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Emily let out a cry as Billy was shoved out of the apartment. She held onto Hotch after he blocked the door with a small table and she immediately relaxed as his arms went around her shoulders.

Hotch kissed Emily's head of hair as she cried against his chest, leaving another wet spot. He gently cooed in her ear as her sobs quieted, and she slowly looked up to him, her lips caressing the side of his jaw. "Thank you, Aaron."

Before he could reply, her tone of husk having a toll on the little man down south, there was a small voice that made it's presence in the hallway not seven feet away.

"Daddy?"

Emily and Hotch immediately jumped apart, looking to the young boy. Emily felt her hands tug nervously on the hem of her t-shirt as she sent the small child a small smile, her eyes wide and complexion slightly flushed. "Hey Jack. What are you doing up, buddy?"

Jack made his way over to Emily, his feet padding on the wooden floor, and wrapped his arms around her legs. She bent down quickly and wiped the hair off of Jack's forehead, kissing his softly. "What is it, sweetie?"

"You've been crying, Em'ly."

Emily gave the boy a sympathetic smile as she nodded and ran her nimble fingers through the boy's blond hair. "You know what, I won't lie. Yes, sweetie, I've been crying. But, I'm not crying anymore cause everything is so much better. For now, anyway." She watched as the young boy nodded, and she gave a breathy chuckle as Jack wiped a tear from her cheek. The young boy gave a soft smile before kissing just below her chin.

"Thank you, sweetheart."

Jack smiled wide and nodded before throwing his arms around the older woman's neck. He snuck his nose into the crook of her neck before breathing deeply, feeling her arms wrap tightly around his waist, and her soft lips hit his hair. "Goodnight, Em'ly. I love you."

Emily felt more tears prick the corners of her eyes as she felt Jack's mouth touch against her neck, and she smiled into his hair. "I love you too, baby." She stood him in front of her with his eyes locked on hers. "Get a goodnight's rest, ok?"

The small blond boy smiled and nodded before running into his father's arms. "Goodnight daddy!"

Hotch grinned and kissed his son's forehead before setting him back down. "Night, bud. Go and jump into bed, ok? I'll come in to read you another story."

"Ok!"

Once Jack was back in his room, the door shut tight, Hotch found himself gathering the younger brunette in his arms, kissing every visible portion of skin she had on her neck and face.

Emily giggled, letting out a silent moan as his quickly touched her pulse point. "Hotch, what are you doing?"

Hotch let out a sigh as he kissed her forehead, before wrapping his arms tight around Emily's neck, feeling his muscles clench so hard it was painful. He ran his fingers through her dark locks as her fingers crumpled the back of his t-shirt. "I'm so glad you're ok. I never want to see you hurt, Emily."

The younger woman nodded against his chest, breathing in his scent before she looked up at him, giving him a watery smile. "Thank you. For letting me stay here while Billy's at his place or mine, who knows. For telling him off and throwing him out. For everything." She felt her heart speed up as his dark eyes looked down to hers. "It was very brave, and I am so grateful."

Hotch bent down and pressed his lips to hers, sucking in her gasp. As she slowly responded moving her soft lips over his, he bit her bottom lip, sucking it into his mouth and letting his tongue play with the bite mark.

Emily felt dazed as Hotch separated their lips, and her eyes quickly opened to see the compassion he held in his eyes. "Oh, Aaro-"

"Daddy!"

Both Emily and Hotch looked to the hallway before they spread apart.

Hotch shook his head before kissing her cheek. "I'll be right back, ok?"

Emily bit her lip and nodded, watching him smile down at her before running down the hall to his son's room. She quickly plopped herself down onto the couch, and bit her finger, not being able to hold back the smile that spread across her face.