Hotch & Emily

By Kavi Leighanna


Of Mistletoe and Five-Year-Olds

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“Jack?”

Emily Prentiss was on a hunt. At least, a metaphorical one. The little five-year-old had gone missing, and while no one was particularly worried, per se, the last time he’d gone missing without a word, Hotch had almost Nawawala it.

Stupid Foyet and his stupid vendetta ruining everyone’s stupid lives.

It was a mantra she’d gone through madami times than she’s prefer to count since they’d found Haley’s broken, beaten and bloody body in the tahanan she’d once shared with Hotch. Actually, before that even, when things started to go...

Written sa pamamagitan ng ilovetvalot.
Note: This story is taken after 100th Episode.


Miracles Amidst the Darkness

He heard her soft approach from behind him, her footsteps rustling on the dead leaves carpeting the ground of the deserted cemetery around him. Closing his eyes against the wave of regret washing over him, he clenched his jaw. He didn’t want to be comforted anymore. Especially not sa pamamagitan ng her. He didn’t deserve it.

It was his fault. His fault for not taking the deal that would have saved her life. His fault that his beautiful son was now motherless. His fault that she was resting inside a wooden box...

Written sa pamamagitan ng ilovetvalot



Lies I told Myself


CHAPTER 6

“Anything but, Emily,” Hotch spat, sharply, as he pulled her an inch closer. Sighing, he said, almost bitterly, “Yesterday, Haley made yet ANOTHER phone call to her mother. The U.S. Marshals had to ilipat Jack and her AGAIN. I was lying in kama thinking about how little she ever thinks about the consequences of her actions. Because of her, my son’s life is going to be disrupted AGAIN. It’s bad enough he’s been taken from everything he knows here…but, now, she’s just making it worse for him there. Because of her own selfishness. That’s...

Written sa pamamagitan ng Sienna27.
Its a chapter,from "Falling in pag-ibig with a Girl".
I pag-ibig this (long)chapter, its so funny,so I wanted to share it with you.
NOTE: Hotch and Emily are good friends, but they cuddle and kiss, but only like "friends".;)
The Story takes place after The Instincts/Memoriam 4x06/4x07, in Las Vegas.


Under the Influence


“Ready?”

Hotch’s words were slightly slurred as he looked over at Emily. She nodded back firmly, “ready,” and they both pounded back their shots. A segundo later their glasses slammed down on the bar in synchronicity and Emily grinned at him as she wiped her thumb...

Written sa pamamagitan ng Sienna27 on fanfiction.net.
A Story in 4 parts.
This is Part 1.


HOTCH POV

My Bleeding Heart

She was supposed to be mine . . . but I Nawawala her.

Now every couple months I see her around the bureau. We say hi and I breathe in her perfume as she gives me a hug hello. I always make sure not to hold on too long or too tight. Then I ipakita her pictures of Jack, and she shows me pictures of her little girl . . . Lucy.

And I smile as I look at the shiny brown hair and the big brown eyes, and I say that she’s beautiful. And then I think to myself, ‘just like her mother.’

But I don’t say that....

After the team had got back to Quantico they went to the headquarters. Hotchner told them all to go to the meeting room and they did as they were ordered.

“okay everyone i am so glad to be back and you all did a wonderful job today. You figured out what this man wanted and found the wife and two kids. Now this is not a suggestion it’s an order go home, rest and I will see you all tomorrow.”

With that they all left the room and Hotch went to the locker room to get his things from his locker. He heard a noise and put a hand on his gun, he turned the corner and there Emily Prentiss was with...

Written sa pamamagitan ng Sienna27 on fanfiction.net



Our Story

The first time it happened was in the middle of a case. We had been searching for three days for a missing four taon old girl. Her name was Emma. In her pictures she had dimples and blonde curls and bright green eyes.

He found her bloody, broken body under a filthy blanket in an alleyway.

She was still warm.

And he was convinced that if we could just get her to the hospital that they could save her. He was screaming at us to help him. He couldn’t see what we could see, and he wouldn’t listen to us.

Finally his old friend walked over and lifted Emma’s...