We closed a case in Pittsburgh, followed by Texas, and we just finished up in Miami.

After I finished talking JJ into just going to Will and not worrying about the team's presence, the guys and I went to grab a late dinner. We discussed the case for a little while, and then when the food came we moved onto less disturbing topics.
It didn't take long for JJ and Will to come up in conversation. We had all known for quite a while now; hopefully she would just admit it and stop lying about her weekend plans.

"So Emily, where were you before the BAU?" Morgan looked at me. He had been asking me for months about my past workplaces, and I always told him not to worry about it.
"Your training is not FBI."

"We've been through this."

"Seems like…Military?" He pushed. I just shook my head in response. So he guessed again, "CIA?"

"…I can neither confirm nor deny." That was enough of a yes for them, considering I had said no to the first guess.

"Doesn't seem common for CIA agents to come directly to the FBI. The functionality of the two is vastly different." Reid spoke this time. I suppose we had decided we could discuss CIA even though they knew I couldn't say a thing.

"The CIA isn't all as horrific as you think."

"Was your particular division as horrific as we think?" Morgan asked.

I looked down, "I cannot comment. Anyway, I was at Interpol before I came here."

"Profiling at Interpol?" Reid seemed so curious that I was briefly suspicious. I pushed that feeling away; it was Reid. He wasn't trying to dig anything up against me, he was just always curious about everything.

I shrugged my shoulders, "Sometimes."

"And the other times?" Morgan jumped back in. I just shook my head at him; while the infiltration part of the job wasn't exactly a "classified" fact, the operations themselves were. It was safer just to leave them in the dark. Besides, sometimes Reid got a little too curious and I didn't need him trying to research of all that. If the team found out about the last operation, and the relationship I had with the target, it would be the end of the line for me here.

After we finished eating and Hotch paid on the FBI issued card, we headed for the SUVs to go back to the hotel.
JJ and I were sharing a room that was strategically placed between Hotch and Rossi's rooms, and directly across from Morgan and Reid. I placed the card into the door and it beeped quietly, the light turning green, granting me entry. I went to say goodnight to them as I opened the door but saw JJ and Will horizontal with clothes scattered on the ground, and I heard JJ gasp.

"Sorry, carry on." I shut the door again quickly and smiled, turning away from the door. Morgan began laughing, obviously connecting about what just happened. I shook my head, "I guess I'll go get another room."

"I've got a spare bed in here," Hotch said as he unlocked his door. It was clear that it wasn't an offer. I would be staying in Hotch's room. He left the door open behind him for me.

I looked back to the other three and Rossi just winked at me before going into his own room. I could see how uncomfortable Reid was with just the knowledge of what was going on in there. He took the key card from Morgan's hand and went into their room, leaving their door open too.
"Now don't go destroying the team dynamic in there, okay?" Morgan joked with a smirk.

"Oh, grow up. Goodnight, Morgan," I rolled my eyes as if his suggestion was ridiculous. I turned and walked into Hotch's room, letting the door fall closed now. It locked itself once closed and I put my bag down on the bed that he clearly wasn't using.
Over the past few weeks of building a romantic relationship we had made rules about cases. We wouldn't be in each other's rooms, period. Of course if for some reason the entire team was in one of our rooms to discuss the case or for a few drinks once one was closed, then sure. But not alone. No sex, no cuddling, all professional.
Really, we hadn't had much time at home together either. Between cases and Hotch having Jack, it only left about one night a week. He usually came to my place – rather late after working – and then we would just have sex and go straight to sleep. It didn't seem like the romance had started.

I noticed him watching me and I smiled, snapping out of my thoughts. "Do you mind if I shower?"

He raised his eyebrows, "Why do you seem so nervous? We have had plenty of nights together."

I looked down, "We're on a case, in a hotel room. It's different…I feel awkward."

He shook his head, "Go ahead and shower." I nodded and grabbed my toiletries kit before closing the bathroom door, separating us.
I showered and brushed my teeth and hair, and then I realised I hadn't even brought underwear or pyjamas in with me. I bit my lip and looked at the closed door behind me. I was being silly, I knew that, but I was still nervous. I felt like Hotch and I hadn't ever shared a single moment, romantic or platonic, outside of work. I took a deep breath and wrapped the towel tightly around my body before opened the door.
His eyes seemed to pop out of his head when I walked into the room where he sat on the bed with his laptop open in front of him. He didn't say anything. I felt his eyes burning a hole into me when my back was to him. I grabbed the clothing and went back to the bathroom, closing the door again.

"Tease." He said quietly when I opened the door again, now clothed.

I tried to fight my smile, "I forgot to take underwear or clothes in with me." I zipped my things back into my go bag and dropped it to the floor, kicking it under the bed. I pulled the covers on my bed and sat down, glancing at my phone before plugging the charger into the wall and placing my phone on the nightstand.

"…What are you doing?"

"Getting into bed." I looked at him. Wasn't that obvious?

"You're seriously going to sleep in a separate bed?" He raised his eyebrows at me.

