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He watched her as she slowly walked out of the bullpen. He didn't know when his feelings for her had started to change. If he had really been analytical of the past he would have to say this was a long time coming.
That day when she resigned for him. He truly saw how kind and compassionate and loyal she since has just been building on the foundation she laid that day.
It was the he knew he was falling for Emily Prentiss. He was fell for his subordinate. He knew he should never have fallen for her. She was just to damn beautiful, smart, funny and the list could go on.
He loved her. Everyone knew he loved her. Dave knew first in his arrogant I know everything way but he kept this to himself. This was for them. The rest of the team seemed to follow once Garcia found out the whole team new, except Emily and Hotch. They had seen this coming.
It was the a typical day until he almost lost her to a suspect in a bar when he told her. When he told her he loved her was when she was bleeding on the floor. Her blood was pooling beneath her. He had thought he lost her. That day before the dark consumed her she told him she loved him to.
The next few days with her in the hospital passed by uneventfully. They had a long arduous conversation about their feelings. It was a step.
The next few months were figuring everything out. How to make everything work was their biggest issue. They knew in their hearts everything would work out because their love for each other was so strong nothing could stop their feelings.
He risked everything and so did she for true love however cliché it is. And they would do it again. And again till the end of time. Their love was a burning candle lighting the darkest corner. It was the moon brightening the night sky. It was a passion that consumed their every waking second. Their love was true.
He thought she looked beautiful that day. Her white strapless dress and her curly hair just flowed together as if it was meant to be that way. She walked down that aisle without any fear. He knew her heart her whole heart was in it. As was his. As they stood up to say their vows all he could say was eternity. That was all he could promise her. An eternity of loving her. That alone was enough to bring tears to her eyes. She replied eternity as well because she knew that was all she could promise as well. That was the day they became wife and man as Emily so corrected the chaplin.
That was what he loved about her, her spark. The way she lit up a room. The way she was a klutz and laughed at her self. They way no matter what she was going through she looked out for the other person though he wished she would look after her self. All he really knew was he loved her.
Today his love for her is no different ,maybe his love has grown more if possible. Today his daughter was born. Emma Lynne Hotchner was born on this day the eleventh of March and 1:22 am after what seemed to be forever and a second. As he looks down at his sleeping baby girl all he can think about is how she looks like her mother. He knows he is already wrapped around her little finger and he is alright with that. As he watches her sleep, the rise and fall of her chest makes it seem so real.
In that moment he sees the worlds clarity. It all begins with life and love. As the thoughts he has been reminiscing on for the past hour he now notices that Emily has been watching him. She motions for him to come lay with her in her hospital bed. As they sit there lying awake he states “It all starts with love.”
“That it does.” she says drifting into the abyss of sleep.
He watched her as she slowly walked out of the bullpen. He didn't know when his feelings for her had started to change. If he had really been analytical of the past he would have to say this was a long time coming.
That day when she resigned for him. He truly saw how kind and compassionate and loyal she since has just been building on the foundation she laid that day.
It was the he knew he was falling for Emily Prentiss. He was fell for his subordinate. He knew he should never have fallen for her. She was just to damn beautiful, smart, funny and the list could go on.
He loved her. Everyone knew he loved her. Dave knew first in his arrogant I know everything way but he kept this to himself. This was for them. The rest of the team seemed to follow once Garcia found out the whole team new, except Emily and Hotch. They had seen this coming.
It was the a typical day until he almost lost her to a suspect in a bar when he told her. When he told her he loved her was when she was bleeding on the floor. Her blood was pooling beneath her. He had thought he lost her. That day before the dark consumed her she told him she loved him to.
The next few days with her in the hospital passed by uneventfully. They had a long arduous conversation about their feelings. It was a step.
The next few months were figuring everything out. How to make everything work was their biggest issue. They knew in their hearts everything would work out because their love for each other was so strong nothing could stop their feelings.
He risked everything and so did she for true love however cliché it is. And they would do it again. And again till the end of time. Their love was a burning candle lighting the darkest corner. It was the moon brightening the night sky. It was a passion that consumed their every waking second. Their love was true.
He thought she looked beautiful that day. Her white strapless dress and her curly hair just flowed together as if it was meant to be that way. She walked down that aisle without any fear. He knew her heart her whole heart was in it. As was his. As they stood up to say their vows all he could say was eternity. That was all he could promise her. An eternity of loving her. That alone was enough to bring tears to her eyes. She replied eternity as well because she knew that was all she could promise as well. That was the day they became wife and man as Emily so corrected the chaplin.
That was what he loved about her, her spark. The way she lit up a room. The way she was a klutz and laughed at her self. They way no matter what she was going through she looked out for the other person though he wished she would look after her self. All he really knew was he loved her.
Today his love for her is no different ,maybe his love has grown more if possible. Today his daughter was born. Emma Lynne Hotchner was born on this day the eleventh of March and 1:22 am after what seemed to be forever and a second. As he looks down at his sleeping baby girl all he can think about is how she looks like her mother. He knows he is already wrapped around her little finger and he is alright with that. As he watches her sleep, the rise and fall of her chest makes it seem so real.
In that moment he sees the worlds clarity. It all begins with life and love. As the thoughts he has been reminiscing on for the past hour he now notices that Emily has been watching him. She motions for him to come lay with her in her hospital bed. As they sit there lying awake he states “It all starts with love.”
“That it does.” she says drifting into the abyss of sleep.