Riven Maris Vale doesn't want to be here. She left the FBI six years ago without a word-after a case went wrong, after a victim died, and after the man she almost fell for walked away first. Now she's back in the BAU, sharp as ever, colder than before, and assigned to work under Unit Chief Aaron Hotchner. They don't talk about Chicago. They don't talk about what almost happened. And they sure as hell don't talk about the rules they're about to break. But when the past resurfaces with a new case-and a new killer-Hotch and Riven are forced to confront the one truth they've both buried for too long: Some lines were meant to be crossed. WARNING: THIS IS A SECOND CHANCE ROMANCE! THERE IS DETAILED SMUT AND FOUL LANGUAGE! AND YES IT GOES FASTER THAN NORMAL!

A series of unsolved murders in Rusk County, Texas, has Sheriff Jules Knox at her wit's end as the clues seem to point in different, confusing directions. So, despite her dislike of bureaucrats, she contacts the FBI for help. The case file ends up in SSA Hotchner's desk and after a brief look, he decides that the BAU would consult and keep an eye on it while they work on more urgent cases. Until there is a shift in the case, and the bodies start dropping in a faster rate. Sheriff Knox communicates with Agent Hotchner interrupting him from other cases. He doesn't like her attitude, but decides that it is time for the BAU to fly down to Rusk, Texas. Will the two be able to work alongside each other?

Aaron Hotchner, dates a younger woman. Maybe they fall in love? Maybe there's some spice? Still trying to figure it out. Aaron meets Julia in D.C She's young, beautiful and successful in her field. He's older and focused on his job and his son. Dating isn't on his radar at all... until he meets her. Very open to constructive... KIND... criticism or suggestions.

Nervous to start your new job the next morning, you go out for drinks at a bar. You meet a man there and hit it off, not knowing he would become your boss the next day. top rankings #6 - #cmfanfic (March 5, 2022)

"tu es mon passé, présent et futur, mon amour." -aaron hotchner reinstate's one of the best agents the b.a.u had ever seen. aaron hotchner. indestructible, emotionless, distant. cascade moreau. flirty, reckless, impenetrable. how can two individuals with such certain, unique personalities, became the same when love is added to the conversation.- TAKING THIS DOWN TO EDIT IT WILL BE BACK UP SOON

>>SECOND BOOK TO 'Unsaid Emily'(not required to read, but it's the bomb :3) THIRD BOOK OUT NOW<< After the death of Emily Prentiss, Rosalie quits her job in the field. Y/N L/N joins the BAU, now taking the loved girls place; little does she know the spot she has taken will create nothing but enemy relationships with the team and she does her best to get them to warm up to her.

"what am i supposed to do when the best part of me was always you?" "you made your choice, aaron. please. let me go." *** in which aaron hotchner's first and greatest love joins the bau.

"It might take a year, it might take a day, but whats meant to be will always be will always find it's way" "You said I was the best thing that ever happened to you!You said I was great! You said I could be great! You said we were destined to be together, meant to be! You said it to my family you said it to me and now I wish you never had, because you did not mean any of it" I shouted "I meant it, every single word" he said "No you didn't! If you meant it you wouldn't have left me" I said. The day Stephanie Ruiz meet Aaron Hotchner, that's the day her life changed forever.

in which they miss each other ♡

"Why didn't you wait for backup?" He yelled. "I didn't want him to get away." I said, walking further into the room. "You disobeyed my direct order." He said, still yelling. "Would you have rather me let him get away?" I said, getting louder. Not quite as loud as him. "You could have been shot." He said, still yelling. He took a step closer to me. "I know." "You could have been killed." He said, softer. "I know." I said, almost a whisper. "Your insubordination could have ended in death Catherine." He yelled inches away from my face. "I know." I said, getting louder. "I don't know how you could be so careless." He said, continuing to yell. "I'm sorry." "You're sorry?" He said, yelling. He put his thumb and middle finger on the bridge of his nose. "Hotch, I-" his lips came crashing onto mine.