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...
Written by 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 by 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.