She woke up late Monday morning! Great, just what she needed. She had just enough time to get to work, no coffee, no breakfast. She grabbed a shower, got dressed, grabbing her gear and making a run for her car. She walked off the elevator with five minutes to spare.

"What are you doing here?" Spencer asked.

"I work here?"

"Are you suppose to be taking it easy"

"I promise no to kick down doors or bounce my head off any floors today." She smiled at Spencer.

Hotch poked his head out of his office and called her into his office. She looked at Spencer. "Already in trouble, any advice?"

Spencer looked at her and shook his head no and have her a smile of support. She walked into his office and took a seat in front of him.

"You wanted to see me/"

"I thought I told you to take it easy Cooper!"

"I didn't plan on kicking down any doors today. I'm fine."

Hotch looked at her, almost starring her down, she returned his stare. "Morgan said you almost passed out last night."

"I got up too fast. I'm fine."

"I want you to go get checked out by a doctor."

"Yes, sir." She got up to leave.

She walked out to the bullpen and saw Morgan standing at his desk. He saw her coming towards him. "I thought you were.."

"Tattle tale!" She grabbed her purse and walked to the elevator. Morgan caught up with her, touching her arm.

"What's wrong with you Izzy?"

"I have to go get checked out by a doctor, because you told Hotch I almost passed out."

"That's normal protocol."

"Just forget it." She jabbed the button for the doors to open. She hated going to the doctor, had ever since she was younger and in a car accident with her mom. The doors opened and she got in, Morgan followed her in, it was just the two of them.

"I don't want to forget it. What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing. I'm fine."

"I can see you aren't. Talk to me."

She pushed the L button and stared straight ahead, a tear running down her face. She quickly wiped it away, hoping to hide it from Morgan. "I don't want to talk about it." She walked out and walked over to medical to be checked out. Morgan starred after her wondering what the hell just happened.

XXXX

"Agent Cooper, you have a concussion. Take it easy for the next two weeks. No field work. Come back and see me for clearance, I'll send this to Agent Hotchner."

"Thank you." She smiled at the doctor and walked out. Just freaking great, she gets to desk jockey for the next two weeks. She scheduled for two weeks from today, hoping she'd be cleared. She took the elevator back up to the BAU offices, the doors opened and Penelope greeted her when she got off.

"Are you okay Iz?"

"I'm fine P. No, worries." She hugged her friend.

She walked into the bullpen, the entire team was waiting for her. "I have a concussion, no field work for at least two weeks, I'm riding a desk." She sat down at her desk, closing her eyes, her head was pounding.

"You okay Cooper?"

She opened her eyes and Rossi was standing beside her. She smiled at him. "I'll be fine."

"We're getting ready to go to lunch, want to join us?" JJ asked.

"Sure." She grabbed her purse and followed them to the elevator.

They ate at a cafe down the street. She looked from face to face and saw how close they were to each other, she wondered if she would be ever be that close to them. She had never been close to her other teams before.

"Cooper!" Morgan nudged her with his elbow.

"I'm sorry what?"

"Are you okay?" Hotch asked.

"I'm fine. Just had something on my mind."

"Clearly." Rossi retorted.

"I'm sorry, what was asked?"

"I asked you about Poplar Bluff." Penelope said.

"I moved there when I was ten. It's a town in Butler county. I attended elementary at Mark Twain, and high school at PBHS. My grandma put me in dance and my grandpa martial arts. I was a ballerina with combat skills. My gramps taught me how to shoot a gun when I was ten. My gram was so mad, she wanted me to be a lady. I still was crowned homecoming queen, so she was happy in the end."

The team laughed. "What made you decide to join the FBI?" Rossi asked.

"I was recruited while I was in college, majoring in psychology. Once I graduated I went to the Academy, the rest is history."

They finished lunch and went back to the office. Izzy's head was still throbbing, she opened her purse and took some pain reviler. She just wanted to go home and go to bed, and hope to feel better in the morning. The rest of the afternoon passed by in a painful haze, she barley made it to the parking garage before losing her lunch in a trash can.

She was bent over a trash can, someone was lifting her hair. Great, just what she needed her coworkers witnessing her total humiliation. She raised up and it was Hotch, awesome it just keeps on getting better and better. He handed her a tissue and she wiped her mouth.

"Thank you."

"Why didn't you tell me you were sick?"

"I get migraines all the time. It's no big deal."

"You should have gone home to rest." He noted her pale complexion and red rimmed eyes.

"I'm fine Hotch. Really." She stood up to walk to her car, closing her eyes.

"I'm driving you home."

"I'm fine, really. Go home to Jack."

"Cooper, I'm not going to argue with you." He took her by her arm and led her to his car. He drove her home and saw her inside. "I want you to stay home tomorrow. No arguing with me. I mean it!"

"Yes, sir. Thanks for the ride Hotch." She shut and locked the door. She turned the lights off, went up stairs and climbed into bed.

XXXX

"Anyone seen Cooper this morning" Asked Morgan

"Hotch told her to stay home and rest today. He took her home last night." Spencer said.

