Hotch/Prentiss

WORTH EVERY PENNY

By Kavi Leighanna

PROMPT: Bidding on the Boys (Cheers)

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Emily snorted in amusement. “I’m sorry, you’re going to have to repeat that.”

The face of Jennifer Jareau mirrored Emily’s amusement. “FBI Thanksgiving Charity Gala,” she repeated. “To raise money we’re not doing donated gift baskets. We’re not selling candy or chocolate… We’re auctioning off agents.”

“How were they picked?” Penelope Garcia breathed, still in shock.

So JJ explained, “The units were picked out of a hat and randomly assigned men and women. They tried to make it even.”

Emily shook...

Written by Montiese,lairofthemuses@LJ.

Note: Emily is in her 50's and Hotch in his 60's.
They have teenage children.
Sabrina "Bree" is their daughter and about 15 years old.

The One Where Hotch is Forced to Let the Demons In

“Knock, knock,” Bree poked her head into her parents’ bedroom. “Hey Daddy, can we…oh my God, what happened to you?”

Hotch stood beside his bed with his back to his daughter. He turned to see the horrified look in her hazel eyes. Sighing, he slipped the tee shirt he’d been holding in his hand over his head.

“What do you need, sweetie?” he tried to sound nonchalant....

Written by Kavi Leighanna


Character Wintness

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Emily Prentiss sat outside the court room, running her fingers along the envelope in her hand. A week ago, she’d been served. Well, more appropriately, she’d been called as a witness in Hotch’s custody battle for his son.

She wasn’t paying attention to anything around her beyond the envelope in her hand and what she was about to do. If there was one thing Emily was sure of, it was that Hotch loved his son. She didn’t want to get bogged down with how terrible Haley was being in trying to file for sole custody and, quite frankly, it didn’t...

Written by ilovetvalot on fanfiction.net
Note: Spoilers, Season 5, 5x01!


No Surrender

“Damn it, Aaron! Snap out of it!” Rossi said angrily from his spot beside the bed.

Clearing her throat as she stood in the doorway of the hospital room, Emily said softly, “Rossi, why don’t you go grab a cup of coffee. Take a break.”

Glancing up to the woman standing just inside the door, Dave’s face clenched. “That might be a good idea. Otherwise, I may finish what Foyet started with our patient here,” Dave growled, glaring down at Hotch’s neutral face. Brushing past Emily on the way out, Dave...

I was curious, so I thought, I really need to know what the stars
are telling us about our fav couple. :D
We know that Hotch is a Scorpio and Prentiss is a Libra.


Scorpio and Libra

When Libra and Scorpio come together in a love affair, they tend to make a very emotionally connected and mutually satisfying union. Though Scorpio is a brooder who can get lost in the confusing welter of their own emotions, Libra's proclivity for balance and harmony helps keep Scorpio even. Scorpio can return the favor to Libra with their characteristic powers of focus, a trait that Libra usually lacks. These two...

A Funny H/P Fanfic incl. Morgan and Rossi. :)
Written by lairofthemuses@LJ.
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“Holy moley, woman that is a serious bite.” Derek Morgan grinned as he stirred his coffee.

“What?” Emily and Dave said it at the same time, Dave backtracking into the BAU office kitchen. “Prentiss, you wouldn’t be dating a Count would you?”

“What are you talking about?” she put her mug down on the counter.

“Have a look.” Derek held up the toaster and she looked in it.

“Oh my God,” she touched the purple mark with tentative fingers. It was high...

Written by montiese@lairofthemuses on LJ.
Genre:AU,Family,Drama,Romance,Tragedy


Note: Emily is in her 50's, Hotch in his 60's, they have 4 kids:
- Jack (Hotch's Son, Haley died)
- Sabrina
- Alexandra and Dylan (Twins)
They are all teenagers.

- Gregory Prentiss(Emily's Dad)
- Natalie (Emily's Stpmother)
- Alexander, Tug Hotchner (Aaron's Dad)
- Amelia (Hotch's mother)
- Cece (Derek's Daughter)


Emily leaned on the doorframe of the study wearing a pleasant smile.

