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[whispydoll]

deadass gonna start writing fan fic again someone gimme hotch x reader prompts 😛😛😛😛

[skylarmoon71]

Aaron Hotchner (Criminal Minds) Chapter 35

A little recap feels a bit appropriate.

Because once again you wake with a warm body pressed to you. Looking over, you blush.

“I really lack self control.”

This has definitely happened already.

~Last Night~

“I should have remembered sooner. I shouldn’t have forgotten. (Y/N) I’m-”

You quiet his apologies, kissing him again. Hotch’s hand slips into your hair. When you begin tugging at his jacket, he doesn’t need to solve that mystery. You want it gone.

Retracting, he can see the desire that’s clear on your face. The unfiltered love. You’ve been hoping for this far too long to sit around blaming him for something that was so out of his control. His jacket hits the ground so fast, and you practically pounce on him.

“It’s real. This is real. Is it real?”

There is so much running through your head.

You’re pawing at him, and he isn’t exactly complaining. You can’t do much but moan when your back connects with a wall. Your hands move to your own clothing, fighting to get rid of it. You only manage getting out of the shirt.

“Slow down.”

It’s a whisper, and you whine.

You really don’t want to. Lowering your hands, you finally get a chance to fully breathe. Hotch smiles at you.

“Are you that eager to get me naked?”

You can’t fight the blush, or deny his words.

“You’re such a child sometimes I swear.”

He enjoys teasing you too much. Hotch leaves a kiss right on your forehead.

“I love you.”

Just those words are enough to make you crumble.

You pull him back down for a kiss and he accepts eagerly. He smiles into the kiss as you begin leading him towards the bedroom. You both fumble up the stairs and the second you make it into the bedroom, you’re annoyed that he’s still in his suit. You’d only managed to get the jacket off.

He must pick up on your annoyance, because he smiles again. His fingers slip between the knot of his tie, and he loosens it, sliding it right out of the collar. You sort of stare at the action.

“Woah..”

He grins.

“What is it?”

“I thought that one hand tie removal thing was only in the movies.” He raises a brow, that grin still planted on his lips. You’re still admiring him, taking in the situation. You reach for him this time, and this kiss you share is slower, soft.

He welcomes it, hands settling on your hips. You’ve been longing for this the minute you came back. It’s still hard to grasp, because you were convinced that Hotch would never look at you that way again. It was painful, but the sheer happiness on his face when he talks about Jack and Hayley, it’s what has given you the strength. You pull back, licking your lips.

“I love you Hotch.”

He smiles, pressing a deeper kiss, one that you return, giggling when he takes you to the bed.

That night was everything that you’d hoped for. You had the love of your life back, he had his family. You couldn’t describe how blessed you were. When you wake the following morning it still feels like a dream.

You turn over in the covers and he’s laying right there. Dark hair, disheveled, but so very handsome. Your fingers run through the short locks appreciatively. The action makes him stir. His head faces you, eyes just barely opening.

“Good morning.”

Hotch’s sleepy voice greets.

You smile. He pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“You didn’t run out this time, that’s a good sign.”

“I-In my defense I had just slept with my boss. I’m not that great at personal confrontation.”

He knows that. It was cute watching you get shy over something like this.

He brushes your hair to the side, admiring the red marks on your neck. He knows for a fact when you’re getting dressed today you’ll probably bypass them and ultimately get probed by Garcia about it. He can’t wait to see your reaction to that.

“Why are you grinning like that?”

“No reason.” He replies.

“Hmmm.”

You don’t believe him for a second. You look down. Lifting the blanket to take a peak.

“H-Hey, when did you get those boxers on?” You accuse.

“About round three when you were completely knocked out. I woke up to get you a drink, but you just mumbled about me being a beast and fell asleep.”

“O-Oh.”

You remembered that. Your cheeks are glowing. He really was a beast.

“We should get ready, we have work in two hours."

He’s right.

Although it’s his suggestion, he’s looking at you like he wants to stay in bed and go through a couple more rounds.

“Then we should really-w-what are you doing?”

He slides under the covers, and you figure it out when his hands gently grip your thighs.

“Shit..”

Your head drops back on your pillow, and you grip at the sheets.

“A-Aaron w-wait we really should..”

You can’t complete the thought. He’s kissing along your thighs. The closer he gets, the less you resist. When his lips finally land where you need them, you moan.

You are definitely going to be late for work. 

[haileygarciasunshine]

Two Booth’s

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x Seeley Booth’s Sister!Reader 

Word Count: 2,555

Warning: Violence, Graphic-ish, Mentions of drinking, Blood, Kinda goryish (Watch the episode you’d understand)

Summary: The reader is Seeley Booth’s sister. When he is stumped on a case that’s pressed for time, he reaches out to his sister and her team for help.

