"Em, can I talk to you for a minute?"

Emily looked away from the TV and smiled up at her husband, before leaving her daughter's side and following Hotch outside, onto the patio where the sun was radiating off her hair. "What's up?"

Hotch wrung his hands together, smiling awkwardly at his wife. "Alright, so here's the story…"

Emily watched as her husband's eyes widened in… something that looked like fear and anxiety, which caused her to sigh and bow her head. "Aaron Hotchner, what did you do?"

"Now listen, I did nothing wro-"

"Then why are you so easily defending your actions?" When she got no answer, she looked up and crossed her arms under her breasts. "Does it have to do with Jack?"

"Yes. And Lily, and Cat, and Katie, and Henry."

Emily's eyes widened, and hardened, as she stared at her husband. "What did you do and/or say?"

Hotch let out a nervous smile as he ran his hands over his hair. "Ok, well Jack told me about you and Spencer in the kitchen." He waited for a sign that Emily was following, but when he only got an icy glare, he sighed. "And then I set some ground rules so they wouldn't run into any of us every again."

Emily's eyes were still hardened, and her voice became stiff as her husband stood awkwardly in front of her. "Ground rules?"

She watched as he nodded vigorously, and held his hands out in front of him, as if pleading to her. "Well I told them to always knock on all doors because it's… well it's polite, anyway."

There was a moment that Emily was silent, before she quietly nodded. "Understandable."

"Ok, and then I told them that none of them could come out before nine in the morning because any of us could be anywhere in the whole house, and-"

"You told our children that they weren't allowed out of their rooms?"

"Yes, but only because-"

"WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO THAT?"

Hotch stared wide-eyed at his wife, before glancing into the living room, seeing everyone, the children and JJ and Spencer, staring at them. He immediately took a hold of his wife's arm and dragged her over to the kids swing set. "Listen, ok? Both Jack and Caterina saw you and their Uncle Spencer fucking each other in the kitchen. They're going to be traumatized because of that!"

Emily scoffed as she let her hands settle on her hips. "Jack will not be traumatized-"

"Maybe not, but Cat surely will."

"SHE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW WHAT WE WERE DOING!"

"That doesn't matter, Emily!"

Emily shook her head, feeling the heat from the sun beat down onto her. "Ok, now you listen to me Aaron. You cannot tell our children that they cannot come out of their rooms until a certain time, unless they're punished."

"Why the hell not?"

"It's juvenile!"

Hotch nodded slightly before scratching the growing wrinkle on his forehead. "Ok, I get that, bu-"

"And another thing! You could have told them not to worry about it, because we wont do it anywhere other than our bedrooms if need be, and I don't doubt that something like this morning will happen again, but we'll just have to be more careful about it, wont we?"

"MOMMY!"

Emily and Hotch both turned to the patio door to see Katie jumping on the concrete bricks that made up the walkway. Emily plastered a smile on her face as she let out a breath. "What's up, baby?"

Katie padded over to her parent's and held onto her mother's leg. "Can we go play with Jack? I don't wanna watch no movie."

Emily let out a real smirk as she picked up her youngest, feeling her snuggle into her side. "Sure baby. Let's go and see what Jack has for a game, ok?"

When Katie nodded against her neck, she began making her way inside the house, before turning to her husband who was still standing by the swing set. "Get your act together, we're having company tonight."