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The intensity. The tension. The CHEMISTRY.

Hotch dancing with Beth

vs Hotch dancing with Emily

What’s this stark difference 😵‍💫

#hotchniss #wow #this way of dancing #in love #canon

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They always walked so in sync 🤍

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got lovestruck (went straight to my head)

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Emily brings a cat into the BAU.

“Emily,” Aaron sighs and runs a hand through his hair exasperatedly. “What the hell is that?”

“That’s a cat, Aaron. You can’t tell me you don’t know what those are.” She retorts, scrunching her nose at him. They both ignore the spluttered laughs of the team behind them.

———-

She’s just climbed out of her car when she hears it. Emily shuts the door and locks her car, hitching her purse over her shoulder and moving to the elevator.

Meow. Emily stops and cocks her head, wondering if she imagined the noise. She stays still for a moment before walking again, surveying the parking lot for any sign of a cat. Her heels almost drown out the sound of the second meow, soft and hesitant.

Emily stops and scrutinizes the lot more carefully this time. She’s just about to start moving again when she catches sight of gray fur, huddled under the wheel of a car several spaces from hers. Emily approaches the cat carefully and crouches down in front of it. “Hi,” she smiles at the cat, relatively small, its eyes wide and pale green.

“Oh, look at you,” she murmurs, extending her hand to the cat and letting it sniff her. It cautiously slinks out of its hiding spot and rubs its head against her palm. Emily grins.

“You’re so cute,” she coos, gently petting the cat, her pale hand sinking into its soft gray fur. The cat comes closer and rubs against her crouched legs, its tail brushing her knees. It purrs loudly as Emily scratches behind its ears. She laughs when it flops on its back and exposes its belly to her.

“You’re a sweet kitty,” she allows herself one more pet before she straightens. “But I have to get to work now.” She says regretfully. 

She barely takes two steps before the cat scrambles up from its perch on the ground and chases her ankles. Emily laughs when it rubs against her pants and leans down to scratch its furry head, “I have to go,” she murmurs, ignoring the pang in her heart when the cat meows and purrs again, stuffing its face into Emily’s palm. Her phone pings and she takes it out.

Where are you? JJ asks.

Emily heaves a sigh and starts walking again, the cat hot on her heels. She stops abruptly when a car speeds down the parking lot and precariously pulls into an empty space. The cat slams against her calves and yelps. “What an asshole,” Emily says to herself and looks down at the cat winding itself around her ankles. 

“Who goes 60 in a parking lot?” She asks the feline in disbelief. It seems unconcerned as it rubs itself against her legs and blinks up at her lazily. Emily’s heart melts.

“Screw it,” Emily mutters, carrying the cat in her arms and walking to the elevator. She laughs when it meows in surprise and pets its head. “You’re coming with me, baby.” She boops its velvety nose. 

“You’re too pretty to be out on the street, aren’t you?” She asks conversationally. “And these bastards will get you killed,” she turns her head to glare darkly at the car that passed while she waits for the elevator.

The doors open and she walks in. “Morning,” Emily chirps to another agent standing in the corner. The guy gives her a bewildered look at the animal in her arms. “Morning,” he mutters.

No one pays attention to her when she exits the elevator and into the sixth floor, everyone preoccupied with their own work, rushing despite the early hour.

Emily forgoes her desk when she sees the team gathered in the round table room. She drops her purse off and hurries up the stairs, the cat quiet in her arms. “Sorry I’m late,” she says cheerfully when she walks in, smiling at the bewildered looks everyone throws her.

Aaron stands next to the table, one hand resting on a stack of files and the other on his hip as he shakes his head at her. Morgan smirks from his perch at the coffee machine, JJ covers her mouth to hide a smile, and Rossi heaves a deep sigh.

“Emily,” Aaron sighs and runs a hand through his hair exasperatedly. “What the hell is that?”

“That’s a cat, Aaron. You can’t tell me you don’t know what those are.” She retorts, scrunching her nose at him. They both ignore the spluttered laughs of the team behind them.

Aaron switches tactics. “You can’t keep it here.”

“Why not? I’ll look after it,” she holds the cat upright and brings it closer to her face. “Look at her—is it a her?” She questions suddenly.

“It’s a her,” Reid confirms.

“Look at her, Aaron!” Emily moves closer to him, her cheek pressed to the cat’s. The cat seems perfectly content with this, rubbing her face against Emily’s and purring loudly.

