Hotch looked over the putbol stuff Rossi handed him. "This is pretty cool." he sinabi to himself. He liked the idea of how he could get his new putbol team together. And madami importantly, spend time with Jack. Seaver went over and sat sa pamamagitan ng him. "I thought your were pagbaba Harry Potter." Hotch joked. "I had to stop for alittle bit." Seaver replied.
She noticed Hotch looking at his putbol stuff. "What are you looking at?" she asked. "Just some stuff for Jack's putbol team." Hotch answered. "I heard they asked you to be their coach." Seaver stated. "They have." Hotch replied. "Congrats!" Seaver beamed as she smiled. "Thank you Ashley, but I don't know if I should do it. I want to, but..." Hotch stopped short not knowing what else to say.
"You're just worried about the cases." Seaver figured. "How did you know?" Hotch asked clueless. "Don't worry. If you have a case, they'll get the assistant coach to take over." Seaver reassured. "About that, Rossi has volunteered to assist, so it'll be kinda difficult to find another assistant coach." Hotch joked again. Seaver giggled. A sleeping Derek stirred as he leaned back in his seat. Seaver glanced over at him and a sleeping Spencer.
"I'll let you look over that some more." Seaver sinabi as she headed back to her seat. Hotch then continued looking over his putbol stuff. "Thank you Rossi." he whispered. About 30 minutos after Hotch looked at the stuff, Spencer started to sleep-talk. Hotch laughed quietly before looking at his information again. He then took some time to think about all of it. And he thought HARD.
After some thinking, he looked at Seaver, who was fixing herself a cup of hot chocolate. "You stopped again?" Hotch jokingly asked. "Only to fix myself a little pick-me-up." Seaver answered with a cheesy smile. They both laughed. "So, what have you thought about doing?" Seaver asked curiously. "I'm gonna take the job." Hotch answered. "That's great!" Seaver replied. "With Rossi sa pamamagitan ng my side, I have NOTHING to worry about!" Hotch stated smiling. They both went and sat on the sopa to continue talking.
"If me and Rossi can't do it because of a case, I'll just ask someone else to take over." Hotch said. "They'll know." Seaver reassured before blowing on her drink to cool it off. Hotch smiled. About mid-way into the conversation, Derek started to snore. Hotch and Seaver briefly glanced over at him, then at Spencer, who was still sleep-talking. "If you want, I'll wake both of 'em." Seaver stated sweetly. "Morgan's actually fine. It's Spencer who I'd wake up." Hotch recommended.
Seaver went over to Spencer and gently tapped his shoulder. "Hotch is trying to focus on his putbol stuff." she said. "Oh, I must've been sleep-talking again." Spencer replied sleepily. He sat up and went back to sleep. Seaver went back over to Hotch. "You'll be phenomenal!" Seaver encouraged. "Thank you." Hotch thanked.
She noticed Hotch looking at his putbol stuff. "What are you looking at?" she asked. "Just some stuff for Jack's putbol team." Hotch answered. "I heard they asked you to be their coach." Seaver stated. "They have." Hotch replied. "Congrats!" Seaver beamed as she smiled. "Thank you Ashley, but I don't know if I should do it. I want to, but..." Hotch stopped short not knowing what else to say.
"You're just worried about the cases." Seaver figured. "How did you know?" Hotch asked clueless. "Don't worry. If you have a case, they'll get the assistant coach to take over." Seaver reassured. "About that, Rossi has volunteered to assist, so it'll be kinda difficult to find another assistant coach." Hotch joked again. Seaver giggled. A sleeping Derek stirred as he leaned back in his seat. Seaver glanced over at him and a sleeping Spencer.
"I'll let you look over that some more." Seaver sinabi as she headed back to her seat. Hotch then continued looking over his putbol stuff. "Thank you Rossi." he whispered. About 30 minutos after Hotch looked at the stuff, Spencer started to sleep-talk. Hotch laughed quietly before looking at his information again. He then took some time to think about all of it. And he thought HARD.
After some thinking, he looked at Seaver, who was fixing herself a cup of hot chocolate. "You stopped again?" Hotch jokingly asked. "Only to fix myself a little pick-me-up." Seaver answered with a cheesy smile. They both laughed. "So, what have you thought about doing?" Seaver asked curiously. "I'm gonna take the job." Hotch answered. "That's great!" Seaver replied. "With Rossi sa pamamagitan ng my side, I have NOTHING to worry about!" Hotch stated smiling. They both went and sat on the sopa to continue talking.
"If me and Rossi can't do it because of a case, I'll just ask someone else to take over." Hotch said. "They'll know." Seaver reassured before blowing on her drink to cool it off. Hotch smiled. About mid-way into the conversation, Derek started to snore. Hotch and Seaver briefly glanced over at him, then at Spencer, who was still sleep-talking. "If you want, I'll wake both of 'em." Seaver stated sweetly. "Morgan's actually fine. It's Spencer who I'd wake up." Hotch recommended.
Seaver went over to Spencer and gently tapped his shoulder. "Hotch is trying to focus on his putbol stuff." she said. "Oh, I must've been sleep-talking again." Spencer replied sleepily. He sat up and went back to sleep. Seaver went back over to Hotch. "You'll be phenomenal!" Seaver encouraged. "Thank you." Hotch thanked.
