Emily Prentiss closed the microwave door and set two steaming mugs of latte on the counter. She pulled two bright rosa plastic spoons from the drawer and placed one in each mug before pouring out two generous measures of cacao mix. Hissing softly as the hot porcellana, in porcellana pressed against her hands, she picked the mugs up and carried them into her living room. She shook her hands to relieve the burning sensation in her palms as she set the mugs down on the small coffee table, earning a questioning look from Hotch. "Hot," she explained with a sheepish smile....
Written da ilovetvalot. Third part after, "The End of the Delusion" and "“Not Without A Fight”.
Lies I Told Myself
The sun was just dawning on the horizon as Hotch pulled his grey sedan into the parking lot of Emily’s upscale apartment building. Sighing as he shoved the car into park, he took a moment to study the building in front of him. Inside that modern looking structure was the woman he loved. And, he had a sneaking suspicion that even as he sat there, she was hardening her cuore against him. He didn’t have any time to waste. But until he could breathe normally again, he knew anything...
Fanfiction written da lairofthemuses on LJ. ___________________________________________________________
Emily walked out of Rossi’s office with a box just as Hotch was coming out of his office. Rossi walked toward him to talk, Prentiss headed for the stairs. Neither of them saw her slip but they heard her fall.
“Prentiss!” Hotch exclaimed, rushing past Rossi and over to her. The other Agent was right on his heels.
“I'm OK.” She said, looking a little dazed. The box was on the ground, files scattered.
“What were doing carrying that heavy box?” Hotch asked.
Written da innerslytherin@LJ. Note: After Foyet, Emily asks Hotch not to leave the team.
Come to Milwaukee
He wasn't expecting the knock on the door.
It was almost eight. Jack was in bed, having had a bath and two stories, and Aaron had poured himself a glass of bourbon and was standing in the middle of the kitchen, staring at nothing. Reid had already been da to check on him, and Haley's sister might have agreed to take care of Jack, but she'd made it clear she wanted nothing to do with Aaron. His brother was back in New York, and there was no one else to check on him.