“She kept following me, I couldn’t leave her on her own,” her lips are slightly pouted and Aaron bites his cheek to hold in his laughter. “Just for today, I’ll keep her here and look after her then I’ll take her home.” Emily pleads, her eyes wide.

Aaron sighs and reaches forward to pet the animal in her arms. Emily smiles when he strokes between the cat’s fluffy ears, who meows softly and flicks her tail in contentment.

“What if we get a case?” He asks absentmindedly, though he’s sure they’ve only got consults for today. “I’ll have Anderson take her home,” Emily’s eyes sparkle with amusement.

Aaron laughs. “He’s not your secretary, Em,” he reminds her. The cat is melting into his palm, her body lifting away from Emily’s and into Aaron’s. 

“Here, open your arms,” Emily grins. She dumps the cat on his chest, laughing when both Aaron and the feline let out matching sounds of surprise. “Wha—” Aaron splutters, barely heard over the laughter of the team. He thinks he hears someone snap a picture.

“Emily.” He tries to say sternly, but it’s hard to take him seriously when there’s a fluffy animal cuddling him, burrowing into his chest with loud purrs.

“She likes you,” Emily laughs. “You should take her home.”

Aaron sighs and looks down at the cat in his arms. He strokes her fur and smiles slightly when he feels the vibration of her purrs against his fingers.

Then he catches sight of his sleeve holding the cat up, covered in gray fur. He looks at his other arm and down his jacket, dismayed when he sees the black color turning ashy from the cat hair on it.

“My suit is ruined,” he glares at Emily. JJ stifles her laughter behind her palm and Morgan discreetly snaps a picture—or three. The sight of Hotch cuddling a tiny cat while glaring at Emily, her grin wide, is priceless. 

“Jack will love her,” Emily continues undeterred, as if she didn’t hear him. “I think Luna’s a nice name, don’t you?” She reaches forward to pet the cat too, trying to seem unaffected when their fingers touch.

Aaron doesn’t fare so well. He goes speechless at Emily’s touch, swallowing hard and avoiding her gaze. He drops the cat back into her arms. “Just for today,” he warns, already regretting the words leaving his lips when Emily grins at him.

“Just for today.” She agrees. She deposits the cat on the table and laughs when she starts playing with Reid’s pens, much to his displeasure.

Aaron sighs heavily and sits down. “We’ve got these cases requiring consults today,” he distributes the files on the table and they all settle in to get to work.

Not much of it gets done, what with Emily’s cat running around and wreaking havoc, knocking pens off the table and chasing them onto the ground, distracting Emily and Garcia, who coo delightedly over her.

Dave smiles amusedly to himself and Reid grimaces, instead taking his work to the safe sanctuary of his own secluded desk, from which he can see Morgan yell in surprise when the cat knocks over his coffee.

“God damn it, Emily, get your fucking cat out of here!” He snaps as she bites her lip to hold back her laugh. The cat springs back into Emily’s lap and she holds her close. “She didn’t mean it.”

“Emily.” Aaron chides. He rubs his temple exasperatedly and tosses Morgan a pack of tissues to clean up the mess.

“Sorry, sorry,” she chuckles. “I’ll get her out of here,” Emily gets up and takes the cat to Garcia’s office, stroking her fur as she does. “You’re gonna get me in trouble,” she murmurs. 

The cat meows at her and Emily laughs. “But that’s okay, ’cause you’re cute.” She drops her off at Garcia’s and her friend takes her with a delighted smile. “You’re not getting her back, Prentiss.” Garcia teases as she distracts the cat with one of her many fur topped pens.

“You keep her from me and our friendship’s over, Penelope Garcia.” Emily threatens and closes the door, Garcia’s laugh muffled through the wood.

“Sorry about that, Morgan,” Emily pats his shoulder as he glares at her. “Get me another coffee and I’ll forgive you.”

Emily salutes, “On it.” 

Morgan’s frown begrudgingly turns into a smile as he watches her prepare his coffee easily, humming as she stirs a spoonful of sugar into it. “Here you go,” she sets it down on the table.

“Thanks,” he grumbles, not wanting to seem too happy just yet. “You’re welcome,” Emily sits down in her seat and frowns when she finds the chair next to her empty. “Where’s Hotch?”

“He went to his office,” Dave says. Emily grabs her files and notepad and leaves the conference room to head to his office, missing the smirks her friends exchange behind her back.

She knocks on his door and he invites her in. “Hey,” Emily smiles and shuts the door softly behind her. “Miss me already?” Aaron teases as she settles into the chair across from his desk.

