A/N: Hey Guys!

I'm sorry for taking so long but I got injured at the gym and then for some reason the site wouldn't let me post.

So I hope you like this!

And I just wanted to make sure everyone that reads knows that even if I slow down on the posting I'm not dropping this, and I'm not just going to rush it. It's going to be like I wanted from the start.

Season 3 Episode 11 = Birthright

I woke up and was a bit lost, the fact that I was nude under the sheets made the night before came rushing back, like a bucket of cold water on my head. What was I thinking? What was he thinking? I put my arm over my eyes and tried to think of a way out of this.

I looked over but the bed was empty, I took hold of the covers just so that it wouldn't get caught surprised if he came back.

I set up on the mattress and tried to locate my clothes before getting out from under the cover, God forbid he comes in and finds me butt naked. Not that he hasn't taken a look already, but it was the principle of things.

I could see several of them thrown all different places, it was going to be a game of picking up and running to the bathroom, we had being in a real hurry. This was ridiculous, we weren't teenagers, not even young adults that were hormonal and inconsequent.

I could admit the man was good, he hid a lot of things under that armor he call a suit. He had an amazing body, not as many defined muscle as Morgan, he had strong arms, thighs and stomach, it had being fun taking advantage of all that last night.

After he had fallen asleep I had gone straight after him, we had had so much cases lately and so many consults that late nights at the office were getting common, for the whole team, and then Penelope's shooting. It was no wonder after getting the tension out, both of our bodies, we had taken a very much needed rest.

But as reality came rushing throw the door, and I needed to fly out the window before any type of talk was necessary, well I guess it was necessary, but I just wanted to ignore that and go straight to denial. If he didn't catch me we wouldn't talk, right?

I saw his shirt close to me, on the floor so I took it and put it on, after that I slipped out of the covers and started collecting my clothes from the night before. The walk of shame would not be done, thank God.

I quickly put on my panties and bra while looking suspicious at the door, I could have sworn I heard something. Was he just outside waiting for me to go there? I had to get ready and get out. I wasn't good with the "I'm sorry, but this can't happen again conversation" I actually dreaded them.

It's not that I didn't like what we did, or that I didn't like him, but I wasn't ready for what this would do. I wasn't ready to start all this with someone new, and we were so different, it wouldn't work.

Just as I was buttoning my jeans the door opened and a jeans and t-shirt clad Hotch entered the room. I quickly put my shirt in front of me out of surprise because really modesty when I already had him between my legs was a laughable concept.

"Hi"

"Hi" I said turning my back and putting my shirt on. This could not be happening to me, I was the careful one, after some mistakes I took caution with my private life, I didn't do stupid. Stupid had a too high risk to pay.

"What are the chances that if I took a minute more at the bakery you wouldn't be here anymore?" He asked with a dejected look.

"I wouldn't." There was no point of lying.

"Why?" Did I have to list all the reasons why this was insane, why last night was an amazing mistake?

"Come on Hotch, you are my boss, we don't get along very well, you are recently divorced, I just came out of a relationship, Strauss would have a party? The team would get messed up? Any of those reasons are good enough for you?"

"I asked for reasons, those are excuses. And I'm not saying let's jump into something." Did he mean…. "We got along fairly well last night, if all the marks I saw on myself this morning count for something." He said with a grin and I could feel my face heating up.

"Hotch…" Gosh, how can he be so calm?

"Come on Emily, we can work this as a simple thing and not put too much at risk."

"Friends with benefits?" Was he serious asking? And would I even consider something like this? He looked at me like he had last night, as if he was looking for something.

"Yes, no risks, no investment." He said with his serious face.

And all I could think of was that he was safe, I was sure he would be discreet and I didn't have to do the whole relationship excitement and then breakdown with him, it would be two friends who came together and enjoyed a night together, that was all it would be, all I would make sure it would be.

"Okay."

"Okay?" His mouth cracked a tiny smile.

"Yes, just give me sometime to adjust, and no different treatment at the office okay?" This was a rule I had absolutely sure I wanted if we got into this.

"Agreed."

"And no ordering me around outside the job, I know how you can be."

"We'll see." I gave him a murderous look "What? You tend to do stupid and extreme stuff. Crazy guy beating you up in your leaving room ring a bell?" He gave me his murderous look.

"Tom isn't crazy, and he wasn't beating me up." Stubborn man.

"We will never agree to this one, so let's just leave it at that."

"Okay. What did you bring from the bakery?" He walked out of the room and I followed without bothering to put my shoes on or even taking a look in the mirror.

"It's a little Brazilian bakery I found really close, and they have the pastries that you love so much, but what I like it's all the different kinds of bread they have, specially this cheese one, Jack loves it too." He took a little round ball from one of the paper bags, split it into two and put one in his mouth and the other he stuck into mine.

"This is good!" Wow, who new he had such a good taste for breakfast food? I stuck my hand in the bag for more of the little round cheesy goodness.

