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Chapter 1

Emily stands barefoot in the kitchen cooking dinner. She checks on the veggie lasagna in the oven before grabbing plates from the cabinet to set the table. She hears the front door open and the soft thud of Aaron's briefcase. He had been at the office all day because Strauss needed him to come in, even though it was supposed to be their day off. "Emily?" He calls out coming up the stairs of their split-level home. "Kitchen!" She calls back taking the pan from the oven and setting on the stove to cool off until it is time to serve. "Hey" she whispers before he kisses her cheek in a greeting. "How was your meeting?" She asks making two plates while he pours a glass of scotch. Emily hands him a plate and they head into the dining room. They both take a seat across from each other at their table. "Terrible. Strauss is pissed at me." He mumbles cutting up his food while Emily stares at him with sad eyes. She doesn't say anything, dreading the conversation because what she has to bring up is inevitable. They both finish their dinner in silence. Hotch refills his tumbler many times. Emily knows he had a rough day but doesn't want to object. She stands up and clears the table washing the dishes. With his glass he gets up and walks into the living room. She puts the plates into the dishwasher and plops down next to him on the couch. "Aaron?" She asks quietly. They are a good foot away from each other because she curled up into a ball leaning into the couch with her arms wrapped around her legs. "Hmm?" He asks laying his head back and looking at her. "JJ called me today," Emily says picking at a hem on her pants. "Oh yeah?" He asks with a small smile. The women talk every day. "She told me that you didn't have a meeting today..." Emily takes a small breath before continuing. "And she seen you kissing Beth by her car at the cafe next to the BAU." Emily's eyes slowly look up into his angry ones. "She's lying, Emily!" Hotch shoots up and stares at Emily. "She wouldn't just tell me that, Aaron." Emily says adjusting so she was sitting straight up too. "I would never be unfaithful! How dare you accuse me of that?" He asks anger building with each sliding moment. "Because my best friend seen you!!" She stands up crossing her arms and starts pacing. "I knew this would happen." She mumbles fighting back the sobs. What do you mean by that, Emily?" He spits out standing up walking closer to her. "If you cheated with me you, you are going to cheat on me!! How dare YOU Aaron!? You married me!" She yells now enraged. Before either Hotchner knew what was happening Emily was stumbling backwards with her cheek stinging. Her back hits the wall and she raises her hand to her cheek. Hotch stares at her. She can see the anger in his eyes. She pulls her hand away and straightens up. "I'm going to bed...... you can sleep in the guest room." She says quietly and quickly runs to their bedroom. She closes the door and locks it. She leans against it and slides down the door. He's never hit her before. Ever. She puts her head in her knees and let's the sobs escape. Hotch walks towards the guest room. He stops at the guest door and hears his wife crying. He pushes the door open and slams it behind him. How dare she........

AN- I wrote this 2 nearly 3 years ago, so please be nice! I have grown a lot as a writer since this. I just wanted all my stories in one spot. I apologize for any errors!