Blinded by Hate | a.hotchner

Chapter 41*

Warning: Sexual Content

-May-

Things were going well with Aaron and Jack. You started to develop a routine, some days you would take Jack to school and Aaron would pick up coffee, or vice versa. Cases were going well with the team, but you could tell that Strauss was breathing down Aaron's neck. She was in his office after every case, scrutinizing Aaron's decision and orders. Things between JJ and Emily started to get better, and it didn't take a profiler to notice that they were back together. Even so, no one said anything.

"I know that Strauss is on your ass. I wish I could do something to help." You said.

Your knees were straddling his back, your hands rubbing the knots out of his shoulders. Leaning down, you pressed kisses into his upper back, hearing a content sigh from his chest.

"It's not your fault, y/n. She can't help it, she's hardwired to be an ass." He mumbled into the bed.

"But I still wish I could do something. I feel useless." You started to work your hands down his spine, rubbing the muscles around his spine.

He hummed when you hit a tight knot, "You're being pretty helpful right now." He praised you, feeling the knot start to alleviate.

-June-

You and Aaron managed to get two weeks off in the beginning of June, taking Jack on a small road trip. The three of you took three days to drive down to Florida, stopping along the way for different attractions. Once in Florida, Aaron planned for trips to Disney World and Universal Studios. Jack was ecstatic to go to Harry Potter World, having re-read the books on the way down to Florida.

"Are we going to Harry Potter first, daddy?" Jack asked from his bed in the hotel, glad that you guys had finally made it to Florida.

"Yeah, buddy we are. You're going to have to get some sleep first, I don't want you to get tired." Aaron said tiredly from his spot on the bed. He insisted on driving the whole way, even though you offered many times.

Jack huffed, rolling over in his bed, "Okay." He said quietly, sleep already pulling at the young boy.

In the morning, you and Aaron were awoken by a very excited Jack jumping on your bed.

"Come on, dad! You gotta get up! It's time for Harry Potter!!" He yelled, plopping on to Aaron's chest and knocked all the air out of Aaron's lungs.

He poked your face with a finger, "You too, mama. I'm all ready to go."

You felt your body tense and your jaw slack in shock. He had never called you that before, the small word sending a wave of joy through your body.

Aaron's head snapped to look at you, his eyes wide and a tiny amount of worry behind them.

Jack hadn't realized that he said it, till he said it, "I'm sorry, y/n. I didn't mean to." He said, trying to roll off Aaron and get away from you.

Before he could get too far, you grabbed him and pulled him into a tight hug, "It's okay, Jack. I promise, it's more than okay. It's great!" You said through a wide smile.

"Really?" He asked timidly.

"Of course, bud." You said, after giving Aaron a questioning glance and receiving a nod back.

-July-

It was your birthday, and you insisted on no party. You knew that your request fell on deaf ears, but it was worth the try. When you walked into work, you were met with streamers and balloons in the bullpen.