Next chapter, and also the next day! This one is about Haley finding out, dun, dun, dun! Sparks will fly... and I smell a fight!
Ok I know I said I'd update soon, but my cousins wedding was at the weekend and that took up most of Friday (school took up the rest) all of Saturday and most of Sunday, and Monday was school and cooperating from the weekend, so this is as soon as I could post it... sorry *guilty look*.
It's November 2008. Emily is 38 and Hotch is 43 (obviously).
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"To fight and conquer in all your battles is not supreme excellence; supreme excellence consists in breaking the enemy's resistance without fighting." – Sun Tzu.
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"Hm, I think yesterday may have been the best birthday I've ever had." Hotch murmured as he lay in the warm bed. "And your gift may have been the best present I've ever gotten." He added with a large smile, running his hand through Emily's soft hair.
"Which one?" Emily asked with a smirk, as she traced shapes on Hotch's bare chest with her hand, as she lay beside him, using his shoulder as a pillow.
"Hm... well as much as I liked what we done in this bed last night... all three times we done it... I'm going to have to say I liked the watch more." He replied with a smirk.
"Oh and here was me thinking you'd have liked breakfast in bed... obviously not though." Emily said, slapping his chest playfully as she spoke.
"Aw, you know I didn't mean it." Hotch told her.
"Is that your attempt at an apology?" Emily asked a small smile on her lips.
"No... This is my apology." Hotch told her, as he began kissing her shoulder blade softly, causing the smile on Emily's lips to grow.
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I think that's a satisfactory enough apology." Emily told him once she'd caught her breath, sometime a lot later.
"Are you sure?" Hotch asked, smiling contently.
"Not really, but unless you want your breakfast in bed to turn into a lunch in bed, you better let me get up and make it for you." Emily told him, as she began to lift her head up off his shoulder.
"You drive a hard bargain Emily Prentiss." Hotch replied as he reluctantly unhooked his arms from around her waist and let her leave the bed.
He watched her as she slowly made her way around his room, first going over to his drawer and pulling out a pair of his underwear to put on, and then rummaging around the floor until she found his shirt from the previous night.
"You know we really need to talk about getting a drawer for my stuff." Emily told him absentmindedly, as she buttoned up his shirt.
"You can have the bottom drawer on the dresser if you insist... though I prefer what you're wearing now." Hotch confessed with a sly smile.
"Well that's just the alpha male in you speaking." Emily informed him as she walked over to him and gave him a soft kiss before heading towards the bedroom door.
Hotch watched her as she half walked half skipped out of the room, looking like she'd never been happier. The only think he could think... how the hell had he gotten this lucky?
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Emily hummed the tune of a random song in her head as she made her way down the short hallway and into Hotch's small kitchen.
She'd decided to make pancakes, so she quickly went about locating the necessary ingredients and finding a pan, whisk and bowl.
She glided around the kitchen with ease, adding all the ingredients to the bowl quickly and beginning to whisk it all together. She was just about to add the mixture to the pre heated pan when she heard a knock on the door.
She knew it was probably Rossi, as he'd promised to come over with Hotch's present... as he'd forgotten to bring it the night before... and he was probably coming around at this early hour because he knew that she was probably here and despite the fact the team now knew about her and Hotch's relationship, he still wouldn't miss an opportunity to tease the couple.
She wiped her hand on the apron she presumed a member of the team had gotten Hotch... as she doubted he'd buy an apron saying 'Hot Guy in Charge', plus the fact that someone had added the letters 'ch' after 'hot'... and she slowly made her way towards the door.
She swatted a stray hair out of her face before unlocking and opening the exterior door.
The sight that greeted her was not Rossi however, and it made her heart skip a beat, as she just stood their motionless.
"Emily?" The other woman, who looked equally shocked, said after a moment.
"Haley!" Emily replied, wishing the ground would just swallow her up.
It was then that Emily noticed Haley's eye take in the rest of her appearance. Emily followed her gaze and almost died when she recalled what she was wearing. The apron was just about covering Hotch's half buttoned shirt and she could tell without looking that she still had bed hair... yup the ground should really just swallow her right about now!
"Emmy!" A previously unnoticed Jack squealed, as he ran out from behind his mother towards the dark haired woman, who was still standing in a state of shock.
