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Time To Move On	By : tbird1965 Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 1489 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Time To Move On
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WARNING: This is a very, very, very Beth friendly story. If you don't like her...turn back now.
This is just a little oneshot that's been rattling around in my head, pretty much since the introduction of Beth. I just love how she makes him smile. =)
I think Hotch is ready to move on, it's time he keeps his promise to Haley, but before he can take that "next step" with Beth, she's needs to hear the whole story. Please read and review. I hope you like it.
"Mmmmm." Aaron Hotchner moaned low in his throat as his tongue tangled passionately with the woman draped across his lap. It had been far too long since he had felt this way. Felt the warmth and affection of a woman that wanted him, desired him.
"Oh, I meant to tell you." He whispered, trailing his lips down her neck, his long fingers burrowing in her dark curly hair. "You've been given the Jack Hotchner seal of approval."
"I have?" She pulled back, a happy grin on her flushed face. "Really?"
"Really." Aaron said, pulling her back down and trailing kisses down her jaw line. "He said, and I quote, 'She's really nice. Can she be your girlfriend?'"
"And what do you think about that?" The woman teased.
"What do I think about what?" He captured her lips and tongue in another long kiss."
"Me." She gasped when he released her lips. "Being your girlfriend?"
"Oh, I think that could be a distinct possibility." He groaned, shifting her body slightly, trying to ease the pressure on his growing erection.
"Well then ask me." She huffed, slapping him lightly on the arm.
"Ow. Not if your going to hit me like that."
"Aaron." She groaned.
"Oh okay." He pulled her face back to his and kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring the inside of her mouth. "Beth. Would you be my girlfriend?"
"I thought you'd never ask." She giggled, leaning down to pepper kisses across his face.
He moaned low in his throat as he captured her lips again. His large hands running up and down her back, sending shivers of pleasure down her spine. As his tongue danced with hers, she placed her hands on his stomach, splaying her fingers across the fabric of his shirt, slowly trailing her fingers down lower and lower.
"Beth." He pulled back, grabbing her hands with his.
"I'm sorry. Was that too aggressive? You're not ready are you?"
"Oh I'm more then ready." He groaned. "Can't you tell?" Moving his hips, he rubbed his erection against her leg. He leaned forward and kissed her softy before pulling away, his eyes searching hers.
"But?" She sighed.
He stared at her, his face suddenly sad. "But there are things we need to talk about first. You need to know about Haley."
"Okay." She nodded her head and slipped off his lap onto the sofa. "She passed away, didn't she?'
Aaron sighed and rubbed a shaking hand across his forehead. "She was murdered."
"What? How?"
"By a serial killer. George Foyet."
"The Reaper?" She said, her eyes widening in horror. "I remember reading about him. He stabbed a Federal Agent and then later..." Her hands flew open to cover her mouth. "That was you ? Oh Aaron."
"Haley and I had already been divorced for over a year. She said I'd stopped being a husband and that I'd never been a good father."
"Aaron, that can't be true. You're a wonderful father."
"She didn't think so. My job made it hard for me to be home." He shook his head sadly. "I found out later she'd been seeing someone else."
Reaching over, Beth gently took his hand, he squeezed hers gratefully. Taking a deep breath he continued speaking. "In 2009 I received a call from an agent I had worked with in Boston. He was dying and he wanted me to know about a deal he had made with The Reaper.
"A deal?" She frowned. "What kind of deal."
"Foyet agreed to quit killing if this agent would stop the investigation. He did and the killings stopped. But the deal was only good for as long as this agent was alive. The day he died, George Foyet killed 4 people. He called me and offered me the same deal. I refused and that night he boarded a bus and he killed..." His deep voice cracked with emotion. "...he killed all six people. I can't help but wonder if I'd have taken the deal, could I have spared those people's lives?"
"Could you have done that?" She ran her thumb gently across his hand. "Could you have lived with yourself if you'd made a deal like that?"
"I don't know." He shook his head sadly. "I've asked myself that question a million times. In hindsight I want to say I could, but in reality, I know I couldn't. I just couldn't make a deal with a killer." He looked up, his eyes pleading for her to understand. She squeezed his hand and nodded for him to continue. "We caught him, but he managed to escape."
He sighed shakily and ran his hand across his face. "I kept looking for him, but I had no leads. One night, I returned home from a case and he was there, in my apartment."
"And he stabbed you?" She whispered.
"Seven times. But worse then that, he'd taken Haley's information from my address book and knew how to find my family. We immediately contacted her and despite her objections, both she and Jack were placed into protective custody. I couldn't see my son." His voice broke in a sob. "I wasn't even allowed to know where he was."
"Oh Aaron." She leaned her head against his arm, hugging him gently.
"There were times when I was sure I would never see Jack again. That I would never know my son. George Foyet had managed to take away the most important thing in my life and there was nothing I could do about it. But at least they were safe, or so I thought." He paused for a moment. "Somehow Foyet found the agent assigned to protect them. He tortured him, but he wouldn't tell him where Haley and Jack were. Foyet used his cell phone and was able to reach Haley. He told her that her location had been compromised and that I was dead."
"Oh Aaron." Tears streamed down her face.
"He was able to lure them back to our house. The bastard called me." A sob caught in his throat. "He called me and I listened as he shot her." He ran a hand across his face, wiping away the tears. Turning his face to hers, he watched her expression carefully. "I killed him, Beth. With my bare hands, I beat him to death."
"I'm so sorry." She whispered, wrapping her arms around him and hugging him tightly.