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Aaron Hotchner Masterlist

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Criminal Minds x Bones Cross Over.

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Based off the Bones episode The Woman in the Car

At the Club

“Are you too going to keep dancing around the fact you both have feelings for each other? Or are you going to do something about it?” Derek questioned, nudging you slightly as you kept your gaze on Hotch.

He was across the bar, with a tall busty blonde, whom had his attention since he walked in.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You stated nonchalantly as you took a sip of your drink.

“Alright lover girl, whatever you say.” He commented rolling his eyes. “Like he hasn’t been giving me a death glare, since you sat down.”

“Huh?” You asked, finally breaking your gaze turning towards your best friend.

“Baby girl, anyone with two eyes can see you have feelings for each other.”

It was your turn to roll your eyes. “Come on.” You spoke standing up, extending an hand towards him. “Let’s dance.”

“Okay, but if boss man gets mad at me, it’s on you.” He teased.

Making your way to the dance floor, you quickly joined your group of co-workers.

“So nice of you to finally join us, Y/N.” Emily teased as she kept dancing with her partner.

“I couldn’t let you have all the fun, now could I?” You teased back.

As you were dancing with Derek, you couldn’t help the stolen glances you shot over his shoulder.

Hotch was still paying attention to the blonde.

Sighing you shook your head. He was never going to feel the same way about you.

“Hey, Kid.” Derek spoke bringing your attention back to him. “I know a way, we can make him jealous.”

“Oh, yeah?” You questioned tilting your head to the side. “How so?” You raised an eyebrow in question.

Without another word, his hands landed on your hips spinning you around. Your back was against his front. He swayed your hips in unison to the beat of the music. After a few moments, you leaned back against him, as you let your hands wander to his neck.

“Mind if I cut in?” A familiar voice spoke.

Before you could respond, you were now face to face with Hotch. His firm hands landed on your hips, as he tugged you impossibly closer to him.

You threw your arms around his shoulders, as you continued dancing.

“I’ve wanted to get you alone since we got here.” He spoke into your ear.

“You were too busy with bottle blonde Barbie over there.” You spat.

“Are you jealous?” He teased, sending you a toothy grin as he pulled back.

“No.” You replied quickly.

Grinning, he leaned into you. “Let’s get out of here.”

                                        -----

Groaning, you stepped out of your car, with a pounding headache. 

“Good morning, sleeping beauty.” Derek greeted, with a smile.

“Why are you yelling?” You asked rubbing your temples, walking beside him towards the elevator in the parking garage. 

Derek chuckled in response, walking into the elevator. “Who do you love?” He questioned handing you his extra cup of coffee, you hadn’t noticed he had until now.

“Derek Morgan, I love you.” You responded, beaming as you took a drink of your coffee. You let out a content sigh.

“That’s what I thought.” Derek teased, nudging your shoulder with his. “How’d it go with Hotch?”

Frowning you shook your head. “I...I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Come on, Y/N/N, you left with the boss man.” He continued teasing.

You smiled before shrugging in response.

“Girl, you gotta give me those details.”

“You and Penelope are the only ones who, that I like Hotch.” You murmured.

The elevator doors, opened revealing your floor, saving you from having to response.

“Hey, guys.” Spencer grinned, getting you and Derek. 

“Morning, Spence.” You beamed, hooking your arm in Spencer’s, walking together into the BAU office.

                                        -----

Sitting in the conference room, you were one of the first ones in the room. 

“Goodmorning, Y/N.” Hotch beamed, walking towards you. 

“Morning, Love Birds.” Rossi greeted, joining you and Hotch in the room.

Giggling, you rolled your eyes, before shaking your head. “Morning, old man.”

“Ouch.” Rossi responded, placing a hand over his chest in mock pain.

The rest of the team quickly filed into the conference room. Derek and Spencer, took their usual spots on either side of you.

“This case is in Florida...” JJ began briefing on the case.

You couldn’t help but become distracted by your phone. Every few minutes, it would buzz signalling someone was trying to call you.

“Sorry.” You spoke, glancing at your phone. Ice began coursing through your veins, as you saw how many missed calls you had. Realizing they were all from the same person, your heart began beating rapidly. 

“Excuse me, I have to take this.” Your voice filled with urgency. 

Everyone in the room, turned to glance at you, as they tried to read you.

Making your way outside the room, you quickly dialed the person that had been blowing up your phone.

“Booth.”

“Seeley, it’s me.” You responded.

“Y/N.” Your brother sighed. Knowing him, you could see him rubbing his face in frustration.