"Not so fast buddy." Haley said quickly, as she grabbed the young boy around the waist as he ran past and scooped him up into her arms, holding him tight against her side. "Is Aaron here?" Haley asked coldly, looking into the apartment rather than at Emily.
"Uh, he's up stairs." Emily informed her, thinking it best not to tell Haley his exact location... though she'd probably already guessed.
"Well could you tell him to come down here please, seeing as it was his birthday yesterday I thought I'd let Jack stay over to keep him company as a gift." Haley informed her, "Not that he needs it." She added under her breath.
"Well I was actually going to make him breakfast in bed so you could just leave Jack with me, so Aaron doesn't have to get up." Emily said calmly, trying her best to ignore how ignorant Haley was being.
"Well with respect Emily, I'd rather leave my son with someone I can trust." Haley spat menacingly, though managing to keep her voice vaguely even for the sake of her son, who was listening intently to the adult's conversation.
"What do you mean by that?" Emily asked fire in her eyes, but with a calm voice.
"Well I think I'd rather leave my son with someone who wasn't a husband stealing s-l-u-t." Haley replied with a nasty smirk, spelling out the last word so Jack wouldn't understand.
Emily stood for a moment, in complete shock at the fact that Haley would say something like that to her, especially when Jack was with her... she felt like she'd just been slapped across the face!
"Well Haley, from what I hear I'm not the only one of them in the room." Emily replied deciding to play Haley at her own game, just about resisting the urge to slap the other woman.
"How dare you!" Haley exclaimed, taking a step closer to Emily as she spoke.
This didn't intimidate Emily in the slightest however, and she also stepped closer, using her slight height difference to full advantage and leaning over the other woman menacingly.
"Jack honey, why don't you go find your father." Haley told her son, as she let the boy out of her arms, not taking her eyes off Emily.
Jack looked quickly between the two women, who were staring each other down, before rushing off to find his dad, because even a three year old knew that what was happening wasn't good.
"I don't know what I've EVER done to piss you off that much, but I'd appreciate it if you never talked to me like that in front of Jack again." Emily hissed low and menacingly to the other woman.
"You don't know what you done!" Haley said with an angry laugh. "You had an affair with my husband! That's what you done." She clarified.
"What the hell!" Emily exclaimed in shock. "I didn't start seeing Aaron until after the two of you got divorced, in fact I didn't start seeing him until six months after you got divorced, so don't try that crap on me." Emily spat, feeling the rage rise inside her begin to bubble over.
"You may not have slept with him, but you stole his heart from me long before we got a divorce." Haley retorted, stepping even closer to Emily.
"Well there's nothing I can do about that Haley... I'm sorry." Emily said finally, seeing the look of sadness in Haley's eyes and suddenly feeling compassion for this woman.
"Sorry my ass you sly cow!" Haley snapped, grabbing Emily wrist and twisting it slightly.
"How dare you! Get your hand off me now!" Emily shouted, trying in vain to pull her hand from Haley's locked grip, immediately forgetting about the compassion she'd just felt for her.
"You and I both know that you're just sleeping with him to get to the top, and then you'll dump his sorry ass and sit in your comfy executive chair laughing at his stupidity." Haley shouted, twisting her wrist so much that Emily actually winced in the pain.
Emily was about to shout the other woman down for saying something like that to her face... not to mention knock her head off for hurting her... when a furious voice interrupted her.
"Haley, get the hell of my girlfriend." Hotch ordered, as he appeared at the top of the hall, wearing a pair of pants and an old worn out Harvard t-shirt.
"Oh and there he is, the great Aaron Hotchner... you do know she's using you right, how does it feel? Falling for the slutty little office cow?" Haley asked with a wicked smirk on her face.
Before Hotch had a chance to reply... with what would have been a less than pleasant comment... Emily took the opportunity of Haley's lack of concentration, to wriggle her arm free and grab Haley's wrist, all in the blink of an eye.
"Apologise." Emily told her forcefully.
"Ha! To you! Not in a million years." Haley spat as she tried to loosen the grip Emily had on her hand.
"Haley, I'm being nice here... I could easily break your arm and throw you out, but I'm not going to because I know that the divorce must have been tough on you and that you must still be hurting from it." Emily replied calmly.