"Well I really know how to kill the mood, don't I?" He joked, burying his face against her neck. "But you needed to know. Are you sure you even want to get involved with a man like me?"
She pulled back and looked him in the eyes, her expression fierce. "More then ever." She whispered hoarsely. "But are you ready?"
"I am." He said, pressing his lips to hers. "It's time for me to move on. Haley would want me to. The last thing she said to me, she made me promise I'd show Jack that I'm not always so serious. She wanted him to believe in love, because she said it's the most important thing. I have scars Beth, both physical and emotional. But I want to do this, with you, if you'll have me."
"Of course I'll have you." Reaching up, she pulled his face to hers. This time their kiss was fiercer, more passionate, their tongues tangled together roughly. "Come on." She said, pulling out of his arms and standing up beside the couch. Holding out her arm, she urged him to take her hand.
Taking a deep breath, he placed his hand in hers and let her pull him to his feet.
When they reached his bedroom, he dropped her hand and walked over to the bed, clicking on a small bedside lamp. It cast a soft glow around the room.
"Are you nervous?" She asked, still standing in the open doorway.
"Yes." He smiled shyly. "Come here."
She stepped into his waiting embrace and pressed her face against his chest. "Are you nervous?" He asked, running his fingers through her dark hair. She nodded, her face still hidden. Running his hand down her cheek, he lifted her chin and placed a soft kiss on her lips. "We don't have to do this now. We can wait."
"I don't want to wait anymore Aaron." She said, reaching up and fingering the buttons on his shirt. Standing on tiptoes she kissed him passionately as she began to slowly undo the buttons. He gasped and placed his hands over her's, mumbling 'scars' against her lips. "I don't care." Her voice firm. "I want to see you."
Trembling he met her steady gaze, seeing only longing and acceptance, he nodded his head and released her hands.
"Oh Beth." He groaned softly as she pushed his shirt from his shoulder's, her lips and tongue grazing over each raised scar. Stepping back she quickly pulled her own shirt over her head and returned to her exploration of his chest. "Mmmmmm." He moaned again, running his large hands down her back. She giggled softy as his fingers played beneath the straps of her bra, before moving quickly to unhook the garment. Lowering her arms, she let it slide off to land between their feet.
"Oh no you don't." He laughed as she moved to press her breasts against his chest. "I want to see." Gripping her shoulder's he pressed gently until she took a step back. "Beautiful." He whispered, running the backs of his hands down her chest and across her raised nipples.
"Aaron." She sighed, when he lowered his head and captured one nipple with his teeth, his tongue flicking and licking across the sensitive nub. Her head fell back in ecstasy as he kissed and nibbled his way up her chest, neck and over her chin. When he captured her lips in a searing kiss, she reached down and began tugging frantically at his belt. Hands and lips flew everywhere in their eagerness to undress. They fell back across the bed, laughing, naked flesh pressed to naked flesh.
"You feel so good." He whispered hoarsely in her ear as his hands rubbed all over her bare skin. "It's been so long, Beth, I may not..."
"Shhhhhh." She placed a finger to his lips. "Didn't you say that Jack is at his Grandparents for the entire weekend?"
"Yesssssss." He hissed through gritted teeth as her hand closed around the heated skin of his erection.
"So we have all the time in the world." She said stroking him lightly. "And right now I just need to feel you."
He watched in wonder as she rolled on her back and spread her legs open for him. "You're killing me here." He sighed, positioning himself between her legs. "I hope you know that."
"I think you'll live." She laughed reaching between them and guiding him to her opening. He groaned softly as he pushed himself slowly into her hot wetness.
"Oh Beth." He gasped, burying his face against her neck and thrusting deeper inside of her. He held still, his breath coming in shaky pants. "You feel so good. I just...I can't..."
"Shhhh." She whispered, running her hands up and down his back, soothing him. "It's okay."
Pushing himself up on shaking arms, he slowly moved his hips, dragging his cock in and out her warmth. She stared up at him, watching as his handsome face grew tense with concentration as he began to thrust faster and faster, driving himself deeper and deeper inside. She could feel the large muscles of his back tremble as he struggled to hold back.
"Aaron." She ran her hand across his sweaty cheek and down his back. "Let it go. This is just for you."
He let out a soft groan of relief and lowered himself on top of her. His thrusts becoming faster and more erratic.
"Just let it go." She breathed in his ear, burying her fingers into his thick black hair.
"Uhhhhh" He hissed in her ear as his back tensed. She smiled and reached down to squeeze the rounded cheeks of his ass as she felt him come. He grunted and thrust inside of her with each forceful jerk of his cock, milking jet after jet of come from his twitching cock. Finally, with one last thrust, he groaned and collapsed shuddering on top of her, panting heavily. Kissing the side of his head, she soothed him as his breathing slowly returned to normal.
Grinning he pushed himself up on his arms and stared down at her.
"Better?" She asked, reaching up to wipe away the traces of sweat and tears from his face.
"I really needed that." He said, his voice barely audible.
She nodded her head and kissed him playfully. Groaning he rolled off her and onto the bed, wrapping her up in his strong arms. "I know I used to last longer then that." He sighed, nuzzling her neck and placing gentle kisses across shoulders.
"And we have all weekend to work on your stamina." She moaned as he gently bit the sensitive spot between her neck and her shoulder. "Consider it training."
"Training huh?" He smiled, his brown eyes happy. "Good thing I have such an amazing training partner. Let's see if I need any work on my fingering techniques." He teased as he slid his hand down her stomach and rubbed his fingers against her wet folds."
"Excellent place to start." She sighed happily.
The End.
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