotch's office to inform him of what is going on. Pen is also arriving having already been informed of the meeting as they were going over details of the case.
Emily finished taking the folder letter out of the envelope, then opens it and starts to read it.
To My Beautiful Emily,
You are beautiful
Not only because of the dark brownness of your eyes
Or the shape of your body
Not only because of the fullness of your lips
Or the curl of your eye lashes
You are beautiful because you want to be
You are beautiful because God made you that way
You are beautiful because in my eyes
THERE IS NO ONE MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN YOU
You are beautiful because you have a heart
And that is a beautiful thing
You are beautiful because you have a brain
And that is a beautiful thing
You are beautiful because you love
And that is a beautiful thing
You are beautiful because God made you that way
You are beautiful because in my eyes
THERE IS NO ONE MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN YOU
You are beautiful because you have confidence
You are beautiful because you have determination and wit
You are beautiful because you have goals and you plan to reach them
You are beautiful because you are always there to lend a helping hand
You are beautiful because you are just You
I didn't write this poem but I did change a few words around to make it match you more. I do hope you like it. Love, Me XOXOXO
As Emily finished reading the poem she has a tear roll down her face, a tear of happiness and she wipes it away as she gets up to go to the round table for the briefing. She has a smile on her face.
The briefing started but Emily wasn't paying any attention to what is going on. Her brain kept going back going over the poem again in her head. Hotch glanced over at her and noticed her faraway look and the small smile on her face. She may have been facing the board where Garcia was going over the details of the case but she isn't listening.
"Earth to Emily, anyone home?" Garcia asked several times before a hand landing on her shoulder brings her around. Hotch is sitting by Dave on the other side of the table with a smirk on his face while the others try to bring Emily around.
"Sorry Pen, what were you saying?"
"Oh god girl, you have it bad! Did our mystery man send you something else today? Did he and you have a wonderful night together and you are going over every single detail in your lovely little head of yours?" Emily looks at her with her eyebrows raised.
"Pen back to the briefing, please. And my love life stays out of it."
"Whatever you say, but I will find out who this person is. Don't you worry." She says back before getting back to the briefing.
"Ok team, wheels up in twenty minutes," Hotch orders the team. He waits as they gather their items. "Garcia..."
"Already done sir and on your PDA's. Reid has the file version and before you take off I will have the rest of the details ready to go over on the jet," she says as she cuts Hotch off, knowing full well what he is going to ask of her.
Hotch walks off to his office dialling his sister in-law's number. "Hi Jess we've got a case; could you take Jack?" He paused as he waited for her answer. "Of course you can take him to your parents for the weekend. You can leave tonight; I'll ring the school and let them know." He closed his eyes and let out a silent breath. "Jess, I've told you before you can take him anytime you like to visit them and you don't have to ask either. They're his grandparents and they have every right to see each other."
A knock on the door caused him to look up. "Ring once you get there…thanks Jess. See you when we return."
"So Aaron, what did you send her today to have her so badly side tracked?" Dave asked Hotch after he closed his mobile.
"Dave."
"Come on Aaron, you both know full well I know about the two of you and have for some time…so spill what is going on - the tulip yesterday, now something else today," Dave observed. Hotch said nothing in return.
"Come on Aaron you know full well I will get it out of you at some stage so why not save all the hassle and tell me before we leave for Miami?" Dave continued.
"Ok, fine then. I gave her a poem this morning; I left it on her desk to find."
"What, where everyone else could see it? You got to be bloody joking Aaron."
"I left it in a white envelope with her name typed on it so it didn't stand out as something strange; it looked like general mail to the untrained eye."
"You're lucky Morgan didn't notice it or he would be hassling her again. He's still trying to figure out who sent the tulip to her yesterday."
"Yeah well, you better keep your mouth closed on that one," Hotch warned.
"Oh I will. This is too much fun watching what is going on, seeing Emily try to keep the boys away from the topic of her love live."
"I know it's a tad adolescent, but she's never had anyone spoil her on Valentine's, so I'm making this one extra special."
"Does that mean what I think it means Aaron?"
"Maybe, maybe not but Dave we better get moving if we're going to have wheels up on time."
"This isn't the end of it Aaron, mark my words on it." Hotch rolled his eyes back and gave his head a slight side to side shake as he picked up his go bag and went out to meet up with the rest of the team.
Settled on the jet, Hotch's phone buzzed with a text alert. Flipping the phone open, he pressed the button, then smiled as he read the words.
Thanks for the poem I loved it- It makes his heart swell that she loved it. He types a reply back and then waits until the team is engrossed with their own activities.
Sitting in the aircraft of the plane, Emily is pleased she turned her phone onto vibrate when they got on the jet otherwise she wouldn't be living it down if Garcia had heard it going off.
Padraic Husemann is the original writer of the poem. I did change a few words in it but the main context belongs to the original writer.