“What is it?” You questioned, tapping your foot anxiously.

“I...I need help with a case.”

“Okay, shoot.”

“There’s an eight year old boy missing. His father, Carl, is under witness protection.” 

You hummed in response, signalling for him to continue.

“He is to testify in two days against, the KBC Systems.” He continued. 

Sighing, you pinched the bridge of your nose. “Hold on.”

Opening the door, you walked into the conference room. “Guys, I’m sorry.” 

“Is everything alright, Y/N?” Rossi questioned. 

“It’s...It’s Seeley...He needs out help.” You hesitantly responded, not lifting your gaze from the floor.

Placing your phone on speaker, Booth, let the rest of the team know, what he had told you. 

“We’ll be there shortly.” Hotch responded, catching everyone by surprise.

                                       -----

Hotch, had take you and Rossi in the SUV. It wasn’t a long drive to the Jeffersonian. The car ride was quiet, before Rossi broke it.

“You okay?” He questioned nonchalantly. 

Without breaking your gaze from out of the window, you could feel Hotch’s gaze on you from the review mirror. 

“I’ll be alright.” You huffed out. “Why is it always kids?” You questioned in a somber tone.

“I wish I knew the answer to that, kid.” Rossi responded, his tone matching yours.

                                       -----

“Booth Junior!” Dr. Hodgins exclaimed, rushing towards you, tugging you in for a tight hug. 

Giggling you returned the hug with the same enthusiasm. “It’s nice to see you again Hodgins.”

“Let’s not go that long again.” He spoke pulling away, leaving his hands on your upper arms. 

The sound of someone clearing their throat filled the air around you. Quickly the rest of the Jeffersonian team joined you and Hodgins.

“This is SSA Hotchner, SSA Rossi, SSA Morgan and SSA Reid.” You spoke motioning towards each agent as you spoke. 

“Nice to meet you.” Angela spoke, with a grin. “This is Doctor Hodgins, Doctor Saroyan..” Her voice trailed off. “Joining us at some point, will be Doctor Brennan. I’m Angela.” 

“Nice to meet you all.” Rossi spoke, shaking their hands as they did the same.

“Would any of you happen to know where my brother is?” You questioned, slightly bouncing on the balls of your feet.

“I believe he’s with Doctor Brennan.” Hodgins spoke shrugging.

“Y/N!” Booth yelled, rushing down the stairs, with Doctor Brennan in toe.

“We’re running out of time.” Booth spoke breathy as he was catching his breath.

“Man, you’re getting old.” You teased at your brother causing him to swat at you.

“Shut up.” 

“Dude, don’t embarrass me in front of my co-workers.” You shot back dodging his hand.

“Whatever.” He rolled his eyes. 

“What do you mean we’re running out of time?” You questioned bringing back the attention to the case.

“They cut off the boy’s finger.”

With widened eyes, a small gasp fell from your lips, as you exchanged a worried glance with Rossi.

“Is he still alive?” You questioned, turning to face Doctor Brennan and Booth.

“Well the flesh is still fresh, along with the blood.” Brennan spoke. “I would say he was alive when they amputated his phalange.”

“Have you been able to find a location of where they’re hiding out?” Derek spoke.

“We’re working on that as we speak.” Booth responded, placing his hands on his hips.

“Nice belt buckle.” You smirked, rolling your eyes.

“What’s wrong with it?” He questioned, glancing down at it.

“Oh nothing.” You teased. 

Turning towards the three BAU men, they all gaze you a skeptical gaze.

“Oh, guys this is Booth. Booth this is SSA Rossi, SSA Morgan, and SSA Hotchner.” You introduced repeating your action from earlier, when introducing them. “This is my brother Seeley Booth.” 

Glancing at Hotch, you could see him relax slightly, once you introduced Booth as your brother.

“That makes so much sense.” Rossi spoke. 

“Hey!” You exclaimed, sending him a warning glare. 

“What?” Booth questioned. “I’m awesome.” 

Your groaned, crossing your arms over your chest. “You’re so annoying. How do they work with you?” 

“Wow.” Cami spoke, gazing between you. “The resemblance is uncanny.” 

You groaned again. “I’m going to go...Anywhere else but here.” You spoke, walking towards the elevators. “And Booth.” You spoke before the doors closed. “Shut up.”

Once the doors shut, you could hear your brother yell at you. “I didn’t even say anything!”

Giggling you shook your head.

                                      -----

Once, the location was received, both the FBI and BAU got into their cars. As everyone, arrived at the abandoned mechanic shop, the teams were suiting up.

“Y/N.” Hotch spoke. “I don’t want you anywhere near the scene.”