Emily huffs indignantly. “No.” Yes. “I’m done with my preliminary profile for this case, I thought I should go over it with you.” She raises her brows and he smirks, well aware that she hadn’t been working enough to devise a profile, most of her attention on her cat.

“Of course,” he says seriously and leans forward on his elbows, “hit me.” She gives him her profile as he reads through the file and Emily smiles when she sees him nodding along in agreement. He fills in the gaps of what she’s missed and when they’re both satisfied with it he sends the profile to the lead detective on the case.

Aaron hands her another file and she slumps back into her chair with a groan. “I almost wish we had a case,” she grumbles and he smiles. “No you don’t. C’mon, finish this one so we can go get some lunch.” He bribes and she brightens.

“At the bakery?” Emily smiles brightly, dimples in both her cheeks, and his heart suddenly pounds. 

“Whatever you want, Em. Just get this one done too.” Emily attacks her file with newfound vigor and half an hour later her other profile is sent to the detectives.

She waits for him impatiently as he puts on his coat and rushes him into the elevator, bemoaning her hunger. They reach the bakery in record time and Aaron insists on buying lunch, despite Emily’s protests. In return she forces him to let her buy a box of donuts for Jack, their shared sweet tooths something they frequently bond over.

She chatters to him as they eat their lunch in the park, and he basks in the warm glow of her voice as she speaks. Her legs are tucked beneath her and she splits half of her danish for half of his cinnamon roll, licking the crumbs from her fingertips despite the perfectly good napkins at her side. Aaron tries to pretend the scorching heat in his body is from the sunshine peeking through the clouds, but who is he kidding.

Emily smiles slyly at the blush crawling up his cheeks. “Hot?” She asks and he nods despite the cold weather, loosening his tie beneath his coat. “C’mon, let’s leave then,” she stands up and dumps the wrappers and napkins in the trash.

She turns around and moves closer to him, hands in her pockets as she lightly shivers from the cold. Aaron’s eyes dart over her face and he laughs. Emily frowns. “What?” 

“Um,” Aaron smiles, “you’ve got a little something over here,” he gestures to the corner of his mouth, where powdered sugar clings to her skin.

“What is it?” Emily asks as she wipes it away—or tries to. Her hand ventures too far up her cheek and he finds himself moving forward without feeling it.

Aaron wipes away the sugar with his thumb, his fingers gently hooked under her chin. Emily abruptly goes silent, the gasp caught in her throat as her heart rate suddenly picks up. She can smell his cologne, overpowering her senses as the wind picks up and makes her hair tickle her face.

“Powdered sugar,” he murmurs, wiping his thumb on his pristine coat, his gaze fixed on the rosy pink of her lips. Her tongue darts out to wet them and she watches him stuff his hands in his pockets and look away. “Let’s go?” 

“Aaron?” She whispers. God, he’ll never get over the way she says his name. He turns back to her. “Yes?”

Emily looks up at him and closes the meager distance between them, her hand reaching over to clutch the lapels of his coat. “Kiss me. Please.”

His heart stops. She’s looking at him nervously, her eyes dark and her cheeks slightly flushed, bottom lip caught between her teeth. He takes too long and she hesitates, moving backward and dropping her hand.

“Sorry I—”

She shuts up when his arm wraps around her waist and he pulls her into him. Emily squeaks in surprise when she falls against his chest, her hand on his arm to support herself. Aaron laughs and cups her cheek gently to tilt her face upward. 

“You want me to kiss you, Emily?” He whispers teasingly, his lips dangerously close to hers. Her body buzzes, blood running hot from his closeness despite the chill in the air.

“Don’t make me beg for it,” she huffs lightly, biting her lips as she smiles. But I just might.

Aaron frees her bottom lip from her teeth, his thumb moving over it obsessively, testing it’s softness. She’s about to crush him to her when he finally kisses her, soft and sweet and she exhales against his lips because finally he’s doing what she’s waited months for him to do.

He can taste the sweetness of the pastries on her lips, the many Splenda’s she’d dumped into her coffee, and it’s fucking heaven. She’s sighing into his mouth, her hand sneaking past his coat and into his suit jacket to rest on his chest, and he’s gone, he’s so far gone.

She licks her lips when he pulls back and he stifles a groan, already wanting to crush her against his chest again. “We should’ve done that sooner.”

Aaron laughs and cups her face in both his hands, leaning forward to press another kiss against her lips. “Yeah, we should’ve.”

