burn for you
Hotchniss 1800 AU - loosely based on Bridgerton
Two - The Ruse
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Aaron spots her the next day during his stroll with Dave, half listening to the mans chatter about a meeting he must attend in the evening. She and Clyde are talking among themselves as their parents discuss what he can only imagine to be town gossip as they cast their eyes across the park. He silences Dave with a swift one moment and heads over that way, not noticing the older man shaking his head at the side of him, a small laugh on his lips. The group silence as he walks over, Emily's playful smirk causing his stomach to flutter as he smirks back, ignoring the way her mother stares at the two of them.
“Care to take a walk, Miss Prentiss?” he asks, holding his arm out and her smirk turns to a smile as she bites her bottom lip, lifting herself up from leaning against the rail.
“Of course, Your Grace.” she answers, a mischievous twinkle in her eye as she loops her arm through his, and he can't help but chuckle at her eye roll at her Mother's mutters of questions as two begin walking away.
“Since when was Em and The Duke courting?” Clyde asks as he watches the two walk away.
“The engagement party last night.” Elizabeth says with a pleased smile.
“It is a lot better than Prince Ian.” Erin says to Elizabeth, who nods before turning to Rossi who has made his way over to them.
“Mr Rossi.” Elizabeth greets with a nod.
“Lady Prentiss. Good to see you again.”
“And you,” she smiles, casting her eyes on her daughter again as she heads further into the park.
“I see my nephew has once again found himself in the company of your daughter.”
“Yes,” Elizabeth says, “They seem to somehow always be around each other. Have you been told of their stroll yesterday?”
“I have indeed.” Dave nods, “The Duke seemed in good spirits upon his return.”
“As did Emily.”
The two look at the couple a few yards ahead.
“He's laughing..” Dave announces.
“She has a great sense of humour.” Elizabeth informs him.
“She will need it. Not only will she be in society she will be leading it…”
“I've prepared her quite well.”
Clyde buts in, “They are merely courting, let's not rush them along with a wedding so soon.”
Elizabeth laughs, “Do not mind my nephew... he and my daughter grew up in close quarters. He is quite protective.”
“I see.” Dave nods, “Fear not, The Duke is a great man.” He smiles, Clyde looks over at the two of them as they walk, squinting as he watches Emily smiles as Aaron talks, his eyes on her with his head turned in her direction.
“It is not him I worry about.” Clyde mumbles and all Elizabeth can do is laugh as she shakes her head as if he were joking, but sending daggers his way.
As the pair walk arm in arm, Aaron turns to her and smiles as she looks around at the views, the wind coming in their direction blowing her hair away from her face, exposing her neck; He looks away quickly as he imagines trailing his lips down them and clears his throat before looking to be again as she speaks.
“We will be telling our friends the details of your elaborate plan?” she asks him as she turns to face him, he chuckles.
“Would that not defeat the purpose?”
“I suppose..” she ponders, and he grins as she looks at him, “What?” She laughs.
“My elaborate plan?” he questions, she shrugs and looks away.
“You did come up with it, it’s only fair to give credit where it is due.” she tells him, he nods with a small laugh.
“I guess I should thank you then, for giving me my credit.” he grins, she smiles back as she looks to him, humming in response with a tilt of her head. He looks round to notice all eyes are on her.
"It seems we have an audience.” he tells her and she looks around before back at him.
“Yes well... have you seen me?” she jokes and he laughs, nodding his head.
“Indeed I have.” He tells her, catching her eye; she looks down, biting her lip and his heart flutters at the sigh and he swallows, forcing himself to look away.
“You need to buy me flowers, expensive ones.” Emily announces after a few moments of comfortable silence.
“I do?” he questions with a raised eyebrow.
“If my mother is to believe you are courting me you should get me flowers, just like you would if you actually were.”
He stops walking them and looks her up and down.
“If I were courting you I would not need flowers, only five minutes alone in the drawing room.” he meets her eyes as he says it, holding back a grin as she swallows, taking a deep breath, flustered as they walk again.
“How is your hand this morning?” he asks, changing the subject, only for his heart to skip when she laughs.
“I’m fine.”
“You must know you did nothing wrong.” Aaron tells her and she nods, before tilting her head to the side to look at him.
“Yes well, if word gets to my mother that I was even alone with him, never mind punching him, I’ll be shipped off to Ireland within a week.”
“I have no intention of causing a scandal, Miss Prentiss.” The Duke smirks. She hums in response.
