Okey doke, this is just a short chapter. Emily and Hotch talk in more detail about adopting.
P.S: can I just apologise in advance for any mistakes I make while talking about adopting. I read a bit about it online, but most of my knowledge comes from the fact that my aunt and uncle foster kids, so I'm just hoping that you have to do near enough the same courses etc to adopt as you do to foster!
It's a day or so after the last chapter.
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"The way to get started is to quit talking and start doing." – Walt Disney.
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Emily woke slowly and stifled a yawn, as she turned slightly in the bed so she could read the flashing numbers on the alarm clock beside her.
It was just after eight, and it was a Saturday... damn body clock... so she lay in bed for a few more minutes, before rising up and stretching, as she threw her legs over the edge of the bed lazily and let them find her fuzzy slippers on the floor.
She strolled out of the room leisurely and into the kitchen first to put on a pot of coffee, before turning back and making her way to the study, where she knew she'd find Hotch looking over a case file, or finishing a report.
When she poked her head around the door however, she was surprised to see that he wasn't bent double over the writing desk scribbling profusely in an attempt to finish the file before everyone else awoke.
Instead he had his eyes glued to the bright computer screen, reading whatever page he had up, and pausing to take notes every few minutes.
Even though Emily was rarely up at this hour, when she did happen to rise this early she enjoyed watching Hotch work from the doorway, so she knew that he never used the internet, as the files were mostly performance reports and cost reports so internet wouldn't help much.
This sparked interest in her mind as to what he would be doing, so she silently and stealthily pushed open the door, thinking god that all of the doors were well oiled, and crept up to his side, avoiding all the floor boards she knew to be creaky along the way.
"Hey." Emily breathed right into Hotch's ear once she was right up at his side, causing him to nearly jump out of the chair.
"Jesus Emily, someone should put a bell on you." Hotch chastised playfully once his heart rate had returned to normal.
"Mhm." Emily murmured, not fully focusing on what Hotch was saying, as she was now busy licking his ear. "What you up to anyway at this hour Mr Hotchner... I wanted to have some fun this morning." She added in a husky, sultry voice that only meant one thing.
"I was actually looking into the whole adoption thing." Hotch replied absentmindedly in an equally husky tone, as he felt Emily's actions take hold of him, and let his mind wonder.
As quickly as Emily had started though, she stopped again, the news that Hotch was looking into the adoption process sparking a greater interest in her than what she'd previously had planned for the morning.
"Really?" Emily asked happily, as she moved around the seat and sat on Hotch's knee, leaning back against his shoulder and staring at the screen.
"Yup." Hotch clarified, as he scrolled back to the top of the page he's been reading to allow Emily to read is as well. "It looks pretty straight forward... if we get accepted that is." He told her. "There's a few courses that are compulsory for us to complete, and after that a social worker comes around to the house and sort of quizzes us."
"Oh." Emily replied quietly as she continued to read down through the page of papers they needed to have, and different courses they needed to complete.
"Yea, the course's should only take us about two weeks because they're only a day long each, and after that the social worker comes over fairly soon... then if we get the all clear, we go on the waiting list." Hotch elaborated, kissing Emily's shoulder when he finished talking.
"This is so weird." Emily sighed, as she stared at the screen, which had a promotional picture of a happy family in the right hand corner. "In a few months we could be them." She sighed happily, still staring at the family.
"Damn right we could." Hotch agreed. "Me, you, Jack, and our new son or daughter." He grinned, picturing them as the happy family.
"What if we don't though." Emily whispered after a moment. "What if we don't get on the list?" She clarified, sounding confused more than upset about this prospect, probably because she hadn't thought of the possibility of not getting a child before now.
"Emily, you are the smartest, funniest, most caring woman I've ever met, any child would be lucky to have you as a mother, and the social worker will have to see that." Hotch told her firmly. "They'll have to see, that no one could show a kid more love than we will, than our family will." He added.
"Ya think so?" Emily asked with a sigh.
"I know so." Hotch replied quietly, kissing the top of her head again after he spoke.
"I can't wait." Emily whispered, as she looked again at the picture.
"Neither can I." Hotch agreed with a chuckle, as he stood from the chair, taking Emily with him in his arms. "Now if I remember correctly, you wanted to have some fun this morning?" Hotch reminded her with a suggestive smile.
"Ah yes." Emily replied with a sultry look as she wrapped her arms around Hotch's neck. "I do remember saying something along those lines." She grinned.
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There we go. That was only a short chapter but the next one will be longer. So please tell me what you thought and thank you for reading and reviewing! =)