So this is the next chapter... after Hotch and Emily's fight... will anything be resolved?

It's the same night as the last chapter.
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"Emily?" JJ questioned, staring blankly at her friend, who was standing on her porch at half eleven at night, looking like she'd been through hell.

"I need a place to stay tonight." Emily sighed as means of an explanation, feeling tears jump up in her eyes as her voice cracked slightly, under the strain of the entire evening.

"What happened?" JJ questioned in shock, immediately leaping aside to let her friend past, the two women walking into the living room and sitting on the couches, before Emily continued.

"We had a fight... a big fight." Emily told her friend sadly. "I walked out... and I'm afraid... I'm afraid it's over." She sobbed.

"Emily, myself and Will fight all the time." JJ laughed, hugging her friend slightly. "It's nothing to worry too much about." She added when she seen that this didn't comfort Emily much.

"She's right Cher, Jen and I love to fight." Will shouted in clarification from the kitchen, causing Emily to laugh weakly.

"Exactly... fighting is exceedingly normal in a relationship, hell it's the healthiest part of a relationship... or one of them anyway." JJ laughed. "If you didn't fight you'd end up having a psychotic break from all the cheeriness." She added jokingly.

"We've a very healthy relationship then." Will called again, as he walked past the living room door, a bottle in his hand for Henry, and a cheeky grin on his face.

"If you don't keep walking you'll get a very unhealthy smack." JJ warned, giving Will a sweet smile and sticking out her tongue at him before he walked away. "See Em, fighting is normal." She added happily.

"Yea but this was a big fight Jayje." Emily informed her, looking scared at the memory. "He was upset because I was flirting with Mick on the case, and then I was talking to my ex in the park when I picked Jack up, and then we fought." She whispered.

"Ah... the jealousy fight." JJ sighed with a wise nod. "I'm surprised you lasted this long without having it... Will and I had ours about five months after we started dating... and then again on that case in Florida... he thought I cared more about the team than him." She filled her friend in.

"Yea, but this was bigger than that fight... we... he threw the fact that Jack wasn't my son in my face and I threw the fact that Haley was dead in his." Emily sighed, burying her face in her hands in shame.

"Oh..." Was all JJ could think of to say then, as she looked at her distraught friend.

"Exactly!" Emily exclaimed. "What if I really messed up this time? What if we've both really messed up? We're meant to be getting a baby we were so happy JJ... what if it's over?" She panicked silent tears beginning to stream down her cheeks.

"Emily, honey calm down." JJ called softly, wrapping her arms around Emily to sooth her. "Don't you worry... I'll personally kill Aaron Hotchner if he hurts you... and he knows that." She added seriously.

"Don't be dramatic." Emily laughed weakly, a small smile spreading on her face at the gesture.

"I'm not Emily, I'm being deadly serious... after you moved in we all told him that if he hurt you we'd hurt him ten times more, and I for one wasn't messing." JJ informed her friend, not the slightest sign of humour in her tone. "We protect our family Em, even if it's from each other." She added.

"I don't want you to hurt him though." Emily replied hastily.

"So you still love him then?" JJ questioned.

"Of course I do." Emily responded right away. "I've loved him for almost twenty years." She sighed.

"Ok... now, does he still love you?" JJ questioned softly.

"After what I said... I don't know." Emily admitted sadly.

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"Hello?" Rossi answered into the mouth piece of his home phone, as he lay relaxing on his sofa, a scotch in one hand, and a book in the other.

"Dave its Aaron." Hotch replied with a heavy hearted sigh.

"And with a sigh like that we've either got a case or you and Emily are fighting... and you wouldn't address yourself by your first name if you were calling about work... so spill." Rossi replied, his brain automatically assessing the situation.

"Top marks for Agent Rossi." Hotch sighed bitterly, as he poured himself a large scotch and sat down.

"Tell me what happened and stop being so dramatic." Rossi sighed, placing down the book he was just about to read, knowing that he wouldn't get a chance to start it tonight.

"I was jealous because she was flirting with Rawson on the case and she was talking to her ex in the park afterwards because his son is friends with Jack but things got out of hand... we both said some things we shouldn't have, and it got pretty nasty.

"I see..." Rossi stated calmly. "How nasty?" He questioned.

"She brought up Haley's death... and I brought up the fact that she isn't actually Jack's mother." Hotch admitted shamefully.

"Well what the hell did you do that for?" Rossi exclaimed.

"I was angry, she was angry... I don't know." Hotch defended lamely, almost feeling Rossi's anger radiate through the phone.

"Aaron, we all told you when Emily moved in with you, that we'd kill you if you hurt her, because we all know she isn't as strong as she pretends to be... and you promised you wouldn't... you better make this right, because I don't want to kill you, but that won't stop me or the rest of the team and you know it." Rossi warned.

"I know that... really I do... she's the best thing that's ever happened to me Dave, what if I've ruined it?" Hotch sighed, feeling ten times worse now that he'd talked with Rossi.

"Aaron bloody Hotchner... don't be such an idiot, it really doesn't suit you." Rossi ordered. "I know you love her, and I know she'll always love you, no matter how much of an ass you are, so the only way you'll ruin it, is by running from your problems, just like you did with Haley."

"I know you're right... but it's easier said than done." Hotch sighed again.

"Well then just use the image of the entire team hunting you down and killing you slowly as motivation to do what you need to do." Rossi commanded, not even feeling slightly sorry for his friend's situation.

"But after what I said... how do I know she still loves me?" Hotch questioned then, feeling nerves creep into his voice.

"Because you're an educated man... and even if you weren't, it's blatantly obvious that Emily Prentiss worships the ground you walk on... god only knows why with the way you treat her sometimes... but she does, so make this right." Rossi replied, before hanging up the phone swiftly, refusing to listen to any more of Hotch's problems... especially the ones that weren't actually problems.

Hotch sighed to himself as he took a sip of his scotch... he knew Rossi was right, and he also knew that he would suffer a beating from the team if he didn't act soon... so with that in mind, and of course the fact that he loved Emily with every fibre of his being, he vowed to make things right again.

So that's why, rather than finish his scotch and go to bed miserable as he'd originally intended, he stayed up, and thought out the best way to win back the love of his life.
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There, that was a pretty short chapter, but the other one will be longer. Thanks for reading and please tell me that you thought.