“With all due respect Hotch, I’m going in.” You spat, tightening the straps on your bullet proof vest. 

“It was an order.” Hotches stern voice, brought your attention back to him.

“You’re ordering me?” You questioned, taking a few steps towards him. “I wasn’t asking Hotch.” 

“Hotch, we need her in there.” Rossi attempted to defend you. 

Hotch must’ve shot him a glare, causing him to leave you to alone. 

“Agent Booth.”

“Oh, you’re calling me agent now?” You sassed. “Hotch, I’m going in and there’s nothing you can say or do that will stop me.”

“I...I don’t want you to get hurt.” He muttered, quickly turning his gaze towards the building.

Sighing, you shook your head. Reaching for his hand, you wrapped your hand around his. “I’ll be okay. I can take care of myself.” You spoke. 

Gazing back at you, his expression had softened. “I...”

Before you knew it, you were throwing your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a tight hug. “It’ll be okay.” 

“I know.” He muttered into your hair, while bringing one of his hands to craddle the back of your head. “I just...I don’t want you to get hurt.”

“I’ll be okay, Hotch.” You whispered nuzzling his neck.

“Okay, okay break it up love birds, Morgan and Reid are on their way over.” Rossi spoke.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Booth whisper yelled at you, as he made his way towards the small BAU circle.

“I’m going in with you.” You spoke shrugging your shoulders.

“No-”

“I’m going whether you like it or not.” You stated. “Personal relationships aside, this is my job. You called us here to do said job.”

Sighing he gave in. “Fine, but you stay behind me the whole time.”

Grinning you nodded. “Thanks big brother.”

“Yeah, yeah.” He muttered. 

                                     -----

Once the FBI burst into the building, the men immdiatley began shooting. Everyone, was hiding behind objects, while others made advances towards the gunmen.

There was a lot of gun shoots there were exchanged. Your focus was on finding Donovan. Once, the men had been shot, you could hear the soft cries of a boy. Following the sound, you saw Donovan. Making your way towards him, he was hiding under a table.

“Donovan, don’t look at them anymore.” You spoke, attempting to calm him. “You’re gonna be okay.”

“No!” He exclaimed, while hitting you. “Get away!”

“They’re not going to hurt you anymore.” You spoke trying to get closer to the scared boy. 

“Get away!”

“Donovan, Paladin.” You spoke, gazing at him.

The word seemingly calmed him down, as he let out a sob.

“Paladin.” You stated again.

While crying the boy nodded at, wrapping his arms around your neck. Quickly, you placed a hand around his back while placing the other under his knees, carrying him out of the building.

As you exited the building, Donovan’s blood was on your shirt and vest. The sound of sirens echoed off the building.

“Y/N!” Derek called, bringing the attention of the rest of the BAU team towards you. In no time, they were surrounding you and Donovan. 

“He’s okay.” You spoke, looking at them. “You’re okay.” You whispered resting your head against Donovan’s.

Quickly, Donovan was placed on an ambulance stretcher. Standing beside him, you were carding your fingers through his hair, mindlessly. 

Carl, pulled up in a car, rushing out of it. Standing before him, he began to cry.

“Is...Is my dad crying?” Donovan questioned.

“I think he’s crying because he got you back.” Booth spoke, from the other side of Donovan.

Running over towards the ambulance, Carl joined Donovan. Taking that a cue to leave, you made your way towards the BAU team.

“You did good, Kid.” Rossi spoke, placing a hand on your shoulder. “I’m proud of you.”

Derek and Spencer, voiced their praise as well, before walking over towards the FBI and asking them questions. Leaving you and Hotch alone.

“Hotch-”

“I’m sorry.” He spoke. “I was worried about you and I didn’t want you to get hurt.”

“It’s okay.” You nodded. Placing a hand on his bicep you gave him a slightly squeeze. “I understand...It’s part of the job.” You gave him a small smile.

“I...I worry about you more than I should..” Hotch spoke hesitantly. “More than I worry about Morgan or Rossi...”

“I...I feel the same.” You whispered.

Hotch wrapped his arms around you, giving you a tight hug, as he placed a kiss on the top of your head.

The sound of someone clearing their throat, caused you to pull away from him. “I uh...I hate to ruin the moment.” Booth spoke. “I also have to apologize for the way I treated you.”

You couldn’t help the grin that made it’s way on your lips.

“I...I wouldn’t want anyone else to be my little sister.” He spoke, gazing around.

“Are you going soft on me, Seeley?” You teased, giggling slightly.

“What? No.” He quickly responded. “Shut up.” He spoke walking away.

“Love you too!” You yelled in his direction. 

“So.” Hotch spoke, taking a step closer towards you. “Would you...”

