Slamming his car door, Aaron marched himself through the main doors of his ex's office building.
"Mr. Hotchner," the security guard smiled.
Aaron's features never softened as he was given a visitor's pas. "Are they busy?"
"They had a meeting earlier this morning but I'm not sure if CEO Johnson has let them go yet."
"Good," he almost growled, passing through the security area and punching the elevator button. He had never been so angry in his life.
He did his best not to show his anger as he entered the elevator and rode up to the fifth floor with a few business men, two of which he knew Haley worked with. If he were to lose it now, he knew they wouldn't let him in to see his ex-wife.
Once off the elevator he tried to make it quickly to the right office without being noticed but heard his name being called. Turning, the father of one gave a tense smile to the two men in suits and shook their hands. "Roy, Leon," he smiled. "How are you two?"
The light haired man grinned to the engineer. "Finally got that new car," he nodded.
"The twins are headed into kindergarten," Leon grinned, gesturing to the older man with his briefcase. "What are you doing here?"
Aaron gestured behind him to the doors of the office. "Just need to have a little chat." The wording made him even angrier. This was no small thing.
"Everything ok with Jack?"
The engineer grinned, feeling an actual surge of happiness at the mention on his son. "Jack is great." He followed the other men into the office and waved them off when they had to go in the opposite direction. Once alone, Aaron eyes hardened and made his way to his ex's cubicle.
Walking swiftly through the office and mess of cubicles, Aaron found his ex standing from her chair. He took her by the arm and led her away from her coworkers.
"Aaron!" Haley swatted at the older man with the folder she held, his grip hurting her arm. "Get off of me!"
The brunette man let her go once in the copy room and slammed the door behind him.
Haley glanced at the father of her child. "What the hell is this? Why are you here?"
"Do you have any idea how angry I am?"
The blond was confused. "What does that have to do with me?"
Aaron stormed across the small space and stood before the younger woman, his face reddening at the look on her face. "I am not your husband. What are you doing going around telling Jack's school faculty that for?"
Haley just smiled.
"Answer me!"
The shelves around the pair shook at the intensity of the older man's voice, but Haley kept her features calm. "Did I upset you?"
Stepping forward, Aaron clenching his fists at his sides to stop himself from swinging at the woman he had been married to for years. "What does it do for you to spread rumors about my girlfriend?" Watching the surprise hit the younger woman, Aaron shook his head. "Do you realize what you're doing?"
"I'm getting even," she said flatly.
The engineer's blood was pumping so vigorously he could hear it zooming through his veins. "For what? What has Emily done to you?" He could see the coldness in those blue eyes. "This is the job she's worked for all her life and you're ruining it for her. You're going to get her fired." His girlfriend had called him sobbing after hours of her friends coming in to ask her what was going on, some even accusing her of what Haley had told them was true.
Haley pursed her lips, shaking her head. "I think she'll quit before that happens."
"What is your problem? What is the point of this? How is ruining Emily's career going to help you?" When he saw his ex struggling to find the right words, Aaron's jaw clenched. "Answer me!"
"He loves her."
Aaron found himself frowning. "What?"
"Jack," the blond growled, shoving the folder she had in her hands into her ex's chest. "He loves her."
The engineer's eyes almost fell from their sockets. "Are you kidding me? You're acting like a high schooler because our son likes my girlfriend?"
Haley's head shook. "Loves," she corrected, her voice full of malice. "All I hear from our son is how great Ms. Prentiss is in school and how helpful she is. And now he gets to have time with her at home to? She lives next door AND you're fucking her!"
Aaron shoved the folder back into his ex-wife's hands and watched her stumble back. "I'm going to have a girlfriend whether you like it or not, and I'm lucky as hell to have found Emily."
"A whore?"
His hand surged forward and his finger pointed accusingly at the woman before him. "Shut up! Shut the fuck up!" Noticing how scared the younger woman looked, Aaron lowered his hand, feeling the veins in his neck pulse. "You have to face it sooner or later. We are divorced; we're not even a we." He hardened his eyes on his ex, hearing the bustling of her coworkers outside the copy room door. "I don't love you."