“With you I just assumed it came naturally.” Emily tells him with a cheeky grin and he chuckles, before taking them across the bridge, the sound of their laughter catching the attention of everyone they passed. Neither one noticed.
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Aaron is boxing with Derek later that day, the old friends taking time to catch up, fall back into normal routines upon Aaron's return.
“Are you really sure courting someone this close to the royals is a good idea?” Morgan asks him as he stands, the two catching their breath.
“I do not know what you mean.” Aaron tells him, dismissing the conversation topic.
“Hotch, if the two of you do not work out, are you aware of how awkward your future will be?” Derek questions, “Her cousin, who would protect her with his life, is to be king in a few years, do you really think he’s going to work respectfully alongside someone who hurt his family?" Morgan questions, before sighing, "Especially her? Have you seen how protective he is? They are more siblings than they are cousins.”
“Who said I would hurt her?” Aaron asks him, displeased with his friends accusation.
“You have said many times you do not want to marry nor bare a child..” Derek says, “Emily has no choice, are you really going to string her along like this? Think of both of your futures.”
“It is fine.” Aaron tells him and Derek scoffs.
“It better be, Your Grace, because if you hurt her it won't just be Prince Clyde you will have to worry about, that woman is like a sister to me and I wont have her hurt.” he threatens.
“It's under control. She’s a big girl.” Aaron smirks and Derek looks at him as he stands straight.
“Just don't be another thing she has to recover from, she’s been through enough." he sighs and his words make Aaron frown, but he’s unable to question his words, the man already walking off.
Three days later, Aaron is walking around the Greenaway Ball, smiling as he watches Spencer and Elle flirt in their own corner. As the couple look in his direction he nods his head at them as they smile back, heading towards the rest of the small group, smiling at Jennifer as she beams at her ring.
“Congratulations.” The Duke smiles as JJ flashes him her ring, the couple smile.
“Thank you, Your Grace.”
“I can not believe how long it took you.” Derek jokes towards Will, who laughs.
“Me neither.” Jennifer teases, wrapping her arm around his.
“Have you two thought about a date?”
“Not really, we are just enjoying the engagement.” Will tells the group.
The five look up as Penelope and Luke walk over, followed soon by Spencer and Elle, and Aaron can’t help but notice the absence of the woman he has been looking for all night.
“Has anyone seen Emily tonight?” he asks them, JJ and Penelope look at one another, he frowns.
“She won't be here tonight, we assumed you’d know..” Jennifer tells him softly.
“Know what?”
“It's the anniversary of her fathers death..” Elle tells him with a sad smile and the pain he feels in his chest on her behalf is one that catches him off guard.
“Have either of you seen her today?” he asks the group.
“My family and I went to see her family today, her mother told us she was up in her room, I did not see her.” JJ tells him and he nods, but before he can speak is summoned by his Uncle.
“If you’ll excuse me.” he smiles, they smile in response and he heads towards him.
Once at Dave’s side, he silences the older man's words before he can even form them.
“I have to go…” Aaron announces and Dave snaps his head to him with confusion, “To see Emily…”
Dave frowns as he looks around the room before finding the room void of any Prentiss or any Royal.
“Her father died three years ago today.” The Duke explains, and Dave nods as he remembers the date, “I should be there, go and see if she or her family need anything… do you not think?”
“Of course.” Dave tells him, “Go. I shall explain your absence.”
“Thank you.” He says, before fleeing the room unnoticed.
He arrives at the Prentiss house, smiling at the woman who opens the door and allows him through and into the house.
“Your Grace, what are you doing here?” Elizabeth says as he walks into the living room.
“I heard today was the anniversary of Antony’s death, I thought best to send my regards to you family." He tells them.
“Thank you, Your Grace." Elizabeth says with a sad smile.
Erin looks at him, “I assume you are here to see Miss Prentiss are you not?”
Clyde stands, walks over, stopping as his mother holds out her arm.
“She’s upstairs. Clyde, do go and collect the girl, tell her she has a visitor.” Erin tells her him.
“Of course,”
He stares at Aaron as he passes, clenching his jaw, before heading up the long staircase.
Emily is sitting on her window seat, clutching the necklace as she allows the tears to fall freely as she stares out the window, pulled from her thoughts by the knock on the door. She turns to find Clyde stood leaning against the wall, a sad smile on his face.
“You have a visitor.” he tells her softly as he walks through the room, the woman frowns, “The Duke.”
Emily’s eyes widen, before she wipes her tears.
“Did he say why?”