“Hey, Mr. Deputy Director, it’s bedtime.”

“Hmm?” Hotch looked up from nothing particular and saw the fuzzy image of his wife. “Hello.”...

Hotch/Prentiss Quotes

Episode 2x11 Sex, Birth, Death

Hotch: 'You mysteriously showed up at the BAU after one of my team members was involved in a questionable shooting.'

Emily: (whipsers) 'Right.'

Hotch: 'You've done good work, I'm not questioning that. But I will not put up with a political agenda.'

Emily: 'My mother's a career politician - you worked with her...did you like her?'

Hotch: 'She's an impressive woman.'

Emily: 'Well...I think politics makes people distrustful. I think it makes them hate themselves. I think it tears families apart, and damages people.'


Episode 3x02 In Birth and Death

Hotch:...

Written by Ilovetvalot.
Note: Emily's POV after what happened on 5x09 "100".



Silence of the Tortured Soul

Stumbling out the kitchen door of Aaron Hotchner’s one-time happy family home, Emily gasped the crisp cool air of the breezy autumn day. God, she couldn’t breathe. She had to get away, escape the confines of a crime scene seared forever into her memory. Casting a look over her shoulder, the two story Cape Cod home mocked her; its every outward appearance deceptively creating the illusion of normalcy. The house was a liar. Hell lurked inside those walls.

Closing her eyes as she bent at...

Written by LadyStellaSky.
Note:Spoilers for 5x08 Outfoxed



Cry Me Styx

She wanted out.

Emily wanted to get away. From everything. The feeling of that madman inside her mind–and her in his. The feeling of those lunatics pounding on their glass cells to get at her. Never before had she been so unhappy to have breasts.

Hotch was cool and almost cold as they did what they had to. He was as sympathetic as he ever could have been, and they both knew that as sorry as he was that he had to put her in that position, they needed answers. So she braved it out; ignored the feeling of invisible hands creeping...

Written by Montiese, lairofthemuses@LJ
Enjoy! :D



The One Where Prentiss Bites Her Lip

Sometimes she was afraid that the way she looked at him made it obvious to everyone. Emily couldn’t help it; her face gave her away all the time when it came to love. She could hide everything else…her father always talked about her Prentiss poker face. When she wanted a man though, it went down the drain. Her snappy, intellectual wit also seemed to go the same way. Sometimes she would just ramble, almost incoherently. This never affected her at work.

She could compartmentalize enough to handle being a top-notch...

It doesn’t take much time to say three words. And “I love you” is just that… Three little words… “I love you”… No, not long at all. Well, I mean, it doesn’t take long to say the actual words but getting to that point where you can say it, and mean it? That takes a long time. But she supposed if you work alongside a man most of your time that must amount to enough because right now she was ready to say it and ready to say it with conviction. She was ready to shout it from the rooftops, all-day, everyday and she never tired of letting him know that, he didn’t either. The fist...

Fanfic written by montiese@lairofthemuses on LJ.
Beware it also contains sexual scenes!
Genre:Humor/smuff


Hotch pulled up in front of the dance studio and cut the engine. It was off the road a bit and could definitely use more lighting. Did the residents of Chevy Chase really think they were that far away from the real life dangers of the world? If they did then they were mistaken. He got out of the SUV, not bothering to take cover from the misty drizzle. The studio front door was unlocked so he went in. The place was virtually deserted but Hotch followed the pulsing music to one of the smaller...

Written by ilovetvalot.



In Absentia

Some days Emily Prentiss hated her job. This case in Commack, New York had severely impacted two of her fellow team, and when that was added to the already severely compromised Unit Chief they shared, it didn’t make for a great situation. Walking toward Aaron Hotchner’s office, she nearly collided with the bulk that was David Rossi as he walked out his office door.

Reaching out a hand to steady her, Dave mumbled an apology.

“I’m fine, Rossi,” Emily said, waving the near collision off.

“You on your way to check on our boss?” Dave asked tiredly.

“Actually,...