Hotch's Inner Freak | By : tbird1965 Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 17044 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Emily woke slowly. She stretched her arms over her head, sighing happily. "Morning sleepy head." She glanced up, Aaron was sitting in her bed, his back leaning against the headboard. "Morning." she said, yawning. "I spoke with Morgan already. He and Reid are bringing my car here later this morning. We are cleared to stay off work until Monday." "So what's the "official" reason for our absence?" Emily asked. "Well the team knows the truth. But for the record?" He raised his eyebrow. "We had the flu." "Works for me." she said sitting up and stretching again. She winced a little as she stood up, the area between her leg felt swollen and tender. "Little sore?" he asked. She looked at him and nodded. "Just a little." "Yeah, me too." he said ruefully. "My dick hurts so bad I had to sit down to pee this morning." Emily grimaced and walked gingerly to the bathroom. When she used the toilet, she gritted her teeth at the burning sensation. Despite her discomfort, she smiled inwardly. These past few days really had been the best of her life. Last night Aaron had made no mention of leaving. The 48 hours had expired and from his behavior, the drugs had completely left his system. But yet, he had stayed. Eating dinner with her, cleaning up the kitchen, watching TV. Eventually they had gone to bed together, kissing, touching, talking and laughing together into the wee hours of the morning. Emily had known that she cared for Special Agent Aaron Hotchner. She respected and admired that man. But now that she had met and spent time with the private Aaron Hotchner. She knew she was a goner. She was head over heels in love with the whole man. Beneath his stoic, responsible "work" persona, lurked a man who was funny, witty, interesting, kind, gentle, caring and passionate. Sighing, she headed back into the bedroom. Aaron was holding his cell phone is his hand. She could tell from his demeanor and tone of voice that he was talking to five year old Jack. "Yeah, Buddy. I'm feeling much better. I'll be there to pick you up later today." "Okay Daddy. I miss you. Did Miss Emily take good care of you while you were sick. She's pretty. Don't you think she's pretty Daddy?" "I do think she's pretty." Aaron said, smiling at Emily. "And she took very good care of me." "You know, Daddy? I've been doing some serious thinking and we need to talk." Emily stifled a giggle at the no-nonsense tone in the mini-Hotchner's voice. Like father, like son she thought. "What's that, Buddy?" Aaron asked. "I think we need a girlfriend, Daddy." Jack said, his voice deadly serious. Aaron struggled not to laugh. Taking a deep breath, he asked "We need a girlfriend? Why?" They could both hear Jake sigh heavily. When he began to speak his voice was as slow and patient as a five year old can sound. "Daddy. It's important to have a lady in your life." "Oh it is, is it?" "Yes." Jack continued slowly. "They smell good and they give you hugs and kisses. You need to have hugs and kisses, Daddy." "But what about Jessica? Doesn't she give you hugs and kisses?" "Daddy." Jack drew out the word, clearly losing patience with his father's inability to grasp the simplest concept. "Jessica can't be our girlfriend. She's a rela, rela…." Jack stumbled on the word. "A relative?" Aaron prompted him. "That's right." Jack's voice sounded excited now. "Relatives can't be your girlfriend." Emily was watching Aaron, choking back her laughter. "Well Jack?" Aaron asked, "Do you have someone in mind to be our girlfriend?" "Miss Emily." the little voice said with finality. "Well when should we ask her?" Aaron asked, winking at Emily. "We should invite her for mac and cheese night." Jack said, his voice excited. "That sounds like a good idea, Buddy. She's right here. Do you want to ask her yourself?" "Yes!" Jack squealed. Aaron handed the phone to Emily. She smiled and took it from his hand. "Hey Jack. It's Emily. How are you doing?" she said into the phone. "I'm great, Miss Emily." he said, his voice excited. "Thanks so much for taking care of my Daddy." "It was my pleasure, Jack." she said, smiling up at Aaron. "Well we want to thank you and invite you over for Mac and Cheese night. Please say yes." he pleaded. "I would love to come for Mac and Cheese night. That's my favorite food." "Yeah!" Jack yelled into the phone. "It will be fun and Daddy and I have a very important question to ask you." "Okay Jack." Emily said, smiling. "Do you want to talk to your Dad again?" "No. That's okay. See ya' soon. Bye." and the line went dead. Emily handed the cell phone back to Aaron. "Mac and Cheese night?" she asked, her eyebrow raised. "Saturday night. Around 6." He said climbing out of bed. "Where are you going?" She called after him. "I just thought of something. A surprise. Wait here and close your eyes."
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