“Yes?” You questioned gazing at him with excitement.

“I...”

“For goodness sake’s Aaron.” Rossi spoke, from besides you.

Jumping slightly, you could feel heat rise in your cheeks.

“He wants to know if you’ll go on a date with him.” He rolled his eyes. 

“I-”

“She’ll go on a date with you Aaron.”

“Dave, you didn’t even let her respond-”

“That’s because you too have been making googly eyes at each other, for months now.” Rossi pointed out. 

“I-”

“Dinner, Tomorrow night at Seven. Aaron will pick you up.” Rossi spoke. “Dinner’s on me, kids.”

[zugzwangcm-blog]

I may have a small suprise

Aaron huffed as he walked through the front door. "Rough day at work?" Y/n yelled from the kitchen. "Yeah" he called, sniffing slightly at the smell of food filling the house. Aaron looked around waiting to see Jack appear, but he wasn't anywhere to be seen. "Where is Jack?" Aaron asked y/n as he took his shoes off and put away his gun in the safe. "He is at a friends house for a sleep over. So we are alone tonight." Aaron rounded the corner and entered the kitchen. Y/n stood at the kitchen bench with tight blue jeans on and one of his white shirts. She turned to him and smiled as Aaron stood staring at her attire. "I hope you don't mind me wearing it. I just missed you too much." Aaron grinned and moved slowly over to her. "I don't mind at all." He whispered in her ear and started to pepper her face with kisses. "What is the occasion?" Aaron asked,pointing at the amazing dinner y/n had layed out on the table. "Hmmmm I may have a small suprise." She spoke as she gestured for him to sit at the table. "Will I like this suprise?" Aaron asked curiously. Y/n bit her lip. "I hope so." She grinned widely. "Lets start eating first" Aaron smiled and reached behind him into the cupboard, pulling out a bottle of red wine and two glasses. Aaron started pouring the wine and placed the glass in front of y/n. Y/n stared at the glass and furrowed her brow. "Don't you like red wine?" He spoke slightly dissapointed. "No it's not that. It's just...I can't really have it right now." "What do you mean?" Aaron asked as he held the glass to his lips. "I'm pregnant." Y/n whispered. Aaron paused mid sip and looked up from his glass. His eyes widened and he lowered his drink. "Are you serious!?" He exclaimed. Y/n smiled and laughed "yes." "OH MY GOD!" Aaron jumped up and pulled y/n from her chair, hugging her tightly. Aaron started peppering her with kisses again. "We are going to have a baby!" Aaron was ecstatic. Y/n giggled as his lips pressed against her face. "I love you Aaron." "I love you too. And you!" He yelled as he leant down and kissed y/n's stomach.

[skylarmoon71]

Aaron Hotchner (Criminal Minds) Chapter 36 - Final

Walking into the BAU that morning, you’re unnaturally happy. 

The day seems to go by like any other. 

You’re assigned a case and just like that, you’re all on the road again. Throughout assessments and profiles, you can’t help but cast looks at Hotch. You’re a bit giddy, because at times, he seems to already be looking your way. 

It’s an amazing thing. 

For the next couple of days you’re a bit busy, and when you return from your most recent case, the professional wall lowers and you and Hotch feel like regular people again. The team is bidding their goodbyes, and you wave them off as you head to do a bit of filing. Hotch has certainly had the same idea. 

He’s in his office finishing up, and the sight of him through the blinds brings back some memories. 

It’s a bit involuntary. 

“If that’s all you can leave.” 

His tone is cold, you’ve gotten used to it. Hotch is never one to spare words when it’s necessary. That’s why it's weird he has so little for you. Mostly, it’s just hard to be this close yet unable to touch him like you did. Hold him. Smile and watch him lower all those guards he wears bravely for the sake of his team. 

“Yes sir.” 

Just those words were a bit hard to utter. It’s crazy how you both went from lovers to strangers in the span of a few days. For them, you’ve only joined for a few months, but your father had dropped you off right after Hailey was safe. 

Now you’re back on the team but it’s not the same. 

At the time it was difficult, but just seeing him, seeing the way Jack would light up whenever he made a surprise visit with his mother at the bureau, it felt right. 

Then there were the times that you could see it. The fear in Hotch’s eyes at the thought of never seeing you again. He couldn’t have imagined what you planned to do, but you knew he realized whatever it was, you would be the one getting the short end of the stick. Just like that, all those days, weeks, months, they would be gone. He’d rushed right for you, despite it all, but it was useless, you were gone, into the veil with your father to give Hotch a better life. A happier one. Easier one, even if you couldn’t be a part of it. 

“Don’t…Don’t go with him.”

“DON’T!!” 