“For you, I assume.”
“Oh..” she stands, he grabs her hand and she looks at him.
“I can get rid of him if you'd like.” he tells her, she smiles but shakes her head.
“Thank you, though.” Emily squeezes his hand and he smiles.
“He’d be proud of you,” Clyde tells her, “Do not listen to your mother when she tells you otherwise, she did not know him if that is what she believes.”
Emily smiles sadly, a small thank you leaving her lips as she heads past him, a small smile growing on her face as she hears Aaron speaking with her mother, catching his eye as she glides down the steps.
“Would you care for a walk, Miss Prentiss?” The Duke asks as she walks towards him.
“I'd love to.” She says softly, a small smile growing on her face.
“Clyde, do chaperone.” Erin tells him.
“That won't be necessary, Your Majesty.” Aaron tries, but it is useless.
“No, I insist,” Clyde says, and passes Emily her coat, “ We wouldn't want any trouble.”
Emily stares at Clyde, who smirks in her direction and she looks away with an eye roll.
“Let's go shall we?” Aaron asks, holding out his arm and she places a hand on it with a small smirk and they head out.
“Do watch her, Clyde, especially today, she doesn't do grief very well.” Elizabeth says once the couple are out of earshot.
“Of course." he nods, before following the couple out, remaining a few steps behind them, close enough to watch them, but further away to not hear their conversations.
“Where are we going?” Emily asks.
“I take it you haven't been today? To the grave?”
“No…” Emily answers quietly, “My mother doesn't like to go.”
“Then we shall go now.” he tells her, and pulls out a rose from his coat.
“For you….For your father.” she looks at him as she takes it, a small smile on her face.
“Thank you.” she whispers, the sentiment causing him to worm his way further into her heart, a feeling she is weary off, but unable to stop.
Clyde stands a few feet away from them as they stand at her father's grave. Emily resting her head on Aarons shoulder as they both stare forward.
“He would be so disappointed in me…” she whispers, lifting her head to wipe her tears.
“Why do you say that?” he asks her in the same tone and she takes a breath while she places the rose down.
“Because it is true.” she tells him sadly.
“I doubt that, what would he have to be disappointed in?”
Emily laughs sadly, he looks at her.
“Your father loved you.” she looks at him, “From the stories I have heard of the man you were his pride and joy. I don’t think it possible for that man to be disappointed in you.” Aaron tells her, she smiles sadly at him before looking back at her father’s grave.
“You would think the same if you knew of the thing I have done.” Emily tells him softly, her voice breaking at the end of her sentence.
“Tell me.” he whispers, she looks at him and finds nothing but trusting eyes looking back at her, she looks away.
“I cannot,” she tells him, “Not now.” She whispers, looking backwards at Clyde. He can only nod in understanding as she turns around.
“I am really sorry you lost him so young.” he tells her quietly.
“Thank you,” she replies, “And you your mother.”
“Yes..” he nods, “We make quite the team.” He says, and the laugh that leaves her makes his heart quicken, unable to stop himself smiling at the sound.
“Yes, I guess so.” she smiles.
He loosely leaves his hand hanging next to hers, can feel her fingers next to his, the way they slowly graze across his and he slowly places his fingers through hers only for Clyde to walk over, the sound of his footsteps having her pull her hand away quickly.
“Time to go, Emily.” he announces to them.
Emily turns and nods, as she steps towards him she turns to face Aaron.
“Thank you for this,” she smiles “You did not have to.”
“It was no problem.” he smiles back, “I hope to see you soon, Miss Prentiss.”
Emily looks to the ground as she bites her lip, before looking up again as she walks backwards.
“I am sure you will.” she declares, before smiling and turning around.
Aaron watches her and Clyde walk away, and clenches his fist as the ghost of her touch lingers on the side of his hand.
-
He does see her soon, a mere two days later at the bridge near the park.
“Are you thinking of proposing?” Dave asks him and he laughs, shaking his head in shock.
“I am just getting to know her. It is far too soon for any of that nonsense.”
“You left a ball to go to her, Aaron, and took her to her father's grave.” Dave laughs as he informs him, “I think you are in deeper than you would like to think.”
Aaron doesn't answer, simply smiles as they stop in front of Emily and her family.
“Miss Prentiss, Prince Clyde.” Aaron nods, trying to stop himself from smiling as he looks at her.
“Your Grace,” they all reply.
“Lady Prentiss, it's nice to see you again.”
“And you, Your Grace.”
