Undercover Love

Of Batmen and Deception

Nearly five months pregnant, and showing, Emily's pregnancy pains are starting to show.

"Emily?" The early morning hours are evident in his husky voice. "Emily?" Panic seats itself hard on his sternum. "Emily!" Blankets thrown aside he jogs through his apartment armed with nothing but his fist. "Emily!"

A deep sigh is emitted when he sees brunette hair splayed over the back of the couch. This time her names leaves his lips in a relieved sigh.

Dark hazel eyes blink and glance around the room before falling on the bare chest of Aaron Hotchner. "Heey." Her own voice is thick with sleep.

He seats down on the edge of the couch," you scared me." He leans against the couch and tenderly touches her hand which is rubbing her stomach.

Jack runs into the room, interrupting the tender show of affection, with a leap and a shout. "Daddy! Daddy! Do you know what today is?"

Hotch catches the over excited eight year old in his arms and a smile, that just a couple months ago could only be brought on by Jack himself, spreads over the older profiles face. "Can I have a hint?"

Jack giggles and squirms in his father's arms," you know silly!"

Hotch shakes his head and looks puzzled to Emily," do you know, Em?"

To Emily Prentiss nothing could top the adorable father/son moments that Hotch and Jack exchanged. So when he turned to her, dimples flashing, mischief in his eyes, and the cutest grin tugging at his lips, there's nothing she could have done to not smile. "I don't know. Jack, why don't you just give us a hint? We're clueless!"

Jack sighs dramatically and takes his father's face in between his tiny hands," daddy. Today is October. We're having a party at uncle Dave's!"

Hotch fakes surprise," what? No way! Well what're dressing up as?"

Jack blushes, his father doesn't know what they're dressing up as, and turns to Emily," it's a surprise."

Emily gives him a wink," that's right."

Hotch frowns, a sign not always of unhappiness with him it can mean confusion like in this case, and looks between Emily and Jack. "A surprise?"

Emily smiles at Jack and Jack grins. He ducks his head and inaudibly whispers," we changes costumes."

Hotch, still puzzled and slightly worried, attacks his sons side with vigorous callused fingers. After writhing about for a good couple seconds Jack submits to his father's will. "Costumes!" He giggles and tries to twist away," we changed the costumes!"

Hotch let's Jack go and Emily can see exactly what Hotch isn't going to say.

"Don't worry," she seats up and takes his hands. "They're not bad. I promise it's not as bad you as you think."

|Exactly Six Hours Later|

"I'm Batman?"

Who better to dress as a dark brooding billionaire than the Behavioral Analysis' own Dark Knight?

"Well," Jack, who insist his costume is a surprise and has to wait for last, smiles," you were gonna be Captian America."

Emily slides the cowl down over Hotch's face and smiles," but we figured as much as you are our Captian America, the Dark Knight himself suits you better."

He looks at himself in the mirror," I look ridiculous."

Jack, aka their secret weapon, wraps his short arms around Hotch's thigh. "But you're my superhero daddy!"