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SONG PROMPT #95 – JJ/HOTCH

"Can't Go Back Now" - The Weepies

JJ wasn't sure exactly why she had come here to the BAU. After all, she was on medical leave and she was sure that as soon as Hotch saw her, he would order her home, but she felt since this morning that this was the right place to be. So, after she dropped Henry off at school, she'd shown up at the office. Lucky for her, the team was currently in a meeting in and she imagined it was the scowl on her face that sent the other agents scurrying away.

JJ walked from Hotch's office to her old office. She strolled from Garcia's office to Rossi's. She was taking her third pass outside of Strauss' office when her door opened and the dragon lady herself suddenly appeared. JJ froze, startled at having been caught.

Strauss' eyes grew wide as she took JJ in. "Agent Jareau, as I understand it, you are on medical leave."

Her initial surprise faded, JJ replied, coolly, "That's correct, ma'am."

"Then, what, may I ask, are you doing here?"

"I don't know," she admitted. "I just woke up with the urge to be here."

Strauss nodded. She bit her lip as JJ cringed. Strauss gently grabbed JJ's arm. "Come with me."

JJ protested, but Strauss held firm. Strauss led her directly into the BAU meeting, ignoring the questioning looks. "Agent Hotchner, I believe we have a problem here."

"We do?" Hotch's calm voice was betrayed by the slight panic in his eyes. JJ kept her face pointed towards the floor.

"Yes," Strauss reiterated. "It appears that your wife is in labor, but refusing to acknowledge it. She's been pacing the office for the last two hours and the contractions have been getting stronger. I suggest you take her to the hospital as they're about six minutes apart by my calculations."

"JJ?" Hotch asked. She looked up at him with tears in her eyes and nodded. Hotch pulled her into his arms, kissing her forehead. "Let's go meet our baby girl."

The entire room burst forth with activity, calling out instructions to each other on who was to go to the hospital, who was to pick up the boys, and who was to run to the Hotchner home for the bags. Strauss stood back with an amused look on her face. She followed the commotion to the hallway.

"One more thing, agents," Strauss called out as they piled into the elevator. "Erin is a wonderful middle name."

SONG PROMPT #96 – JJ/HOTCH

"Dance With You" - Bowling For Soup

He was stalking her. She couldn't say that was disturbed by this nor angry. After all, it was the reason that she had worn her outfit: jeans that Morgan declared to be "bootylicious" and a red tank top that Rossi had been talking to all night instead of her face. But neither of them was her intended target. Neither was Reid, who couldn't look her in the face nor Prentiss, who involuntarily licked her lips whenever she took a drink. No, she had one specific target in mind and her goal was to make that target want her so much that he lost all sense of control.

She had kept one eye on him as he moved about the bar, watching her every movement. She could see the jealousy in his eyes when she accepted the dance with Anderson; the pride when she beat the two boisterous fraternity brothers at darts; the curiosity when she and Garcia huddled in the corner, exchanging secrets. She made sure to put an extra shimmer in her walk; to bite her bottom lip whenever their eyes met; to shake her hair out a little more often, knowing how he longed to run his fingers through her golden locks.

A commotion at the bar between the bartender and a patron drew her attention away for a brief moment and when she looked back, he had disappeared. Her eyes searched near frantically into the crowd, but no matter where she looked, she didn't see him. Disappointment and sadness weighed down her stomach. She rose from the table to say her good-byes when she felt him behind her.

"Have you had enough with your games?" he whispered into her ear, letting his tongue flicker to taste the top. He ran his hands up and down her arms. She could feel arousal coursing through her blood, rendering her unable to speak. She nodded. "Good because the baby-sitter's due to leave in a half hour and we have to go."

She turned in his arms, kissing him until they were both breathless. "Actually, the boys are at a sleepover. I only told you that she was sitting so that we'd have a reason to leave. We have the house to ourselves."

Shouting his good-byes, he grabbed his wife's hand and pulled her out of the bar. He was going to show her just what her teasing had done to him all night.

SONG PROMPT #97 – JJ/HOTCH

"Come Clean" - Hilary Duff

As a child, storms were something to be scared of, to under underneath the covers with her stuffed cat in one arm and the thumb of her other hand in her mouth. As she got older, storms meant that she had to come in from the outside, back into her house of sadness and anger. They meant she could no longer practice soccer or hang out with friends, but had to face the pain in her parents' eyes as they looked at her, but never saw her anymore. As an adult, storms were a nuisance. They caused plans to be rescheduled, traffic jams, and evidence to wash away.

She never thought that a thunderstorm would be where all her dreams would come true. She had run across the street to the gas station for a late night snack because she couldn't sleep. The storm seemed to come out of nowhere while she was picking up a Twinkie and an iced tea. She debated waiting out the storm, but the clerk made her nervous. She decided she would get wet instead.

She ran across the street, her head down to keep the rain from her eyes. She hit into a solid object and landed on her behind.

"JJ!" Hotch nearly shouted. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine... I think," she replied, taking the hand that he offered. "What are you doing out here?"

Hotch pulled her close, trying to protect her from some of the rain. "I went to your room and couldn't find you. No one seemed to know where you went so I came to find you."

JJ shivered as Hotch wrapped his arms around her. "In the pouring rain? How did you even know where I'd be?"

"Because when you can't sleep, you grab a Twinkie and an iced tea like you used to do in college," he told her, simply.

"You remember that?" she questioned, running her hand up his chest to cup his face. She bit her lip when he nodded. "And you came looking for me in the middle of a storm?" He nodded again. "Why?"

Hotch lowered his head so that his lips where millimeters away from hers. "Because I love you."

He covered her lips as she gasped, taking time to taste every inch of mouth. The cold rain continued to pour over them, but they felt nothing but the heat of each other. JJ pulled her mouth away from his with great effort when she could no longer breathe.

"I love you, too."