“Goodbye Hotchner.”

A sour feeling settles in your stomach and guilt washes over you at all those conflicting thoughts. 

Maybe that’s what possesses you to move to his office. You walk up the short flight of stairs, and as you enter, it looks like he’s ready to call it a night as well. 

“Are you ready to go?” 

You ask softly. 

He nods, stacking the files on his desk. You close the door, and then you linger there making him look up. 

“I’m sorry Hotch.” 

He’s a bit confused on why you’re apologizing.

“I thought that I was doing the right thing. My father told me that he could bring her back and I..it felt selfish not to try and give you a chance to be happy.” 

He couldn’t believe you were actually apologizing. He can say without a doubt that he understood and respected what you did. You knew that making such a decision would rob you of your own happiness, but you saw a chance to ensure he would still have his and you took it. Not just for him, but his son. There weren’t words to express how much that meant to him. 

How much you mean to him. 

Hotch approaches, taking your hand. 

“You brought back Hailey. Because of you Jack doesn’t have to grow up without a mother.  (Y/N), you sacrificed your happiness for me. For Jack. There’s nothing I can do that could ever make up for that.”

You’re teary eyed again and you smile. 

“I love you so much…” 

You manage to say. He can’t help but smile. You’ve stolen the words right out of his mouth. It’s a bit crazy. When you started this partnership, there was so much uncertainty. 

Hotch had hardly trusted you at the start, but now looking at him here, it’s hard to picture what life would be like if you hadn’t transferred in. He changed a lot in your life for the better. You can’t imagine life without him. 

“I love you too.” 

He kisses you happily and you hold on tight. 

There’s nothing more you can ask for in life. 

You’re both content.

Complete.

[skylarmoon71]

Aaron Hotchner (Criminal Minds) Chapter 33

"Good morning.” Garcia greets.

You send her a smile.

“Good morning Penelope.”

She has a pep in her step, but that abruptly stops.

“Penelope! You never call me Penelope!”

Why does it feel like this has happened before? Now you have the attention of Morgan, Prentiss and Reid.

“I promise nothing bad happened. Actually I..I spoke with my dad a few days ago. “

“Dad, you mean the dad that you had a really bad relationship with?”

She takes a seat. The rest of the team has gathered around.

“Yes, that one.” You chuckle.

“After my mother passed we just sort of drifted apart. I didn’t agree with the way he handled his grief and he didn’t agree with mine. But I think we’ve finally found a balance. He came over and we just talked about her for hours. It was nice.” Morgan pats your shoulder.

“That’s great. Glad you’re patching things up with him. “

“I’m so proud of you.”

Garcia leans over, hugging you. Hotch steps out of the elevator at that very moment.

“Are we celebrating something?” He asks.

“Just a milestone in (Y/N)’s family development.”

Garcia praises. She pulls back, and you feel somewhat exposed with his gaze on you. After the chat with your dad, you sort of gained a new perspective. It would definitely take some time for you to get over your feelings for Hotch. In truth it may never happen. What you knew is that you loved this job, and your team. Having their support was more than anything you could ask for.

“Can I see you in my office?”

“Yes sir.”

You stand, and Garcia sends you a thumbs up. You figure this is merely an assessment he’s going to make on your progress as part of the team.

You close the door, and Hotch offers you a seat. You take it, smiling.

“I’m relieved to hear about the progress you’ve made with your father. I know it hasn’t been easy. Adjusting to a new team, then with my leave after what happened with Hailey. I’ve been a bit absent.”

“Sir, you don’t have to worry. I completely understand. I’m very happy that it all worked out.”

“So am I.”

The smile that you wear this time is different. Your focus shifts over the dull light that’s seeping from his shoulders. You blink, and the warm glow is now covered all over his body.

“Is he..am I seeing his..”

You’re a bit puzzled by this particular quirk. It’s the first time this has happened. This doesn’t feel bad per se. If anything it feels amazing. It’s like you had materialized his joy.

“I’ve been meaning to ask, would you like to have dinner with me?”

The glow has you momentarily distracted, so it takes a moment to really let the statement sink in.

“Sure.”

Dinner….

“Wait did you say dinner?”

Hotch smiles. “You’ve been working very hard these past couple of months. I’d like to treat you to dinner if that’s alright.”

“O-Of course sir I-I’d love to have dinner with you!” You cringe. That sounds a bit too desperate.

“Totally professional of course.” You clear your throat.

“I’d like that.”

Hell, you’d love that.

Now that’s all you’re going to be thinking about.

~~

For the next few days, you’re working as usual. With an unsub on a spree, most of the focus is tracking him down and stopping the killings. It took quite some time, but the man was caught. As he’s being led to the police car, you can feel yourself relax. The trip back home has you calm. You’d found a seat in the back to get comfortable. Hotch takes a seat on the opposite side of you.