"Why?" Morgan felt a pang of jealousy.

"He found her in the parking lot, getting sick. She had a migraine, he took her home." Penelope answered. She didn't miss the look in her friends eyes.

"Is she feeling better?" Spencer asked.

"I'm going to go check on her later." Penelope said.

Morgan walked into the break room with Penelope hot on his heels. "What was that look about hot chocolate?"

"What look baby girl?"

"When Reid said Hotch took Izzy home last night, you had a brief look of something in your eye."

"Must of been the sun."

"It's a cloudy day, beautiful. You have feelings for her don't you?"

"No? I'm just concerned!"

"Whatever you say!" She smiled as she walked out of the break room.

XXXX

Izzy woke up the next day feeling almost human, she took a hot shower, and got dressed. She fixed herself a pot of coffee and greedily drank the first cup. Her phone rang, she looked at the ID, it was Garcia,

"Hey P, how's it going?"

"Good. How are you feeling Iz?"

"Almost human." She laughed "Another couple cups of coffee and I might be there."

"You want company after work? I could bring dinner."

"That would be awesome."

"I'll see you then."

"Okay."

Izzy spent the rest of the day unpacking, she hung pictures on the wall, and finished unpacking her bedroom. By the time Garcia came over her townhouse, started looking like a house. She opened the door to her friend and Morgan. She wasn't expecting him, great she looked like total crap.

"Hi P, Morgan. Come on in." She smiled at both of them. Derek noticed her pale skin and the purple shadows under her eyes.

"Are you feeling okay?" He asked.

"I'm fine. It always takes me a day to rebound after a migraine. I'll be fine by tomorrow." The doorbell rang again. She told Gargia and Morgan to go on into the kitchen. She opened the door.

"Hi. Hotch and Jack. What are you doing here?"

"We came to check on you and bring you dinner."

"Come in." This was totally unexpected, she showed them into the kitchen.

"Iz, I made this for you. I hope you're feeling better." Jack handed her a picture. Izzy took it and looked at it.

"Thank you Jack, it's beautiful. I'm going to hang it on my fridge." She leaned down and kissed him on the check and hugged him. They walked into the kitchen and were greeted by Garcia and Morgan.

"Garcia, Morgan, I didn't know you were coming over."

"We brought Izzy some supper."

"So did we, and I made her a picture." Jack said.

Izzy smiled and hung the picture up on the fridge. "Jack what would you like to drink. I have milk, juice, and root beer."

"Root beer."

"Make sure it's okay with your dad."

"Can I dad, can I have some root beer?"

"Yes."

Izzy handed Jack a can of root beer. "Thank you Iz. We brought pizza. Do you like pizza?"

"I love pizza pal."

"What did you brink Uncle Derek and Aunt Pen?"

"We brought Chinese"

"You know what Jack, I'm so hungry, I could eat as much as a football player."

"No way Iz!"

"I think I'm going to eat a little bit of everything."

She enjoyed her buffet styled dinner, with her coworkers. Jack Hotchner was cute as a button. He climbed up beside her and gave her a hug and whispered something in her ear. She laughed and whispered something back, he hugged her neck.

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Aaron watched the interaction between his son and Cooper, wondering what the two had talked about. His son hadn't stopped talking about her since he helped move her in last week. Asking if he's seen her at work that day, when he told him she was sick that day. He insisted on drawing her a picture and bringing her supper. He didn't think that Garcia and Morgan had the same idea, minus the picture.

It was getting late and they needed to go. "Jack buddy we need to head home."

"Okay dad." He ran over to Izzy and pulled on her shirt. She squatted down in front of him, he wrapped his arms around her neck and hugged her. He kissed her cheek.

"Bye Iz, see you later."

"Bye pal."

She walked him to the door. Aaron stopped at the door before he walked out. "What did he whisper to you in the kitchen?"

"He asked me out on a date."

"What did you say?"

"I told him if he was still interested in 30 years to ask again."

Aaron laughed "See you tomorrow Cooper."

"Night Hotch." She watched him walk to his car, well damn that was unexpected as hell.

She walked back into the kitchen to find Garcia and Morgan cleaning up from dinner. "Thank you for coming over with dinner."

"Did you know Hotch and Jack were coming too?" Morgan asked.

"No, they just shows up. I was as surprised as you. It was nice of them."

She walked them to the door, hugging Garcia good bye.

"No hug for me?" Morgan asked. He held out his arms, Izzy walked into them, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. She didn't want to let go but did before it became awkward.

"See you guys tomorrow." She shut and locked the door, leaning against. "What the hell was that?" She thought.

XXXX

"Do look so sad Sweetness!" Garcia touched his cheek.

"It's Hotch! If he's interested in her..."

"He's the boss, he's not going to get involved with someone on the team."

"When's the last time he brought a meal to one of us? Did you see the way he was looking at her? I don't stand a chance."

"You're Derek Morgan, you are the bomb! She'd be nuts not to dig you!"

"I don't know baby girl."