"Right? And they have breakfast, lunch, and dinner. On the colder days that are coming there will be soup and the owner is a nice man, he and his family take care of it." Just Hotch would do a background check into his daily bakery.

"Yep, one of the best. Wait until you try the ones that have stuffing." I tried to comb my hair with my fingers as we ate more of the little bread thingies.

"Okay Mr. International Food supply I'm going to take this one home." I grabbed the bag and went looking for shoes and my purse.

"You are leaving?"

"Yep, I agreed to go shopping for some female necessities for Garcia, and then JJ said we should try and surprise her tonight with a girl night in and give Morgan a break." I located the shoes in the bedroom, I walked back and the purse was on the counter.

"Girls night in?" Well we were going to be talking about guys, most of the night, and shoes, clothes, and have junk food, but he didn't have to know that.

"Yep, Garcia feels trapped into Morgan's testosterone, I think that is her nice way of saying he is getting on her nerves." I picked another cheese bread from the bag, but when Hotch came to take one out I slapped his hand away. "Do you remember where I left my keys?" I walked back to the living room.

"Hey I bought those, I want some too." He pouted like a child.

"And you offered them, so I'm taking then, and since I found my keys, I showed them to him, I'll be going now. Bye Hotch." I finished walking to his door.

"Can't you call me Aaron?" He asked coming with me to the door. "And you are forgetting your sweets."

"You keep those, you just got me another addiction." He raised one eyebrow. "The cheese bread, don't get any ideas."

"If you are good and don't call Tom anymore I'll bring them to the office for you." He sure knew how to bargain.

"I'll think about it. Bye Hotch" I walked out to my car with only my house as a destination. I needed to think.

As I drove the couple blocks home I would reach and grab another cheesy little ball, last night we hadn't eaten anything after the early dinner at Penelope's and because of that I had woken up starving.

I sill wasn't sure if this was a good thing, I mean wouldn't this get messy? We had a job to do, and it wasn't forbidden by the FBI because Hotch wasn't Section Chief and so didn't have the power to promote any of us, he would have to be fired for any of the profilers to go up on the chain of command.

He was the leader of the team, and he did sign off our vacations time and other technical stuff. But any payments or bonus and even transfers had to be approved by Chief Strauss.

But it would be extremely frowned upon by the organization and colleagues, so people wouldn't do it, it wasn't worth the effort and there weren't many agents in the same unusual command system as ours.

But If we did this, if I it continued to happen then we would not be in a relationship, and I would make sure this didn't get out, no one could know.

It would get less lonely. But should I really be considering this?

God I hoped so.

25 minutes on the phone at the grocery store with Garcia ordering me what to get and what brand to get I was one hungry person. She was very bossy about the her "favorites" brand's.

"Really? This is the best bagel?" Did they really have different taste? I mean they were plain bagels.

"Seriously Em? You have never had Thomas plain bagels?"

"No Pen, I've really never had them. But I'm going to save us both the trouble and put it in my pile of stuff?" I answered already knowing her answer.

"You do that missy. I'm just itching now to go grocery shopping with you, I didn't know you lacked so much culture in food, we will fix that, we can take Reid too, God know our little Genius needs it." I started laughing.

"Okay Pen, I'm going to get another few things to home to drop my stuff off and then I'll be on my way"

"Copy that my hot shot profiler! I'll be waiting. Garcia out." I put my phone in my back pocket and started pushing my cart to the cookies area.

I hadn't being grocery shopping in some time with all the traveling we were doing I hadn't had time or the will to go, but after getting home earlier, still hungry and having literally nothing I threw the white towel I had to go shopping.

After getting my favorite's Pepperidge Farm Sausalito Milk Chocolate Macadamia Cookies and Nabisco Chips Ahoy! The chewy kind of course I turned to the next aisle to get some peanut butter to eat with apple slices and nutella.

I was a bit of a moody eater so I ate a lot of salads, fruits and grains, but from time to time I liked indulging into something straight up junk food.

I had already gotten the stuff for actual meals and I couldn't remember having anything else to buy, when I suddenly passed the "Oh so ignored aisle". I slipped by quickly and got myself a package of condoms. It couldn't hurt right?

Garcia and I were doing turkey, dry tomatoes and swiss cheese sandwiches for dinner. We stayed the whole afternoon talking, watching movies and just relaxing after such a full few days.

"So toasted bagels or au naturel ones?" I asked Garcia.

"Definitely toasted ones." I started cutting them and putting it on the toaster when my phone rang, just a second after that Garcia's also started.

"What are the chances that this is not a case?" I asked turning around to look at her.

"Today is my "official day back" so I'd say pretty slim." She gave me a half smile.

"Prentiss." I said answering my phone.

"It's Hotch, we have a case."

"Okay, I'm at Garcia's, we will be there in half." I started turning off the toasted, food would have to wait.

"No need, Morgan is going over to pick her up, just come with him, we will be gone a few days." He answered in his work voice, and I was happy to notice that didn't change at least.

"Of course he is. We will be there then."

Duty awaits.