"We're on a case, Aaron. We made rules."

"The case is closed," He countered. I just looked back at him, unsure of what to do, "JJ is doing it…" he tried to reason.

I laughed then, "If JJ jumped off a cliff, would you?" I smirked.

"Emily, the case is closed, the team knows you're in here but they're not going to suspect anything. We've barely had a night together in weeks." He gave me pleading eyes. I couldn't say no to those eyes. "And if JJ jumped off a cliff, I assume she'd have a good enough reason for me to follow."
I stood and went the two steps to his bed and sat down on my side. I lay back on the pillow and suddenly felt out of place. What was I supposed to do while he worked? I could watch TV, but I didn't really feel like it and I didn't want to distract Hotch.
Suddenly, he closed his laptop and moved it and the files off the bed. He turned back and kissed me passionately. I moaned into him, surprised at the urgency in his kiss.

I lay back properly as he moved over me, moving his kisses down my neck slowly. I sighed and moved my head to give him more room. My phone started to ring but he didn't stop or pull away. "Aaron," I tried to get him to stop as I reached for my phone. I saw JJ's name and answered the call, "Oh hi there." I put the phone to my opposite ear as Hotch continued down my neck. I tried to push him away again with no success. I closed my eyes and tried to control my breathing as he moved to my collarbone, simultaneously moving my shirt up to above my breasts.

"I'm so sorry! We're…finished…if you want to come back. I'll get him out."

I almost moaned as he took a nipple into his mouth. I let out a breathy laugh, "Don't worry about it JJ. I've already taken up the spare bed in Hotch's room. You have your night of fun with him." He bit my nipple and I gasped, turning it into a cough to try and mask the sound.

JJ was quiet for a second before she spoke, "Okay…sure. I'll see you in the morning."

"See you then."

Just before I removed the phone from my ear to hang up, I heard her speak quietly, "Have fun." It was obvious that she didn't buy my cough and she made the connection of what caused the gasp. I ignored it for now. As soon as the phone call was over, I dropped my head back and let out a load moan, running my hand through his hair.

I pulled my shirt over my head and I felt his fingers slip to the waistband of both my shorts and underwear. I lifted my hips slightly to allow him to remove them. Now naked, I could feel that he had already removed his pants. I mustn't have noticed during my call with JJ.
While I was worried about how little he seemed to care if anyone found out about us, it added a thrill to the situation.

He moved back to kiss my lips. He ran his tongue along my bottom lip before I allowed access and let his tongue dominate mine. I moved my hand down between us and grabbed him. He bit my lip at the contact, and then soothed it with his tongue before continuing to kiss me. I guided him in and sighed once he was fully in and still to let me adjust. His kisses turned less aggressive and more passionate and loving as he slowly began moving. Sometimes he could be a little intense with foreplay, but he was never rough once we got to the actual thing. While I loved how gentle he was, I wouldn't mind him being rough every so often. I made a mental note to talk to him about it once home, and then I focussed in on now.

Our first night back from Miami I spent in my own apartment and Hotch spent in his with Jack. JJ had called me and basically said she would forget about what she concluded was happening on the phone. I denied that anything happened and questioned what she meant. She just insisted that she wouldn't ever bring it up.
Today, I picked up Hotch's call in the late morning, "Hi."

"Good morning, how did you sleep?"

I smiled to myself. His voice was soft and he was so caring all the time. I couldn't remember the last time I felt looked after. "Good."

"Please get dinner with me tonight?" He asked me politely.

I smiled again, "Sure. Let me know when and where."

"I will pick you up at six." He said simply. I should have guessed that he'd pick me up; he was too much of a gentleman to let me drive there myself. I accepted his invitation and we hung up.
I looked at the time and decided that I would have a light lunch now, and then finish the housework before getting ready.

When six came around, I heard a knock on the door, followed by three quick, light raps. My eyebrows furrowed as I walked to the door; the second round was a little strange. When I opened the door, I was surprised to see Jack standing in front of Hotch.
"Oh, Aaron, I—" I was about to say that I didn't want to get in the way of him and his son, but he cut me off with a long, intoxicating kiss. I melted into it and was a little disappointed when he pulled back. If Jack weren't here, I would have made him forget dinner and taken him straight upstairs.
I wasn't sure if I was dressed appropriately now. I originally thought this was a date, but Jack's presence proved that wrong.

"You look gorgeous," He kissed me again, "Are you ready?" I nodded and he guided Jack to turn around to leave. I locked the door behind me and walked with them downstairs. "I know that bringing my son to a date is kind of strange, but I also know you are really nervous about being around him, so I thought I'd try and get it over with so you can feel comfortable enough to come around after tonight."

I was nervous. I bit my lip out of habit and Hotch nudged me. When I looked at him again, his eyes were starting to fill with desire and he shook his head. I released my lip and smiled apologetically.

The restaurant wasn't too far from my apartment. Jack ran off to the kid's playroom after he told Hotch what he wanted. "I'm sorry if this is too uncomfortable for you."