His hand is warm in hers as he laces their fingers together and pulls her to the car, not letting go until he opens the door and helps her in. He picks it up again after he’s driven off, one hand on the wheel and the other in hers.

Their cheeks are flushed when they go back into the BAU, though none of the team is convinced it’s because of the cold weather.

They’re both useless for the rest of the day. Emily zones out as she reads the files, pen between her teeth as she remembers Aaron’s lips on hers. When she snaps out of it she flushes, her eyes darting around to see if anyone had noticed. She doesn’t see Morgan throw JJ a smirk after she buries her head in her files again, the words blurring in her head as she thinks of his warm palm on her waist.

Aaron doesn’t fare much better. He signs documents mindlessly, reads and rereads reports as images of Emily fly into his brain, rendering him useless. He keeps replaying their kiss. Her soft, plush lips, the way she sighed into his mouth, bit his own lip between her teeth, and god her warm, soft—

“Hotch?”

His head snaps up suddenly, Emily’s voice breaking him out of his reverie. Her cat is back in her arms and she smiles at him as she walks into his office. 

“Something on your mind?” Her smile is soft, teasing as she moves closer to him. Her eyes glint—she knows well and good what he was thinking.

Aaron stands up and rounds the desk. “Going home?” He asks, looking out his office to make sure no one was there before he grabs her hip to bring her closer. “Mhm,” she hums as his hand lightly grazes her cheek.

“Actually no, I’m taking this one to the vet,” she gently pets the cat in her arms, giving her nose a small boop before turning to Aaron.

“Jack would love to see her,” he says, grappling at the first reasonable excuse he could come up with, “maybe you should come over after. He’d really like it.”

“Oh?” She grins as his hands wrap around her. “Yeah,” Aaron nods. Emily stands on her tiptoes, her arms holding the cat in place, and leans into him. “Just Jack?” Her lips ghost over his.

Her eyes are lit up by the warm lamplight of his office and he finds himself falling. “No,” Aaron whispers. “I’d love it too,” he confesses.

She’s the one that kisses him this time; drags him in by his tie like she’s always dreamed of doing, his hands tight on her waist. Aaron groans when she pulls away too soon.

“Well, the faster I get to the vet, the faster I can get to yours,” Emily says. “And I think we have a lot of catching up to do.” She winks at him and feels a thrill in her chest when his cheeks tint pink.

The cat meows impatiently then, gaining Emily’s attention. “You’ve been cooped up here all day, huh?” She coos, smoothing her fingers lightly over the bridge of her furry nose. “Let’s get you cleaned up.” She walks to the door and throws Aaron a smile before she leaves. “See you in a bit.”

“Bye,” he manages, his chest squeezing inexplicably at the thought of her leaving.

It goes away when she shows up at his apartment, a cat carrier in her hand and a shy smile on her face. Jack is preoccupied with the cat—Luna—and they’re preoccupied with each other, trading kisses and touches like giddy teenagers, their hearts full and content.

Years later, when Aaron’s daughter wrangles a tiny, dirty cat into his home office Emily standing behind her with an amused smile on her lips, he sighs with a smile and dutifully takes the cat to the vet, marveling at the simple miracle that was his life the whole way there.

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6x17 ~

No heart in the drawer.

6x18 (Directed by Matthew) ~

And the heart magically appears in the drawer. Another sign that MGG was a Hotchniss shipper ✨

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Uncle Rossi is such a wise man 🧠

In this case, an instinctive response to glance up and make sure she was okay 💔

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I NEVER REALLY NOTICED THIS! Oh, my God!

When I first watched this episode, I thought that Luke and Emily's first meeting was a bit flirty, like the start of a cliche romantic story. Then, when they were paired up for the stakeout, their conversation sounded sooo flirty! Even when she stayed behind for a few seconds when she was going out with Garcia and JJ.

Maybe this was supposed to be what should have happened with Hotchniss? The parallel is uncanny! How I wish they had this conversation. Although, the slowburn of their story tops every other meet-cute and flirty conversations!

12x03 ~

First stakeout since joining the BAU

First stakeout after returning to the team

And those binoculars …. 

It got me thinking that all that flirting with Luke was supposed to be with Hotch during her already confirmed special guest appearances in season 12, if TG hadn’t been fired obviously 💔😭

PS: I tried brightening the Luke/Emily moments but those scenes were just too pitch black 🙃

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5x10 ~

I think it’s clear that out of the whole team, Emily was the most affected by what was happening to Hotch. And throughout the whole episode you could see she wasn’t handling it very well. For example….

