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PROMPT #7 – JJ/Hotch

New Found Glory- "It's Not Your Fault"

She was sure it was the fifth shot of whiskey or maybe the fourth beer that caused her to be so bold. He was sitting at a table in the back in an animated discussion with Rossi. She and Prentiss had been playing pool with a couple of other bar patrons when the song changed. She didn't recognize the song, but it had a beat that made her swing her hips just a little. She looked behind her after taking a shot to see Hotch's eyes boring into her rear end. She smiled seductively, giving him a little shake before standing up. She handed the pool stick to Garcia, ignoring the protests from the other players, and walked across the bar to Hotch. Wordlessly, she dragged him onto the dance floor, pulling his body flush against hers. She wrapped his arms around her lower back, draping her own around his neck. She ran her fingers through his hair, scraping her nails against his scalp, delighting in his moans. She laid her head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, which mysteriously matched her own. She felt him hesitate, then start to pull away as the song came to an end as if he started to realize that he was in the middle of the dance floor with one of his subordinates. Rather then let him go, she pulled him tighter, slipping her hands in his back pockets to rock her pelvis against his. He groaned, pulling his own arms taut around her, neither letting go until morning.

PROMPT #8 - JJ

Reese Witherspoon- "Wildwood Flower"

She was always Daddy's Little Girl. Her older sister was the smart one, the book worm, the one just like their mother. She, though, was all her dad from playing soccer to having tons of friends to being a diehard Redskins fan. She was the one her dad took fishing, to the hardware store, to breakfast every Sunday morning. He never left the house without kissing her good-bye. She waited for him to come home from work every day, even staying up to the middle of the night when he was out late.

Exactly one week after they put her sister in the ground, he walked out the front door to buy a gallon of milk. For the first time, he left her behind. She waited in front of the door all afternoon, all evening, into well in the night when her mother picked her sleeping form off the floor and put her into bed. She continued her vigil every day for another week even as her mother, grandmother, and aunt insisted he was never coming back.

She heard a car in the middle of the night and ran outside sure it was her father.

When the car drove on by, she fell to her knees, letting out a wail that woke half the neighborhood. Her mother calmly walked out of the house, picked her, and put her to bed. She cried for the next two days over the loss of her sister and her father and vowed never to put her faith in another person again.

PROMPT #9 – JJ/Hotch

Edwin McCain- "I'll Be"

It started when they were stranded at the ski lodge overnight. Hotch and JJ had gone to question the owner related to their latest case when they received word that an avalanche had closed the only road forcing them to spend the night in the only room left. He wasn't exactly sure how she talked him into it, but they began to drink all of the bottles of alcohol from the mini-fridge, which somehow turned into a game of truth or dare, which then led to kiss, then a make-out session, and the next thing he remembered was ripping her clothes while she ripped off his.

They agreed the next morning to forget that it every happened, to blame the alcohol. That didn't stop him from dreaming about her, from watching her move every chance he got. He had felt more fire, more passion, than he had in the last twenty-odd years. He scrutinized every interaction with her for signs that she felt the same way, but saw none. Growing discouraged, he tried his hardest to put her out of his mind, going as far as to agreeing to let Rossi set him up on a date, but only one.

Hotch had wanted to keep the whole thing quiet, but Rossi had other plans. He made sure to announce to the entire team that Hotch had a date later that evening.

Hotch ignored the catcalls and ribbing from his team focusing all of his attention on his blond profiler instead. She gave him a small smile, but refrained from joining in with the rest of the teasing. She was quiet the rest of the day so much so that Prentiss and Reid mentioned something to Hotch to see if he knew something. He told them he knew of nothing, but felt a kernel of hope deep in his chest.

He stopped her when they passed each other and asked her if everything was okay. She nodded, but refused to meet his eyes. He shrugged, taking her statement on face value. Hotch turned to continue on his way, but froze when she shouted his name.

"Don't go tonight," she begged, pink tinging her cheeks. "Go out with me tonight instead."

He pulled her against him, leaning down to give her a kiss. "Absolutely."

Wrapped up in each other, they quickly left the BAU, ignoring the questioning looks of the rest of the team. The team turned to Rossi, who was leaning against his doorway, a smirk plastered on his face.

"Isn't his date going to be mad that he's canceling so late?" Prentiss asked.

"Nah," Rossi replied. "I never actually set one up."