"Aaron?" Hotch heard, turning around to see Sarah standing there. He had a suit on as normal, but he had his hands in his pockets and was pacing. "Sarah." Hotch said, walking towards her.
"How are your kids?" Hotch asked.
"My mother is with them, she wanted to make sure they were completely okay. Shall we get going?" Sarah said, bouncing on her heels in anticipation as Hotch nodded. He glanced at her every now and again, taking in her appearance. Her chocolate brown hair was swept onto one side of her head, meeting just above her chest. Her brown eyes were filled with light, she wore blue jeans and boots. And her shirt was a simple black button-up with a necklace around her neck.
The two drove to the coffee place, parking quickly and going inside to find a seat. Hotch said he'd get the coffees as Sarah found a seat. "I need two coffees, one black and one with four sugars and some milk if you have it." Hotch told the Barista as she nodded. He paid for the order and got the coffees quickly, bring Sarah hers as she thanked him.
She took a sip and smiled. "You remembered..." Hotch nodded at what she said, smiling back ever so slightly. "So, Mr. Man, tell me about your kid, I told you about mine."
Hotch raised an eyebrow at what she called him and shook his head. "Jack-He's great, he wants to be me when he grows up... Or Spiderman." Hotch laughed as Sarah smiled a little wider.
"Well, you can sling webs can't you? Oh! Can you take photos and come up with witty comments to say to the bad guys?" Sarah joked, tilting her head slightly. Hotch chuckled softly.
"I wish." He replied, taking a sip of his drink. "And what about you, huh? You know what I do for a job... But what do you do?" Hotch asked her. Sarah looked down at the table, pursing her lips.
"Do you really wanna know?" She asked, Hotch nodded. "Yes."
"Okay... I'm a teacher, I teach kindergarten." Sarah said, Hotch scooted forward in his seat a bit. "You say that like its a bad thing."
"It isn't, I love kids-I just... It gets stressful."
"We both have stressful jobs, then. We both have children and we both are single." Hotch told her, drinking more of his coffee. Sarah nodded.
"And we both love our jobs, correct?"
"I wouldn't dream of doing anything else." Hotch confirmed. They talked for a while before Sarah spoke lowly.
"I'm thinking of moving."
"Why?" Hotch asked before she stared back at him, raising and eyebrow. "Right..."
"I just want my kids to be safe, Aaron." Sarah said, shaking her head.
"Move to Quantico." Hotch told her, moving his empty coffee cup between his hands.
"Why?" Sarah asked, raising an eyebrow again. "Its safe there, I live there... The whole team does, you and your children would be as safe as safe can be."
"Promise?" Sarah asked. "If I move there, do you promise we'll be safe?"
"I promise."
"Okay." Sarah said, nodding slightly. Hotch's phone began to buzz and he picked it up. Morgan told him the flight was leaving soon, wheels up in thirty. "I have to get to the airport." Hotch sighed, standing up.
Sarah nodded and stood with him. "Hey, Aaron? If you wanna get in touch with me, here is my number."
"I'm going to need it if we date." Hotch replied, Sarah furrowed her eyebrows.
"Are you asking me to be you-"
"Yes." Hotch said simply throwing his cup away. "Will you?"
"Yes, I will be your girlfriend... My grandmother, God rest her soul, would say that it isn't a good idea because we don't know each other that well."
"I feel like I've known you forever." Hotch told her and Sarah smiled and pecked his lips. "Get home to your son, Agent. We can talk when you land."
Hotch nodded and walked out, putting on his sunglasses as the two stood side-by-side outside the door. Sarah grabbed his hand and squeezed it before letting it drop, the two parting ways. Sarah going left and Hotch going right, going to their destinations.
In the end they'd only be closer to each other.