Rossi brushes lent off of his black pants dismissively," son. You-"
"Dave," Hotch clears his throat," is she? Is she pregnant?"
Rossi regards his dress pants with little interest," why don't you ask her?"
Hotch looks through the blinds to his left. "I will."
He walks across the room so briskly he might as well be running.
"Em-Prentiss?" He realizes his tone is loud far to late he flinches," can I see you for a moment?"
Emily looks up and agitation is written all over her face," fine."
She stands, her seat slides back, and walks briskly up the cat walk and blows past Hotch," get out, Dave."
Rossi up and out within a second.
"What?" She waits impatiently with a little tap of her foot," come on Aaron."
"Are you pregnant?"
Deep warm brown eyes meet light coffee brown.
To lie or not to lie?
"How... Aaron... yes." A single tear falls down her cheek and she wipes it away as quickly as she can. The single tear turns into three and then four and then sobs. "I'm-I'm pregnant."
Hotch pulls her into a hug and words fail him and he knows that if he doesn't say what needs to be said he'll scare her away.
"I'm gonna be a father," he laughs and she hick-ups into his chest," again."
She pulls away from his warm embrace," you're not mad?" She searches his eyes for any hint of a lie.
"Mad?" His voice sounds so excited," I'm ecstatic. We're having a baby, Emily! How could I be mad?"
She can only cry harder. He's not mad. "Wait... I thought- You said we were moving to fast."
Hotch shakes his head," no. I-I messed up, Em. That's not what I meant. I was scared you would back away. I didn't want to end-"
Via his tie Aaron Hotchner is pulled down roughly by his tie. Soft feminine lips crash against his and the sound of claps and whoops sound from the door of Hotch's office.
"Hell yeah!"
"Wait to go!"
Hotch leans his forehead down on hers," I guess they know now too."
Emily shrugs," who cares?"
What would you guys think about a fic about the jet crashing? I'm getting a little bored with this... sorry it was so short..
-SH
P.S. I'll try and update tomorrow
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Undercover Love
Fanfiction"He's got a type, Aaron." "Absolutely not." A glare is fixed over the team," no. I won't make a decision like that for her." Emily clears her throat, bringing the attention away from the arguing men to her," I'll do it. If it's okay with you, Hotch...
