Scars

Chapter Five

I opened the door and walked out to the bullpen. I went to grab my bag from where I had it locked when I was part of the terrorist task force. I walked out to Prentiss and smiled.

"Hey, I figured I could tag along with you since I don't know where to go for the jet," I said to her. She smiled and put a strap over her shoulder.

"Of course. You're part of us now. Let's go," she replied. I smiled and went to follow her. We walked out the doors and to the elevator. The doors opened and we stepped in. She pressed the button for level 1.

"So," Prentiss broke the silence, "I hope you don't mind me asking but I couldn't help but notice that something is up with you and Hotch. Care to share?" I smiled and could feel myself blush. "It's ok if not but I figured you'd appreciate knowing that I'm a great listener."

"I knew Hotch when I was younger. Fun fact, I was the first one to ever call him Hotch. It was our nicknames for each other. Mine for him was Hotch. His for me was Mikey." I smiled at the memory. The first time we called each other by those names, we had been dating for 2 years. Granted it was our freshman year, but it still meant something. I was ready to get to know Aaron again. Emily's laugh interrupted my thoughts.

"Wow. I could not imagine calling Hotch anything else," she said. "I saw that smile. You guys more than friends?" Being friends with profilers was going to be hard since they noticed every little detail.

"Yeah we dated for 5 years. It was before he met Haley," I replied.

"I never knew there was anyone but Haley," Prentiss said quietly. I think it was because she was trying not to hurt my feelings.

"Yeah we didn't end on great terms. But that's a story for another time," I said. I didn't want to tell all Hotch & I's history right now. I promised Hotch I wouldn't share about his father and a lot of our story has to do with that.

"Right sorry. I understand. I look forward to hearing it though." The elevator stopped and I let Prentiss get out first. It was hard all these years to keep it to myself I must admit. But hotch had been here first and if I go telling everyone our story that will be more than overstepping. I needed to let them know my story before I involved Hotch in it.

"Thank for understanding, Emily. I don't talk about it much, but I might as well one of you," I said. I took a deep breath as we walked down the corridor to what I assumed was the jet hanger. "We met the summer before our 4th grade year. He had the kindest eyes and the loudest laugh. We got to be great friends and eventually, in 7th grade, he asked me to be his girlfriend. We dated until I left my junior year. After that he met Haley and the rest, well you already know." Prentiss stopped walking and looked at me. "Please don't profile me, Prentiss. I will admit to you and only you that I still love him. I always have loved him." Prentiss smiled at me.

"Look, Sara, I won't tell anyone but they're going to figure it out. We are profilers and we will recognize the behaviors. I just want you guys to be happy while also helping save people," Prentiss said to me. Of course, what she said made total sense to me. I knew they would eventually figure it out, but I didn't want them to find out right away.

"Thanks Emily. It feels good to talk to someone about it," I replied. I continued walking down the hallway to try and get out of the conversation. Prentiss followed me and we walked out to the tarmac. There was a jet sitting on the end getting ready for takeoff. I saw Hotch walk out in a suit with his sunglasses on. If only that man knew how I still felt about him. I walked to the jet and got on. The interior was beautiful, and I took a spot next to Reid at a table. He was reading a book. I settled myself in for the next journey.