Disclaimed!

Hi to everyone who is still reading. I thought I posted this yesterday, but obviously my mind is going already. Anyways, this is full of jotchness, hope you enjoy. Let me know what you think!

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Three days after arriving in Vaughn, New Mexico, the BAU had finally closed the case. It was a pretty rough case, even by the Behavioural Analysts Unit's standards. After a string of deaths, the last known victim was the UNSUB's wife and she died protecting her young son.

The whole team had been affected, but none more so than the team's supervisor, who had instantly distanced himself from everyone.

Entering the hotel corridor a few hours after the rest of the team had returned from the police station, the liaison tiredly wandered to her hotel room after hours of debriefing the local police and nationwide media.

Pausing at her door, JJ glanced to her left and then to her right. Seeing she was alone, the blonde bit her lower lip in wonder.

Hesitantly taking the few steps back up the corridor towards the elevator, JJ stopped at the door numbered 143. Tapping lightly, the Pennsylvanian looked back down the empty corridor as the door in front of her slowly opened.

Hotch smiled thinly with hollow eyes, as he stood at the other end of the door. The profiler's appearance was unusual and instantly created a frown on JJ's face. "Did you take a shower in your clothes?"

Nodding at JJ's whispered question, Hotch slowly stood aside and allowed the concerned petite woman into his room. "I felt dirty."

"You're going to catch a cold." JJ stated motherly, watching the unit chief drag his feet dejectedly to the foot of the un-slept in bed.

Hotch shrugged as he met JJ's tiredly dark eyes. "I couldn't save her."

Knowing he was blaming himself, not only for the death of their last victim, but also his ex wife, JJ took a few steps forward and cupped his damp cheek with her pale hand lovingly. "Aaron, none of us could have saved her. You – we did everything we could. Louise Halshaw was dead the moment her husband knew we were onto him and Aaron you couldn't stop Foyet from setting his sights on Haley. You know that."

Slumping to the bed, Hotch ran his hands through his short hair. "I was too late."

"You did everything you could." JJ insisted while adjusting her body between the profiler's legs and bringing his large, rough hands to her tiny waist.

Shaking his head, Hotch lowered his gaze the communication coordinators stomach and groaned. "I normally do the whole self deprecation thing alone."

"But you're not alone anymore." JJ lifted his chin, so their eyes could reconnect. Arching forward, her blonde hair cascaded down around their faces as JJ's lips forcefully met his.

Her hands slowly undid his buttons on the shirt that was pasted against his skin, from standing under the dripping shower for god-knows how long. JJ mumbled against the profiler's willing lips softly. "You need to get out of these wet clothes."

Hotch quickly stilled her hands before the blonde could remove the shirt off his shoulders. "Why did you come to my room tonight?"

"I know you. I knew you'd be staring off into space blaming yourself for everything, when you're only human. You can't control everything, Aaron." JJ answered slowly, as his hands went around her wrists, pulling her lithe frame closer to where he sat.

Glancing up in uncertainty, the profiler's lips quivered slightly as he replied. "Why can't I control everything?"

"I hate seeing you like this. You're carrying around the weight of the world, when you shouldn't be doing it alone." JJ stated with an undertone of frustration.

The liaison took a step back as the taller man stood, taking off his wet shirt and trousers. Their eyes stayed locked in a silent reassurance until Hotch closed the gap between them once more and rest his hands on JJ's waist. "Help me feel better. Please."

The vulnerability in his voice caught the blonde off guard.

Closing her open mouth, while nodding, JJ pressed a soft kiss to Aaron's cheek as his hands slowly moved to undo the button and pull down zip on JJ's grey suit trousers. Kicking her discarded trousers to the far end of the room, JJ gasped when Hotch backed them both towards the bed roughly, while their tongues fiercely fought for dominance and the rest of their clothes were shed without haste.

For what felt like hours they set a frantic pace, needing their minds to be lost in the uncontrollable physical want. Breaking new heights of passion, sometime later the pair hesitantly pulled apart, keeping their legs entwined as JJ rested her head on Hotch's scarred chest, listening to his heartbeat as their breathing struggled to get into sync.

"Wow!" JJ panted as Hotch covered them both with the bed sheet.

The profiler ran his hands up JJ's side contently. "I know."

JJ kissed his chest before adjusting herself so she was resting on her elbow and looking down at the softly smiling man. "That was... wow."

"Yes it was and you said that already." Hotch chuckled as her free hand traced the scars on his chest.

Stilling her hand above his heart, JJ leaned forward for a kiss. "Are you feeling any better?"

"Much, thank you." Hotch hummed happily into her sweet kiss. "How are you feeling?"

JJ deepened the kiss, only pulling away when he flipped them over so the liaison was underneath him. "Aaron, I love you."

Hotch's smile widened at JJ's affectionate gaze. "I love you too."

"I'm happy." JJ giggled softly while raising a finger to his jaw, moving up slowly so it traced his mouth.

Hotch sat up, raising JJ in his arms so they were eye level. Her legs instantly wrapped around him while pressing her chest firmly into his as her hands tangled around his neck. "JJ, all I want is for you to be happy. You're the only person who has ever made me feel this way. I can't explain it. You make my chest go tight and my head just empties of all the bad things and all I can think about is how much I love you."

"You're amazing you know that right?" JJ said while she hovered her lips over his. Exchanging soft kisses, they lay back down on the bed with Hotch's body pressing JJ firmly into the mattress.

Hotch ran his hands through JJ's matted hair and sighed as he looked into her sparkling blue eyes. "So you're glad you picked me, huh?"

"I'll always choose you." JJ stated gently her heart racing as they got lost in the taste of each other once more.

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There will be more drama soon, but for now there'll be happy jotch!

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