Only You- Aaron Hotchner One Shots

Find You (part 4)

summary: you and aaron adjust to life with your daughter months after your recovery.

pairing : au! doctor aaron hotchner & fem!reader

contains: mentions of hospitals and some medical tools/jargon, pregnancy, raising an infant, fluff like to a tooth rotting degree, minor explicit language

word count: 4.1K

a/n: the part 4 i wasn't expecting writing but here we are! and yes, i 100% used one of the doctors from chicago hope in here. AND YES, i named the baby but you can pretend the name is whatever you want haha p.s. i am no doctor and have done minimal research on some of the content of this one shot. and being that this is a work of fiction we are just going to roll with it and not worry about how this may not be likely to happen in real life :)

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Your life had changed drastically in such a short amount of time that it was almost crazy to believe that this was your life.

Your car accident was well over a year ago now, with your memory coming back fine and dandy.

You had married Aaron in the wedding of your dreams.

And about two months ago, you had finally welcomed your baby girl into the world.

During the entire pregnancy, Aaron was there every step of the way. He read every book he could get his hands on, he brought you to see the best doctors that he knew, and he took care of you more than he normally did. He was on top of your prenatal care from the day you told him you were pregnant all the way up until the day you gave birth to your baby girl.

Isabella Hotchner. Or Izzy, as you both called her.

From the moment she was in your arms, she had you both wrapped around her little fingers. She had the perfect combination of your features and Aaron's, a mini us as Aaron had said. You were happy that she had inherited Aaron's dimples and his honey eyes.

Now that Izzy was in your lives, it took some adjusting to your normal routine. It wasn't just you and Aaron anymore. It took some time to get into new habits but you and Aaron finally found a system through trial and error. You were thankful that most nights, if Izzy woke up from her sleep, Aaron would be the first one to leap out of bed to go check on his daughter.

A few times, you snuck in behind him to peer into her nursery to see what kind of magic touch that Aaron had to get her to stop crying. And everytime it was the same thing: he'd hold her close to his chest, rock her side to side, and talk to her in such a calm tone. He'd talk to her about anything and everything. Sometimes it was the weather, sometimes it was about his day– leaving out the gruesome details that could come with being a doctor at the hospital, of course– and other times it was about you.

Aaron always told Izzy stories about the two of you to calm her down, explaining how the two of you met, fell in love, how she was the product of the amazing love that you two shared. And just when you didn't think it was possible, you had fallen even more in love with your husband, your soulmate, the one who you knew would never steer you or your daughter wrong.

And more often than not, Aaron would wake up early too so that you could catch up on your rest and let your body heal after you gave birth.

Which is why when you woke up early one morning, feeling his sheets on the side of his bed cold and empty, you figured he was up playing with Izzy and keeping her occupied.

You sat up in bed, stretching your arms and letting out a big yawn before rubbing your eyes with the back of your hand. You glanced at the clock to see that it read 8am, a lot later than normal for a weekend day for you and you knew that it was because Aaron was up and about early to take care of Izzy while you slept.