Hotch walks back into the living room knocking over a lamp on the way. "Clean it up." He says over his shoulder before sitting down on the couch. Emily walks into the kitchen to grab and dust pan. She gets on her knees and starts cleaning it up. Hotch walks past her and shoves her into the wall with his leg. She topples into the wall glass from the broken lamp slicing her hand. She clutches her hand and runs to the bathroom careful not to drip blood on the sand brown carpet. Quickly she grabs a towel and puts pressure on the cut. "Fuck." She mumbles wrapping it up with gauze. After cleaning up the blood off the counter Emily walks into her bedroom. She changes into pajamas and stands in front of the mirror brushing her hair. She grabs a makeup wipe and starts wiping off the makeup she applied that morning. She glances at the clock ands it's only 4pm. Emily sighs and looks back at the mirror. She sees Hotch standing in the doorway but goes back to wiping off her makeup. After throwing them away she climbs into her side of the bed and lays down. "Aren't you going to make dinner, dear?" He asks with an edge in the voice. "Not tonight, dear." She says closing her eyes pulling the blanket around her. She feels the bed dip and he bends down next to her. Putting his face directly above her ear. She can feel his hot breath against her skin. "When I ask for dinner, you cook dinner. This is the only time I will ask you." He climbs back off the bed and stomps away. Emily let's out a shaky breath and covers her head with the white comforter. After a few minutes of silent cries Emily falls asleep. Not even a few hours later her phone starts to ring. Emily groans grabbing it off the stand next to her bed and slides accept. "Prentiss" she says tiredly into the phone. "We got called in. It's bad Emily. Really bad. Can you and Hotch get down here?" The panicked blonde says into her phone. "Yeah. We'll be there soon. Hotch has been drinking but I'll try and sober him up." Emily says climbing out of the bed. "See ya soon." JJ hangs up and Emily walks into the closet. She takes out her work slacks and shirt while laying Hotch's suit on the bed. She slowly walks out so see where he was. She sees him sitting in the lazy-boy watching a movie. Emily walks up behind him and bends down placing a kiss on his neck. "We have a case. JJ just called." She whispers massaging his neck with her non cut hand. "I laid out your suit for you. I'm going to make some tea." He stands up and Emily tenses. To her surprise he kisses her head and walks into the bedroom. She walks into the kitchen and puts a kettle on the stove turning it on high. After letting it heat up she pours it in Hotch's coffee cup and puts a tea bag in it. She leaves it by the briefcase on the counter and heads to the bedroom to get dressed. She walks in and quickly slips out of her pajamas and puts on her work clothing. Emily grabs her gun holstering it and grabs her credentials. "Ready?" She asks after putting on minimal makeup. "Let's rock and roll." He says after grabbing her stuff. The couple walk out to their SUV and drive off. Much to Emily's relief, no fighting.....
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FanfictionAaron Hotchner and Emily Prentiss are having an extremely rocky marriage. Will they be able to survive it all? Trigger Warning: Domestic Violence/Rape I WROTE THIS A REALLY LONG TIME AGO! PLEASE BE NICE AND REALIZE THIS IS OLD AND I"VE GROWN FROM TH...