Emily smiles softly at Aaron when he looks back at her, he tilts his head as a cue for her to walk with him; she leans her back off the bridge and steps towards him.
“I hear you are maid of honour for Jennifer, at her wedding this coming Saturday.” Aaron says to her as the families begin to walk.
“Yes, I imagine it will be hard for her without Roselyn, so I was quite shocked when she asked.”
“I’m sure you will look beautiful in the dress.”
“Yes I’m sure I will.” she declares casually, he laughs.
“Quite confident aren't we.” he says, she looks at him with a shameless smile.
“Do I have a reason not to be?” She teases, he shakes his head.
“No, not at all.” he tells her, and the smiles that grows on her face as she looks to the floor has him grinning.
“Why, Your Grace, was that a compliment?” she plays shocked as she looks back up and he chuckles.
“I think it was.” he laughs and she grins.
“I'm honoured.” she teases.
"Yes, you should be. I'm not known for being the compliment type." he jokes back and her laugh has him in a trance, the want to be the reason for it having him doubt everything he had vowed, and as she smiles, biting her bottom lip as she looks to the floor he's unable to ignore the effect it has on him.
Rossi and Elizabeth are talking as they watch Emily and Aaron walk ahead of them.
“They get on.”
“They do.” Elizabeth nods.
“I am sure they will make each other very happy.” Dave tells her, Elizabeth looks at him.
“Has he spoken about a proposal?”
“I’m working on it.”
“Prince Ian is very keen on courting her when he arrives in a few months time.” Elizabeth tells the man.
“I’m sure he is...She is a beautiful woman.”
“Yes.” Elizabeth nods with pride, “I do hope The Duke has made a proposal by then, it would be a shame for them to lose this bond they have created.”
“Yes, it would.” he agrees, already working on a plan to change Aaron's mind on his declaration, but as he watches the way he looks at her, he starts to wonder if he will have to.
Jennifer, Penelope and Emily are all being readied for JJ’s wedding when the topic turns to Emily and Aarons newly formed bond.
“He left the ball for you, Emily.” Penelope laughs, “And then took you to your fathers grave. Do not sit there and tell us that you are just friends.”
“We are.” Emily tells them with a laugh.
“Fine.” Penelope says, “But I do not believe you.”
“Nor do I.” Jennifer tells her, “I have seen the smiles the two of you share when you are together.”
Emily laughs as she shakes her head, forcing herself not to react.
“Friends do not look at each other the way you two do.” JJ tells her.
“Yes well… I can assure you there is nothing going on.” Emily informs her friends, “And if we were, it would seem a bit pointless would it not? The man has declared he shall not marry.”
“Maybe it is you who is to change that.” JJ tells her with a raised eyebrow before she is led to the other room to have her dress put on.
“I think the two of you could be really happy.” Penelope tells her with a soft smile. Emily looks and her friend and smiles back, “This could keep you here…”
“Pen,” Emily says, taking the girls hand, “I am not going anywhere, I promise.”
Penelope nods, smiling, “Okay.” She says softly.
Jennifer walks back into the room and the woman gasps.
“JJ, you look beautiful.” Emily tells her, JJ smiles.
“Will is going to lose his mind when he sees you.” Penelope grins.
JJ looks to the floor and laughs, shaking her head. “Roselyn was supposed to be the one is Mother’s dress…”
“Jen..” Emily says, heading towards her, “I bet she’s so happy for you, you know how much she wanted you to have this dress.”
“Yes… I know.” JJ says, “She always said she should not be the one who is in white as she was not the pure one.” the blonde laughs.
“I know how hard it must be to not have her here, but…she would want you to enjoy this day, not be sad.”
“You are right.” JJ says as she wipes her tears, “Are you both ready? We are running late” She laughs. Her friends nod and the blonde smiles.
“I’m getting married.” JJ smiles
“You won't be if you don't make haste.” Emily laughs, and the three women head out, their laughter echoing through the house.
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Emily walks down the aisle first and as she's walking she meets Aarons eye, he sends her a wink, a playful smirk on his face and she forces herself to look away, clearing her throat to stop the laughter that bubbles in her chest.
Throughout the wedding, Emily can feel Aarons eye’s on her, she turns to face him after a few moments, her stomach fluttering when he smirks at her again, she pierces her lips together and turns away, trying not to grin herself.
