So I completely intended to have this posted within two days, but my computer crashed. Anyways here's the next chapter. Hopefully the posting will become regular again.

Disclaimed!

Hotch had to grab JJ's shoulders to keep himself from crashing into her. Hotch then held the side of his face where he had been punched. He didn't feel any pain yet, he supposed he would once the shock wore off. Despite being in countless fights with unsubs, he had never been punched so directly in the face.

"What the fuck man?" Micheal Jareau stood over the Unit Chief, his face was red with anger. He was obviously the one to throw the punch Hotch's way.

"MIKE!" JJ yelled.

"Don't Mike me Jayje," her brother growled. He attempted to punch Hotch again, only to have his fist caught in mid air.

"I don't want to fight," Hotch reasoned.

"Then you shouldn't have knocked up my sister," Micheal growled. "You're her boss. She said so herself."

"Micheal stop it!" JJ yelled again. She gave her parents a distressed look for help, but they only continued to stare at her with wide eyes. Instead JJ stepped between Hotch and her brother and turned to face the Unit Chief. "Oh my god Aaron your face is swelling," she commented.

"Thanks," he replied dryly. He was still attempting to prevent Micheal from attacking him, and now not letting JJ get caught in the crossfire.

"No, come with me to the kitchen to get ice," she demanded, pulling him by the tie to the kitchen. JJ was grateful none of her family followed."I'm so sorry," she apologized as she reached into the freezer to get an ice pack.

"It's okay," Hotch replied as he held the ice pack to his face. "I probably deserved it."

"You did not,' JJ retorted. " My brother has struggled with anger problems his whole life. Maybe they'll come around once they've had time to process everything at dinner."

Hotch frowned at JJ's tone. It seemed like she was trying to convince herself more than she was trying to convince him. "Jayje they might be a little shocked now, but they still love you enough to stand by while their son punched an FBI agent in his sister's name."

JJ laughed, "Right, well you can wait here until we leave for dinner in a few minutes. I want to get my parent's all suited in my room."

"I'm still not comfortable with the idea of you sleeping on a couch for a week," Hotch added. It was a fight he and JJ had gotten into multiple times in the days leading up to her parent's arrival.

JJ rolled her eyes as she left the kitchen, "Just wait here." JJ made her way back to the living room where her family was huddled together, obviously having a deep discussion. "Our reservation is at 6, so we'll leave in a few minutes," she announced to break the ice.

JJ's mother looked up first. "That sounds fine dear, but this conversation isn't over." When she finished speaking Sandy Jareau gave Micheal a nudge.

"I'm sorry I punched whatever his name is," Micheal half-heartily apologized.

"Aaron," JJ corrected.

"Will Aaron still be coming to dinner?" her father asked.

"Yes," JJ answered. "I want to show you all that we plan on handling this in the most responsible way possible."

"So what else happened at dinner," Garcia asked, leaning closer to JJ. Her, JJ and Pretniss were currently gathered in Garcia's layer as JJ retold the events of the weekend to her friends.

"Things were normal at dinner," JJ responded. "After the shock that I was having a baby with someone I wasn't in a relationship with wore off, everyone was excited for us. Micheal of course still kept making passive aggressive comments to Hotch about his boxing hobby all weekend though."

"Oh boss man could take him," Garcia commented. "What do you think sweetness?" she asked Pretniss.

"What?" Prentiss asked, she had been zoned out for most of the conversation. "Sorry you lost me after you told me your brother punched Hotch."

"I know! I was just asking if you think Hotch could take JJ's brother," Garcia filled her in.

"I don't know," Prentiss shook her head. "That was quite the shiner he was sporting this morning. Strauss looked like she wanted to send whoever did it flowers."

JJ and Garcia shared a laugh. "So do you think boss man is extra sexy now that he has that whole tough guy look going?" Garcia asked, wagging her eyebrows.

"No," JJ blushed.

"She defiantly does!" Prentiss observed.

"Did you kiss it better?" Garcia asked.

"Okay if you can't be mature I'm leaving," JJ threatened.

"But we haven't even gotten to the 'mature' stuff yet," Prentiss teased.

"Oh our fine blonde friend had already provided me with some explicit details if you would like to hear them," Garcia bragged.

"I've never given details!" JJ denied. "You asked and I answered SOME."

"Like what?" Prentiss questioned.

"Like do not sit on the couch in Hotch's office ever again," Garcia warned.

"Ew scandalous," Prentiss commented. "Anything else?"

"They just have sex anywhere they possibly can all the time," Garcia said.

"That's not true," JJ scoffed.

"Except the shower," Garcia added. "Well sometimes the shower."

"Why no shower?" Prentiss asked.

"No shower what?" the girls heard a voice from behind them ask. The trio spun around to find Hotch standing in Garcia's doorway. "No shower what?" he repeated.

"I have the case files you asked for," Garcia yelped as she nearly threw the folders of information at the now extremely confused Unit Chief. Prentiss and JJ both respectively buried their faces in their hands.

"Um JJ we have to leave now if we want to be on time to see the house," Hotch said as he caught more folders Garcia threw his way. "Thank you Garcia," he nodded as he left the office.

"Do you think he knows what we were talking about?" Garcia asked.

"No you played it completely cool," Prentiss retorted.

"Aaron I love this house!" JJ exclaimed. The pair currently stood in the middle of the empty master bedroom, the last spot on the tour.

"It is nice," Hotch commented. It was big enough for everyone to live in comfortably, and it was within their price range. Jack and their daughter could both have their own rooms, there was a desperate suit for a nanny to stay while they were on cases, and there was a spare bedroom that Hotch could convert into an office for them both.

"Do you think we should make an offer? I mean a house like this won't stay on the market forever," JJ asked.

Hotch took a step closer to her hopeful eyes. "I think you're right. This is the house for us."

JJ gave a squeal of excitement before she crashed her lips into his. Hotch was surprised at first, but then slowly melted into the kiss, snaking is arms around her waist and pulling her closer.

JJ was the one to break apart first. "Sorry," she apologized. She didn't know what came over her.

Hotch pulled her back into his embrace. "It's okay," he assured.

They were interrupted by the realtor re-entering the room. "So what did you all think?" She asked.

"We would like to make an offer," Hotch answered.

"Great! I'll go get the paperwork," the realtor said.

Once she left JJ turned her attention to the man in front of her. "This calls for a celebration," she said.

"I would offer to take you to dinner, but we're already going with your parents," Hotch replied.

"I had a different celebration in mind," JJ said with a wink.

"Oh and what would that be?" Hotch asked.

"Think of it as a preview for the fun to come in this room," JJ said.

"Let's get those papers signed," Hotch said, pulling her out of the room.