“Good work today.”

“Thank you sir.”

It was always nice to get praise from Hotch. He looks down on his watch.

“We should be back around eight, if you’re still up for dinner, there is somewhere close to Quantico that would be great.”

“Dinner?”

Oh shit!

“You forgot.” Hotch asks amused. Flustered, you nod.

“I’m sorry. I’ve been so invested in the case, it completely slipped my mind.”

“No need to apologize. I respect that you put your all in these cases. If today doesn’t work we can always reschedule.”

“N-No today works fine.”

He leans back in his seat.

“Then I’ll make the reservation.”

He pulls out his phone, and you want to jump out of your seat and do a happy dance, but you control yourself.

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Aaron Hotchner (Criminal Minds)- Chapter 23

Hotch drops you off after the little party.

You could tell Rossi was devastated by the loss of his vase. After frantic apologies, and a lot of liquor. He got over it.

Maybe.

You have a feeling when he’s sober, he won’t be as calm.

Dropping onto the bed, you close your eyes. Trying to process everything. The team knows about you now. Not just your father’s transgressions, but everything. It almost feels like an illusion.

You reach over, pinching your arm.

“It’s real.”

Closing your eyes, you release a heavy sigh. All appears calm, but then you feel that shift. The one that is usually followed by an appearance of a certain telepath.

“Your life here is good.”

He steps out from your window. For some reason, this time is different. Before your instinct was to attack, or defend. But now when you sit up, you can’t show the rage you’ve always felt when you looked at him.

“Pity is far worse than hate. I much prefer that look you wore before." You stand.

“Why are you here?”

There’s that look again, he’s holding something back. There is a debate on whether he'll tell you or not.

“You love Aaron Hotchner, don’t you.” 

Hearing him say his name always makes you uneasy.

“What does that have to do with you?”

“If you had a chance to make him happy, would you take it?”

You aren’t sure of his angle.

“What are you talking about?”

You can never read him. It drives you mad.

“Before, you could barely alter even a fraction of your power. But after that dream, something changed. It triggered something. I can feel it. I’m asking you now, if there was a way to help Hotchner, to bring happiness to both him and his son, would you take it.”

“Of course!”

Manchester smiles, almost like he expected the answer.

“Follow me.” He turns, and you don’t truly understand.

“Hey! Wait, what do you mean!!”

You run towards the window, and you’re startled at the light that blinds you. Something grabs your hand, and you’re pulled right out. When your feet meet solid ground, the blue area is all you see. You’re no longer inside your bedroom. You turn frantically, searching for a door, or an exit. All you can make out is an endless stream of blue. It’s like you’re underwater.

“I knew you’d be able to cross.” Manchester is now standing right in front of you.

“D-Dad!! What is this, where did you take me!” If this was some mind game, he was misled if he thought you wouldn’t put up a fight.

“I call it the veil, but I’m sure each traveler has a different name.” He doesn’t look concerned in the slightest.

“What we’re capable of, it isn’t just of the mind. We’re telepaths, but so much more. After I lost your mother, I kept replaying that moment. How to make it right, what would I do if I had a chance and go back. Change the outcome."

“Do you mean like…time travel?”

It sounds crazy, but with him, it was better not to question.

“In a manner of speaking. How I understand it is we live in these pockets. They each possess a reality. Past, present and future. People like me and you, we’re able to tap into the past. Empaths can enter the future. Regular people, they live in the present. “

“So you expect me to believe you can time travel.”

He doesn’t say anything, just reaches out. His hand is pressed to a wall that you can’t see, then there’s that flash again. You brace yourself. When your eyes open, the view in front of you leaves you speechless.

“Mom…”

She’s right there, it’s like you’re watching through a screen. All you need to do is reach out. So you do. You touch the barrier, trying to push through, but it doesn’t budge.

“Mom! MOM!!! Why can’t she hear me!!”

“Because it’s a memory. You can’t go to her, you can’t stop what happened. Believe me I tried." You turn back. This scene, you remember it vividly. You were both in the kitchen. Making dinner for your dad when he comes home.

“Blood relatives can’t intercept. No matter how much we want to help, we can’t. I’ve realized it must be some kind of law. It’s the only thing keeping this all in balance. With me it’s even harder.”

When his hand touches this barrier, there’s a completely different reaction. The entire scene turns dark, and it crumbles right there in front of you.

“I’m so corrupted that the veil won’t even let me connect with the barrier. All of my sins, they came with a price. This is it.”

“Why show me this?”

