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This chapter is dedicated to: isabela tonks, Purplehonor, nataliebianca, Rolfy, Everleigh, and LacytheDemonicDuck

A/N: I just want to thank everyone who's read this story, and those who continue reading and reviewing it. I really appreciate it :) Anyways, on with the show!

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Hotch, Emily and Jack found their seats in the crowded auditorium. Apparently they'd be sitting with Haley. Jack eagerly took a seat between his mother and father, while Emily sat to the left of Aaron.

"So what's going on?" Hotch wondered.

"They're taking a break right now." Haley explained. "It goes in hourly intervals. You guys only missed some group dances. Riley's solos, duets and such are all after 1."

"So we missed..." Emily said, flipping open her program. "Her group contemporary which was to "Wild Horses" by Natasha Bedingfield, group ballet which was to some classical song that I don't know, and group tap which was to This is Your Life" by Switchfoot. We'll see group hip-hop, acro, musical theatre and jazz before the next intermission."

"I love acro!" Jack squeaked. "The flippies are so cool!"

"Just a warning about the hip-hop..." Haley began.

"A warning? Is it bad? Have you seen it?" Hotch asked.

"Yes, I've seen it. I just want you to remember not to jump to conclusions." Haley said and the lights dimmed.

"What are you...?" Aaron began, but the lights dimmed. Riley's hip-hop was the next dance. The music began, and Hotch immediately jumped to conclusions. "Right Round" by Flo Rida blared from the speakers. The dancers began strutting on stage is tiny shorts and small tank tops, and Hotch could feel his mouth hit the floor. One other dancer came on in jeans that were far too big, and a wife beater. This dancer wore sunglasses and too much "bling." It was clear that the dancers were supposed to be his "hoes." Suddenly, Hotch felt Emily tap his arm.

"Aaron!" She laughed. "The one that's dressed like a guy. That's Riley!" Hotch looked up, and once the dancer removed the glasses, he found out that Emily was right. It was not a boy, it was indeed Riley. She fooled everyone. Hotch laughed too. Haley looked over at him and winked.

The dance continued, and Hotch couldn't believe how good Riley was. Aaron couldn't dance to save his life...neither could Haley for that matter. Apparently dance wasn't exactly a 'genetic trait.' No matter how she got the skills, it was clear that she had them. Her teacher was right. She outshined everyone on the stage.

The dance ended with a great response from the audience. Aaron thanked god when Emily clapped nicely, and didn't scream. After a few dances by dancers from other dance schools, Riley's group was coming on again. This time, it was Riley's group acrobatics dance.

This time, "Jump" by Van Halen came on. Hotch assumed that this might have been Riley's idea. This time, she was dressed in the same costume as the other dancers. They all had different coloured bodysuits that were artfully torn, and fishnet tights. They all had denim jackets over the bodysuits, and their hair was teased into giant messes. Obviously, they were going for the hair band look. The dance began, and Hotch was in awe. His daughter was doing moves that made him scared that she'd fall and die! She didn't care though, in fact, she made it look effortless.

"Damn." Emily breathed. "I can't even imagine having such talent." Hotch laughed quietly, knowing that as a child, Emily wanted to take dance lessons, but she never did. Her mother thought that it was pointless.

Riley's dances continued, and every one was a good, or better than the one before. The musical theatre (to "La Vie Bohem" from RENT) was comical, and her jazz (which ended up being more of a bollywood dance) was fantastic. The lights came on, and everyone got up and stretched.

"This intermission is really long." Haley said. Hotch looked at his watch, and he saw that it was noon. They'd been watching dances for almost three hours and he hadn't realized it.

"I'm hungry." Jack whined as he tugged on his father's arm.

"I was planning on taking Riley out for some food, do you guys want to join us?" Haley offered. Hotch thought it may be awkward but Emily answered for him.

"Yes please! Thank GOD! I was close to eating my own arm during that last dance." They laughed and went to the lobby to meet Riley. She exited the dressing room with her hair in a slick bun, track pants and a sweater.

"You looked cuter in the Van Halen number." Haley teased and Riley gave her mom a high five. "Way to kick everyone's asses!"

"Thanks mom." Riley laughed.

"You did great." Emily said and Jack agreed. She thanked them both, and looked at her father.

"What did you think?" She asked.

"Riley-" began Hotch, but he didn't really know what to say. He was so sorry that he'd missed seeing her perform, he couldn't believe how amazing she was, he couldn't understand where she got her skills. There was so much he wanted to say, but he just took Riley in his arms and embraced her. Now it was Riley's turn to be surprised. Hotch was a good father as far as she was concerned, and she hated that he didn't think he was. Their hug was full of a lot of unspoken feelings; so many that Riley felt her eyes well up. Haley and Emily both noticed, and they said that they were going to go wait in their cars. Riley let go of her father.

"Thank you for coming." She said quietly, and he brushed away the one tear that fell down her cheek.

"Any, any time. Honey, I'm sorry-"

"It's okay." She interrupted him and hugged him again. Aaron was so relieved that she didn't hold it against him. In that moment, he was so happy.

"You were amazing." He said, twirling her out of the hug and taking her hand.

"Thank you dad." Riley said with a smile. "I've gotta stop crying. I'll look like a cheap prostitute." Hotch sighed and rolled his eyes.

"What is with you and serious moments?" He asked.

"I don't know, it's like a sickness." Riley shrugged.

"I know." He laughed. "You're like your uncle." Riley's mouth dropped open in pretend shock.

"Take it back!" She cried.

"Never!" He shot back. Riley threw a soft punch that landed on his left arm. She ran at him again, but he stuck his foot out, making her trip and lose her balance. She didn't fall down, but Aaron laughed so hard people thought she did.

"What is this? You know how to play?" Riley laughed. Hotch joined in her laughter, and when he turned around to go to the car, she aimed a high kick in between his shoulders.

"It disturbs be how high you can kick." He said in his serious tone. Riley stopped to re-evaluate the situation. She assumed that he was done joking around when he pulled her into a headlock. Riley began laughing so hard, she began coughing.

"What do you know." She said through he coughing and laughter. "You do know how to play." Riley grabbed his hand, and led him to the car.

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Sunday night came too quickly for Hotch. He could have watched Riley dance for days. Her solos and duets went as well as her group dances. She placed in the top three in almost every category she entered, which meant she'd be advancing to different levels.

"I'm so glad we saw Riley dance, and Jack play." Emily said as she got into pajamas.

"Yeah, me too. I'm going to go more often. Whenever I can." He resolved.

"That's good. They were really happy you came you know."

"Yeah." Hotch said with a smile. "Thank you for coming."

"Any time. You know I love your kids." Emily said.

"Well, I thank you for that too." He said, kissing Emily.

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