I always think about this scene, how Emily behaved out of character. It was almost like she was channeling Elle, with how aggressive she got. The only two times I remember she ever behaved this way with the unsub, were in 4x17 & 6x18, which obviously were cases very personal to her. So why now? Why this unsub? It wasn’t like she hadn’t seen this kind of cases before. Most likely it was because she was so hurt with what had happened to Hotch, that this was her only way of taking out her anger/frustrations.

Just look at her face on the plane! She was in a lot of pain. Emily? The Queen of Compartmentalization? In that moment, she wasn’t doing a great job at hiding her feelings for Hotch.

Also, in that scene the camera focused A LOT on her, compared to the others. It has to mean something.

Her total discomfort of being on that case and not with Hotch, became very clear to me when Emily began to question the decisions Morgan made, when in previous cases and with him acting as Unit Chief, she followed his lead without any problem.

Emily’s face when she got up from her seat… It’s obvious she was tired of this and just wanted to be back in DC with her Hotchy.

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5x08 ~

After rewatching this episode, I can confirm that Foyet knew about Emily and probably mentioned her during those exchanges with Karl. Therefore, he specifically wrote about her relationship with Hotch. If Foyet was spying on him before/after his attack, then he might have seen something between Hotch & Emily. An interaction, a compromising gesture. Besides, they never mentioned for how long Emily drove Hotch to work, so if she did it more than once, Foyet could’ve certainly seen their connection and assume there was something else going on between them. 

Karl Arnold knew more than he let on. That’s why the first thing he told Emily was that he already knew everything about her. But what exactly did he knew? If Karl had investigated Emily, he would’ve gotten away with some witty remarks about her past or family during their conversation. And he didn’t. That’s because he was lying; he didn’t know anything about her.

What I know all about you really meant → was that he knew all about their relationship or at least what he thought they had, based on what Foyet had already told him. 

And what’s the first thing Karl does when he asks Hotch about his wedding ring? He looks directly at Emily. There’s nothing subtle about that action. Without a doubt, Karl knew about them. 

Once more, Karl looked directly at Emily and laughed. It’s pretty obvious what he meant by a casualty of the job. He was referring to Hotch hooking up with Emily.

And in fact, it would make sense. Foyet didn’t know the exact details of Hotch’s divorce. While he was spying on him, he might have seen the closeness between Hotch & Emily and thought that she was the real reason behind their separation.

And this right here was the cherry on top. I’m sure Karl was implying their working relationship had crossed the line. Especially with how he’s looking at Hotch while saying it must be distracting. 

What gave him away was the word choice. If he was relying on what Foyet had told him about those two, then by choosing that word, he was insinuating that that’s what Hotch became: distracted. And because Emily was the reason for that distraction, he had somehow ended up losing his wedding ring.

If we rely on that theory that Foyet told Karl about Hotch & Emily, everything Karl said during that interview makes sense. 

Does this make sense? I think I went a little crazy with this one 🤭

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5x06 ~

I don’t see enough people talking about these scenes.

Emily seemed to be the only one concerned about Hotch stepping down as Unit Chief. 

Spencer was his usual self. He was stating the facts and remaining neutral to the situation. 

JJ was busy trying to get Morgan a new office while Garcia was in charge of decorating it. That proves how “upset” they were about Hotch 🙄So it was pretty clear on whose side they were on.

And the King of Sass, who was supposed to be his closest friend, was being everything but supportive. He was aggravating the situation with his sassy comment about Morgan. 

While the rest of the team seemed fine with that decision, Emily was starting to question everything. By raising her eyebrows, she was making it very clear she didn’t agree with the situation they were being faced with. 

It makes me wonder if Hotch confided in her about this issue, and that’s why she had that attitude towards Morgan. They certainly seemed closer after that conversation with Rossi in 5x03. So I’m pretty sure she was the only one on that team that was aware of Hotch’s true feelings on this matter. 

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Penelope: Welcome to the BAU's first-ever Powerpoint party! I love that we're doing this!!! Before we start, let's go around the table and tell each other what our topics are. Me first! My Powerpoint is "Flirting and Botnets, or How I Accidentally Caught Not One But Two Serial Killers".

Derek: Nice, babygirl. Mine's "Tinder and Talking to the Police: How to Create A Profile That Works".

*The group snorts*

Rossi: I can't believe I'm doing this, but fine. I'm doing "How Not To Burn Your Pasta And Disrespect My Ancestors, Emily".

Emily: I thought it'd be "Four Weddings and a Funeral: The Life of David Rossi".