"It's not." I tried.

"Emily, you haven't spoken since you opened your front door." He gave me a pointed look.

"I was just surprised. I'm just a little nervous about being around Jack," I decided to just be honest about it. He looked at me as if to ask for me to explain further. I sighed, "Haley already came between us when she found out we were sleeping together. How do you think she'll react when she finds out that I'm around Jack?"

He smiled, "Thank you for being so concerned, sweetheart, but I already spoke to Haley about you and Jack."

"You what?"

"I told her that you were in my life now and that means that you're in Jack's too. There was a little bit of an argument, but it ended relatively quickly and with understanding."
He was trying to be reassuring but I was still worried. Just because she didn't continue to argue with him, didn't mean she was okay with another woman being around her baby. Sure, she was probably seeing someone and had another man around, but she wouldn't see it that way.

Our meals came before too long and Hotch got up briefly to get Jack. I kept quiet while eating, listening and watching Jack and Hotch interact. It made me smile, seeing the love they had for each other; their bond.

Once finished, Jack returned to the playroom and Hotch looked at me, "Again, very quiet."

"You're different with him; it's adorable to watch." I smiled. I saw him look over to the playroom to locate the boy before looking back to me with a smile.

"Stay with me tonight?" He asked me. I went to object, shaking my head and looked over to Jack, "Emily, if you really don't want to spend the night with me then that's okay. Please do not turn down the offer because of Jack."

I looked into his eyes for a few seconds before replying, "Staying with you would be nice." I gave in.
He told me he would just get Jack and we'd go home. I stacked our plates up to make the waiter's job easier, and then went to pay the bill.
Hotch didn't approve of me paying. I brushed him off and insisted that it was okay. It wasn't like he was supposed to pay for every date. I was fully capable of doing that too, although I knew it was more about his pride than my financial situation.

As soon as we were in the apartment, Hotch told Jack to say goodnight. He gave me a big hug and pecked my cheek. He said a quiet goodnight and then ran down to his room. Hotch told me he'd only be a minute and then followed his son.
I took my coat off and hung it. I dropped my bag on the table beside the door and made sure the door was locked. I sat at the kitchen counter island, unsure of what I was supposed to do.
When he returned to the room, he smiled at me and walked over, kissing me long and gentle. "Thank you for coming with us tonight, and for staying here." He left his hand on my cheek. I leant into his hand and smiled. "I'll get us a drink." He kissed me again before walking around into the kitchen. He poured out two glasses of scotch and placed one in front of me. I thanked him and drank it back. He raised his eyebrows as he refilled it. "Are you okay?"

"I feel so out of place and uncomfortable." I let the words out before I thought them through. He seemed bothered by my words. "I'm sorry, I just—"

"Don't apologise. I know it must be hard to be with someone who has a young child. If you want to go—"

"That's not it. Jack's existence doesn't change anything, Aaron. He is the sweetest, most adorable little boy and watching you with him makes me lo—makes me care about you even more," I hoped he didn't catch how I almost said 'love', but I was almost positive that he did. "I just feel like I'm intruding. You don't get much time with him as it is."

"I'm going to stop you right there. Emily, if I didn't want you around or wanted time alone with him, I wouldn't have invited you tonight. Please hear me when I say that I want you with us."
I looked down and finished the last few sips of scotch in my glass. He drank his back and then walked around, pulling me to my feet. He pressed his lips to mine softly, testing the waters to make sure he hadn't gone too far. When I reciprocated, he deepened the kiss and lifted me easily. I wrapped my legs around him and he made his way down the hall – turning the lights off as he went – and placed me on his bed. "Undress." He said simply before turning and leaving the room quickly, maybe to set the alarm? I removed my shoes and dress. He returned quickly and closed the door behind him. "You call that undressed?" He smirked as he toyed with my bra clasp, latching back onto my lips.

"Thought you might want to do that part." I whispered against his lips. He flicked the clasp open easily and pulled my bra off. He moved his hands down and removed my underwear quickly.
I barely got his tie off before he lay me flat and moved down, moving to kiss up my thighs lightly. His tongue met my core and I moaned, arching up at the contact.
He was so gentle and light with his ministrations, it wouldn't take me long to be gone. I tried to keep my reactions quiet; I didn't want to wake Jack.
When I did fall over the edge, he moved a hand from my thigh to my mouth, trying to keep me quiet as I peaked. Once the moment settled, I took his hand gently from my mouth and moved it down to my neck, trying to convey what I wanted from him. He either didn't get the message or wasn't comfortable choking me. I decided to let it go for tonight; we would need to discuss those things.

He stood up for a second and removed his clothes quickly before climbing over me, meeting my lips again. I flipped us over before he could fight me on it and I sunk onto him quickly. I let out another moan, a little louder than intended; he was the perfect size to fill me completely.
I let him move my hips to how he wanted me to move, and then I took his hands and took over completely. Just as I fell over the edge the second time, he came with me, his groan louder than he intended too, it seemed.