Ok so this is the episode "In Name and Blood"... It's after the episode takes place and it's again my version of what happened.

It's early October of 2007, Emily is 36 (It's a few days before her birthday) and Hotch is 41.
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Consider what you think justice requires, and decide accordingly. But never give your reasons; for your judgment will probably be right, but your reasons will certainly be wrong. – Lord Mansfield.
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Emily sighed as she gazed out the window of her apartment, hugging herself tightly as means of comfort.

She'd had a long couple of days and she'd made three important choices... two of which she promised her she'd never make for the reasons she had.

Her first choice had been resigning rather than whisper in Strauss's ear. This in itself would from most perspectives look like the loyal and good thing to do and it had been partly, if not mostly because she'd never grass on people she seen as family... the problem was however that hadn't been her sole reason for doing it.

She'd not been happy... well she had, but not in the way she thought she should be... because she'd been getting brushed off by Hotch ever since she'd joined the team and despite the fact that she loved her job, she really couldn't stand him ignoring her.

Despite that fact she still couldn't bring herself to dish the dirt even on him... it was ridiculous after the pain that he'd caused her but still when the job in the state department had come up she knew she could take that way out rather that mess up his job.

That had been her first choice, and as she moved towards her fridge to get enough ice-cream to permanently freeze her brain she thought of her second choice.

As she stood in her kitchen she could almost feel a sense of déjà vu as she thought back to when he had knocked on her door and asked her to get on that plane with him.

She could have said no, sat the Foreign Service exam and left... but life was never that simple and she'd known the second she'd looked through her peep hole and seen him standing there, that he was going to sway her decision... and the worst part was she hadn't even wanted to stop him.

She made the choice to get on the plane for all the wrong reasons and she'd known that deep down, but she'd ignored it... being swayed by the fact that he was standing there, on her door step, asking for her help after almost a year of ignoring her and giving her the cold shoulder.

As she went and sat on her couch, gallon tub of ice-cream in hand, she reached up and felt the plaster on her head and thought to the third choice she'd made that day.

She'd chosen to risk her life to save the school nurse and she'd not even given it a thought. She'd known then that despite the fact that Hotch had swayed her decision, she belonged in the FBI and the BAU for that matter, because despite her upbringing, catching the bad guys was in her blood, it was what she was programmed to do... and she wouldn't have it any other way.

She turned on her T.V to some programme about doctors who spent more time sleeping with each other than saving lives, but even with the sound of the T.V she couldn't help but think of the effect her choices would have... because every action has its consequence.

Most people would now say that after making these decisions she was back to where she had been at the start of the day... an FBI agent who loved her job but loved her boss more... no real achievement in those choices.

But to her she'd achieved so much more. She'd gotten Strauss of her back... for now... and she'd finally managed to get Aaron Hotchner's seal of approval, something she was sure would make working with the man she loved a whole lot easier.

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Hotch walked into his house and looked around him... there was something not quite right about the silence in the room... he did have an eighteen month year old son after all!

"Haley?" He called quietly as he walked to the dining room, knowing she wasn't going to answer.

He walked up the stairs next and into his room. The bed was empty as were the drawers that once held her clothes.

Hotch sighed... he should have seen this one coming, he was a profiler after all... and truthfully he had in some respects seen what was happening, the mysterious dead phone call three days previous had been conformation of that.

He walked back down stairs slowly and went through the dining room, heading to the kitchen to pour himself an extra large scotch, when he seen an envelope sitting on the dining room table that he must have missed the first time.

He walked over and cautiously picked it up... you'd swear it was a bomb he was lifting... gently tearing it open and pulling out the carefully hand written, letter inside.

Dear Aaron,

I know you've figured out by now that I'm gone, and this time I'm afraid it's for good. I've taken Jack with me and I'm staying at Jessica's for now... though you've probably got that figured out by now as well.

I'm sure you think you know why I'm gone as well, and while our tense relationship and your job was part of the reason for my leaving, there's a far bigger reason that's been in the picture almost constantly for the last number of years. That reason is... and I know it sounds pathetic and childish... Emily Prentiss.

I know she was (and maybe still is) one of your best friends and I also know that due to the hurt your father caused your family, and because of Jack, that you'd never actually intentionally cheat on me, but you have, and I don't mean physically, but mentally. I know I'm not a profiler like you, but I've seen the looks you've sent her without even realising it and I don't know if you've realised this but she'd been sending you the same looks.

I know I shouldn't have, but today I followed you once you left and I seen you going into her building, so I waited, and I seen you leaving with her for your plane. The saddest part of all this? I wasn't surprised in the slightest that she was the first person you went to, even before you went to the office.

I know I've no right t lecture you on this because, as you've probably already guessed, I haven't been, being faithful recently, and I swear to you; today with the phone call is not the way I wanted you to find out, because yes I was going to tell you. His name was Joel, and no I didn't love him, he was simply there for me when you weren't.

I am truly sorry from the bottom of my heart for what I've done and I hope that for the sake of our son you can forgive me. I also want you to know that I do still love you, even though it may not seem that way, and that even though I see no going back to the way we were when, or even before we got married, I hope we can one day be friends again.

All my love,

Haley.

Hotch read and re-read the letter to make sure his eyes weren't playing tricks on him... even though he knew that really this was going to happen sometime.

He eventually sighed and slumped into one of the dining room chairs.

He was to say the least distraught by what had happened, Haley was gone and had taken his son with her... and despite the fact he hadn't been committed to the marriage for a while now... choosing work over Haley being the most recent example of that... he hadn't expected things to end like this.

He read the letter one last time before crumpling it up and throwing it with as much force as he could, sending it hurdling across the room.

She was really gone, all because he'd chosen work over her... no that wasn't one hundred percent true... she was gone because he'd chosen Emily Prentiss over her and work.

But thinking back to when he'd gone to her apartment three days ago, it was a choice that if he had to, he'd do exactly the same next time... and that's what shocked him the most... that after the lengths he'd gone to, to push her away, he still chose her over his wife.

That, he thought as he went to the kitchen to get a scotch, was a choice he was going to have to live with.
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There we go. I didn't really like the ending, but it's all I've got. I pinkie promise y'all that the next chapter will be up sometime this weekend cause I've already started it... YAY!

If any of you're wondering what the phone incident is about, in this episode, at the start, Hotch is talking to Haley and the phone rings so he answers it and the line goes dead so he puts it down and then two seconds later Haley's mobile begins to ring and all I'm saying was that it looked suspicious.

Tell me what you thought. =)