Rossi: I told you that as a backup.

Emily: Or "No Homo: The Real Backstory of the BAU".

Rossi: *hisses* I told you that in confidence!

Hotch: *sighs* What's yours, Emily?

Emily: Oh, that's easy. Emily in Paris.

Penelope, JJ, and Spencer: Too soon! Too soon!

Hotch: *closes his eyes briefly* Someone please go next.

Spencer: Well, I had a hard time narrowing my presentation down to a single topic because there are a number of topics that I thought the team may find interesting. I thought about pop culture influence on serial killers, the potential long-term effects of Mr. Scratch's cocktails (though I have to admit there's a bit of a personal bias there), the correlation between the crimes committed in hotter weather and colder weather and climate change--

Hotch: Reid? A topic?

Spencer: Right. Mine's Evil Twin or Eviler Twin: Unsub Sibling Rivalry

Emily: All that for--

*JJ shakes her head*

Hotch: JJ?

JJ: Great! I'm doing "Got A Secret, I Can Keep It: How to Keep People Guessing".

Penelope and Reid: Again, too soon.

Emily: What's yours, Hotch?

Hotch: The Definitive Ranking of Broadway Musicals.

Emily: Anderson?

Anderson: How to Survive the BAU Without Being Kidnapped, Assaulted, or Pursued By A Serial Killer.

Rossi: This team needs therapy.

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my roman empire is how this is gideon's first reaction to prentiss but then the next episodes he clearly trusted her a lot and if he stayed longer, i think they would have a good mentor-mentee relationship

like in this same episode, when reid gave up on playing chess with him because he keeps losing, he asked prentiss if she plays. he warmed up to her when he saw she was skilled and great at her job.

then my favorite interaction of theirs is the episode with edf group, i know he asked prentiss to join hotch in interviewing/visiting a burn victim even without hotch needing to (just proves he was worried about hotch and probably sensed that prentiss would be able to do or say something to hotch if ever something happens unlike the other members); then while on a stakeout, he also gestured at prentiss to follow and join him.

AND THE ONE WITH "the woods is like your second home, right, prentiss?". From not wanting her to join the investigation with him to asking her to join.

I loved it when he teaches her something when she asks, although indirectly. I wish they showed him being a mentor to Prentiss.

My guess is there isn't much this woman's unprepared for.

Criminal Minds 2.10

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Emily Prentiss, Aaron Hotchner & Penelope Garcia – Criminal Minds 3.17 & 6.17

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i just know we're onto something because before, hotch would go all out on assigning partners (and it was usually morgan and prentiss) and s3 onwards he rarely does that, and when he doesn't, he's usually with prentiss?

ps im also changing my name to delusional

hotch divorced haley, started pairing with emily more and now theyre matching every other episode... we couldve had it all...

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| criminal minds 6x18, lauren

the heart. the matching smiles. the contact photo.

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honestly what was even the point of the camera panning to emily right after hotch signed his divorce papers hm? (or that she was the one that asked him about the papers in the first place, or that hotch went straight to emily's after his huge fight with haley and practically begged her to go to milwaukee with him -'i want you on that plane with me', hello?-, or that hotch lost it at hearing cyrus beating the shit out of emily, or that it was emily the one that looked out for him the most when he got an eardrum rupture from the bomb and when foyet stabbed him and when he had to put haley and jack under witsec, or that hotch flat out threatened clyde if he didn't help the bau find emily -'if anything happens to her i will destroy you' HELLO?-, or) WHAT WAS THE POINT?

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my thought process exactly!

not to mention that this is literally the way i analyze every hotchniss moment

Rewatching 5x02 and it really is a Hotchniss gift that keeps on giving.

I'm just thinking about the fact that Emily drove Hotch to and from work. Like how did that even come about?

How did she manage to convince Hotch? Why did he let her? How many times did she ask? Did anyone else offer? There are just so many questions!

And then, throughout the episode, it's just constant Hotchniss fluff:

Hotch immediately explaining to Emily why he walked away from the crime scene after just one look from her (they're such a married couple!)

Emily so worried for Hotch whilst he's in the Hollow Creek Killer's house

Emily (+team) rushing into the house when she hears gunshots

Hotch leaving the house and Emily following him out without hesitation. I know there must've been a scene missing of them talking outside or something!

Emily being so comfortable in his place like she really just comes in and closes the door? Hotch is like "okay cool why not"

And of course, the whole "he doesn't have anyone/he's not alone" conversation - my heart cannot take how adorable they are ❤️