You didn’t understand why he would go through the trouble of revealing such a power when it was impossible for you to save the one person who meant the world to the both of you.

“Because the veil prevents us from interfering with the realities of our kin. The bloodlines are what separates us from them. But there isn’t a barrier from friends, coworkers..lovers..” You don’t fully get what he’s hinting at, but then you back track.

This all started when he ranted about Hotch. Your nightmare was a trigger to your power because you were afraid to lose Hotch.

He brought you here because he wanted….

“I can save Hailey..for Hotch..”

Manchester says nothing, and he doesn’t need to.

Now you fully understand.

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Aaron Hotchner (Criminal Minds)- Chapter 27

“Can you hear me?” 

You swallow. 

“Clear as day.” 

“That’s good. Your mind is only as strong as your body. I’m sorry if I’ve been pushing you too hard. I just feel better knowing that you’re fully equipped to handle any threat. Even if that threat is me.” 

“You’re not that person anymore.” 

Your words are resolute. 

“It’s true you could have lightened up with that body slam, but no pain no gain right.” 

“I need to find out who you keep getting these sayings from and put a stop to it.” 

You giggle to yourself, and Reid gives you a look. Clearing your throat, you divert your gaze. 

“Dad, I’ve got to go. Code Blue.” 

“What the heck’s a code blue? You need to stop with this cop talk I’m not a profi-” 

His words are cut off when Morgan walks over to your desk. You have your phone in your hand, and he wears a smirk. 

“Texting your boo?” 

Thankfully that was a good cover. 

“Nope. I was just reading a funny article. “ 

You pocket the phone. 

“Whatever you say.” He sounds like he doesn’t fully believe you as he walks away and you sigh. 

Since your powers were growing, you needed to progress with them. You’d been taking both physical and mental measures. Your father was agile in both fight and power. So there was no debate on whether he could help you. So far the both of you had been determining the radius of your telepathic connection. 

He was currently at a coffee shop, five miles away. That seemed to be your limit at the moment. It was great progress. When you started you could only feel him when he was in the same room. At the very beginning if he didn’t announce his presence, then you had no way of telling where he was. You’d grown so close to him. Not to mention his promise to make a change. He’d sworn to you that he would refrain from using his powers to smite. That too was a work in progress. You were very proud. 

“Any word from Hotch?” You ask Reid.

You’d just closed a case. The three of you were at the Texas precinct waiting for Hotch, Prentiss and JJ to return with the unsub. 

“They should be coming up any second now.”

The elevator dings, and you turn. Hotch walks in with a man in cuffs, followed by JJ, Prentiss and a few other officers. The detective working the case looks like he’s able to breathe easier. Hotch makes the exchange, passing over the unsub, and the detective nods. You stand, moving over. There has been a stop momentarily, the sadden expression of the killer’s wife was something you all had seen many times. 

“She has a gun. (Y/N), protect Hotch!” 

You flinch at your father’s words. Hotch’s back is turned, and your eyes widen as they begin to lead the woman’s husband away. She lifts her hand, and you scream. 

“HOTCH GET DOWN!!” 

He doesn’t truly have a chance to react, you sprint, tackling him to the floor at the very moment the gun goes off. It echoes, and every officer in the precinct reacts. Both your bodies hit the floor, and you can hear voices yelling as they restrain the wife. You’re on top of Hotch, and you brace one hand on the floor as you use the other to search him for injuries. Your palm runs over his face looking desperately for any kind of wound. Your eyes plead for his safety. 

“H-Hotch are you okay!” 

His eyes open, and he stares back into your worried gaze. Your face is so close to his, and he’s breathing steadily. You survey his body briefly, right before your eyes move back up to his dark orbs. 

“I’m okay…” 

It’s somewhat of a whisper. He looks a bit dazed, and you smile, letting out a breath of relief. You’re still unimaginably close, and you appear to realize, because you pull away hurriedly. You rise, and so does Hotch, just in time to see them lead the couple away. The team races to Hotch’s side. 

“Hotch, are you hurt?” Morgan asks. Hotch shakes his head. 

“I’m fine thanks to Ms. Black.” You rubbed your arm bashfully. Morgan is wearing a wide grin.

“That’s some reflex you have. I barely saw you move until you were both on the floor. Good job.” 

You nod. 

“I’m just glad you’re okay Sir.” You refuse to look him in the eye. 

“I-I think I might have bruised my elbow, I’m going to see if I can pocket some ice.” You make quick movements in the opposite direction, and as you’re walking away, you do your best to get your hand to stop shaking. For a split second, you really thought you would lose Hotch. 

“Dad..Thank you so much..” 

He can hear the gratitude in your words. 

“Anytime Sweetheart.”