"Don't you dare try and take the higher ground with me!" Haley snapped. "Tell your psycho girlfriend to get off me." Haley added to Hotch who was standing watching the altercation, not quite knowing whether or not to step in.
"Haley, don't play dumb, this is between me and you... so please just apologise." Emily told her, not really wanting to start a fight as her wrist was already in excruciating pain from where Haley had twisted it.
Haley stared for a brief moment at the hand lock that Emily had her in, before looking to the woman's eyes and seeing a mix of anger and pity.
"You're right, I'm sorry." Haley said, almost sounding like she meant it as well.
"Thank you." Emily said after a moment of hesitation, releasing the other woman's hand with a small smile on her face, hoping that she was being truthful in her apology.
"I'll pick Jack up from nursery tomorrow so there's no reason for us to be in contact." Haley told Hotch as she took a step away from Emily.
"Right that's good." Hotch said, trying to keep his own voice calm.
"Just one more thing though." Haley said to Emily again.
"Yes?" Emily asked as she nursed her sore wrist in her hand.
"I'm really not sorry at all." She told her before lifting her hand and slapping Emily across the face before the agent had a chance to react.
"Get the hell out of my apartment!" Hotch bellowed, striding to the front door and almost tearing it off its hinges, sending death glares to Haley as she made her way out with a triumphant smile on her face.
He then turned back to Emily, who was still standing holding the left side of her face with a shocked expression.
"Oh my god Emily are you ok?" Hotch asked as he ran over to her and lifted her hand away to reveal a raw red hand mark on her cheek.
"Well there's either a drill in my head or your ex has a mean right hook." Emily said with a small smile, "but other than that I'm fine."
"That's it! I'm calling the cop's." Hotch said, as he went to move towards the phone.
"No don't." Emily told him, momentarily forgetting her pain and raising her sore hand to try and stop him, immediately regretting this though as a dull, but excruciating, pain went through her arm causing her to wince again.
"Emily honey, she slapped you across the face and she broke your wrist, that's assault and I'm calling the cops." Hotch informed her.
"Aaron Hotchner, I swear to god if you lift that phone you won't be sleeping anywhere near me for at least a month." Emily threatened.
This caused Hotch to stop in his tracks momentarily.
"Emily she attacked you! Why don't you want to press charges?" He asked in surprise.
"Because she's Jack's mother, and I don't want to cause any more tension that could mean you possibly getting to see your son less, I love you and I love Jack and I know that it'd kill both of you if you weren't able to see each other... so I forbid you from calling the police." Emily told him, giving him an 'I dare you to contradict me' look just to show how serious she was.
"Fine." Hotch sighed. "But at least let me look at your wrist." He pleaded as he guided her over to the couch.
"That you can do... though I'm pretty sure it's only a sprain." She told him, as she examined the wrist herself.
Hotch went to the cupboard and retrieved a first aid kit from one of the presses, before going back over to where Emily was sitting and kneeling down on the ground beside her. They stayed quiet for a moment as Hotch tended to Emily's arm before Emily broke the silence.
"You know I'm not just sleeping with you to get to the top?" She asked quietly.
At this comment Hotch stopped what he was doing and looked up at her slowly.
"Emily Prentiss, I've known you since you were nineteen years old, and if there's one thing I've learnt about you it's that you'd never in a million years use politics, especially dirty ones, to get somewhere in life." Hotch told her, leaning up to kiss her forehead.
"Good, because you're right... I bloody hate politics." She said with a small laugh.
"I know darling, I know." Hotch said with a smile as he finished wrapping her wound.
Just as he was about to lean in to kiss her there was a thundering of small feet on the floor, before an upset Jack ran into the room and flung himself at Emily's legs.
"Oo ok Emmy?" Jack asked as he looked up at her wrist and her red face.
"I'm just fine buddy, especially now that you're here." She told the young boy, before she carefully lifted him into her arms.
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Ok, so I think this is my longest chapter so far, which is another reason as to why this chapter wasn't up as quickly as I'd promised *another guilty look*. Well I didn't want to end the chapter on a bad note so I added in the Emily and Jack scene to make it happy again, YAY! Tell me all your thoughts, please! =)