Lex dried her face with a towel and buttoned up her new shirt. After seeing the three new bodies: it was bad enough that they were young but what he did to them… She pulled her hair back into a ponytail and wiped her mouth again, for good measure.

"Who is it?" she called, not even bothering to look up from the case file when someone knocked on her door.

"Who d'ya think?" Hotch replied. Lex raised her eyes and moved slowly to the door. She had been expecting this visit. Maybe a little irrational. She greeted him with a smile. "May I come in?"

"Please." She stepped aside and gestured him in, frowning at the formalities. Something Hotch had picked up on. She shook her head. "I'm sorry. I'm not mocking you. Tired." At that moment, she let out a yawn.

Hotch smiled. "Would you like a coffee? I could bring one up. Peace offering."

Lex smiled and waved off the gesture. "What I need is a shot of adrenaline… I'm sorry for slapping you. I hope it didn't hurt."

"I've been hit by worse." Lex smiled. "I'm sorry." She waited for him to continue but he didn't.

"Why did you have to say those things? We could have just written it off as a one night stand but you said those things."

"I didn't mean any of it." Lex looked at him incredulously. He laughed. "What do you want me to say?"

"The truth. Why."

"Alright. Are you going to tell me that you haven't been feeling something between us lately. That you haven't noticed how we can be around each other? Jessica's been trying to pull me away from you with good reasons; Dave's been pushing me to you with good reasons; and I just wanted my decision of you to be mine. Not theirs."

"So you take me to bed?"

"That wasn't supposed to happen. Not like that. Your turn."

"I've always been independent. I never really had people taking care of me. Not Sean. And it was nice after that incident, to not care how I looked and to just bask in dependence. I don't know." She pushed her hair out of her face and sat on the bed. "But then, you were just lonely. And I figured it was now or never."

Neither said anything for a while. "We could always try it again." Lex raised her eyebrows. "Hear me out. No repercussions. No consequences. If we like it, we work from there. If we don't, there's no big loss."

"That would never work."

"But it might. Small chance, but it still could. What do you say?"

Lex looked at him for a long time. "So let me get this straight. We kiss and then analyse each other's technique?"

"If you want to put it that way."

"And if we don't like what the other says?"

"No repercussions, no consequences; if we don't like what's decided we… maturally voice our concerns. We don't hit each other."

Lex looked down. She was dressed half casually, half professionally. Nothing very attractive. "Fine." Hotch stepped closer to her. "Wh- Now?"

"Why not now? When did you think?"

"When we got back to Quantico but not while we're working a case."

"That's a good point. So, back in Quantico."

Lex nodded as Hotch made his way to the door. Now, she thought, I get to go back to Quantico and back to my empty apartment after a make out session with Hotch.

Lex tried to scream when she was awoken the next night but found something constricting her airways.

A/N Yes My time away is broken. If you ever need an incentive to write, just come up with a bunch more story ideas and force yourself not to write them until you've finished at least one in your queue.

So I'm pretty happy with this chapter. (I know I'm focusing on Hotch and Lex a lot and they are working a case )

Any quips, any qualms, you know what to do!

xx