As Jennifer and Will share a kiss, the room cheers for the two of them, Aaron can't help but stare at Emily as she laughs with Will’s brother, he frowns when the man places a hand on her back, whispering something in her ear that makes her laugh and he hates that he can’t help the jealousy that rises in him. He swallows, looking away from them as he reminds himself that he has no right to her, that this whole ruse is for her benefit, he should not be jealous. He looks again in the corner of his eye and the relief that floods him when he catches sight of the man's wedding ring, tells him he's in far too deep than he should be.
The ball to celebrate the marriage is outside and Aaron can help but watch as Emily walks outside, taking a drink with a smile, and he heads her way.
“It seems as well as The Duke I am also a fortune teller.” he says as he comes up next to her, she laughs as she looks his way.
“What?” she questions, laughing.
“I did say you would look beautiful, it seems I was right.” he tells her, and she blushes.
“Thank you.” she smiles, “It seems you clean up well yourself.”
“Yes, but only once a month, do not expect to see this for awhile.” he jokes.
As they talk, Emily catches Elle’s eyes, who is summoning her over.
"I think they want our attention." Emily says pointing towards the group.
"It would seem that way yes." He says, letting her lead the way.
As they reach the group, Elle pulls a bottle from her dress and leads the way to the back of the house with a laugh, her hand finding Spencer's as the group following behind. Emily shivers as they reach the middle of the garden, jumping slightly when something is dropped onto her shoulders before turning to face Aaron, a smile on her face as she wraps herself into his overcoat.
“Thank you.” she whispers, he nods, his own smile on his face.
The group must have been there for over an hour when Elle and Spencer take their leave, soon followed by Luke and Penelope. Derek and Savannah take their leave soon after, as the two stand, Derek looks at the couple remaining.
“Do behave.” He teases, he points a finger at Emily, “Especially you, Miss Prentiss, we have no room for more scandals.”
“I shall do my best.” she plays, he nods, before almost falling backwards over a hedge. Savannah’s laugh carries back to them as they walk away and the two chuckle.
“Do you want to head back?” Aaron asks her, Emily shakes her head.
“Big scenes are not my thing.” She tells him, “Also I think John is here and I am in no mood for him. Not today.” She says sadly, before bringing the bottle to her lips and drinking some. Aaron can’t help but smirk as she doesn’t even flinch at the burn.
“Then we shall stay here.”
“Unchaperoned.” she gasps playfully, “Whatever will people say.” she says as she passes him the bottle.
“Care for a stroll around the garden?” he asks, standing.
“Of course.” she nods, stepping in time beside him.
The walk until they find a bench a few yards from the party.
“It’s nice out here.” she says as they sit, her eyes casting over the gardens.
“Yes, I used to come here as a child to get away from my father. This is where I first met Roselyn years ago.” he smiles.
“Is your father the reason why you left as soon as you could?
“Yes, that and I had no reason to stay.”
“Did you and your father not get on?
“You could say that.” he tells her, he looks in her direction and swallows, “He was cruel, it wasn't a nice environment.”
“I’m sorry.” she says, she takes his hand, he looks down and smiles, squeezing it.
“Yeah, me too.”
“I wish I could leave, you know?” Emily sighs, “Start over somewhere where no one knows me.”
“How come?” he wonders.
“Many reasons, family, mostly,” she laughs, “The expectations..”
“You have that option, with Prince Ian,”
She laughs, “And be a princess? Doesn't that defeat the purpose of no one knowing me?”
“I guess so, along with him being a war criminal, he's not an ideal match.” Aaron teases, she laughs with a nod of her head while she gulps another drink down before passing it over, he takes it with a smile, not missing the way his skin burns as their fingers glide past each other. “Clyde.. He seems to be very protective of you. I’m surprised he's not hunted you down yet.” Aaron tells her before taking his turn of the bottle.
Emily laughs, “He means well, he worries about me, especially because of..” She stops, he looks at her, she shakes her head.
“Sometimes I think my mothers right…” she says, he looks at her, “That I’m just a string of mistakes pulled together.”
“That's not true.” Aaron tells her, she looks to the floor.
“You don't even know me, not really.” Emily tells him with a sad smile and a sigh.
“I’d like to. I think you’re pretty great.” he smiles at her.
“You wouldn't if you knew me.”
“… Try me.” he tells her after a pause.
She looks up, before laughing, shaking her head and bringing the drink to her lips, she passes it to him, he does the same.
“Not even Spencer knows about half of the thing I have been through and I’ve known him my entire life.”
“Is this about your illness? The one your mother took you away for?”
She nods, pulling her hair down and running her hand through it and as he watches her he finds himself wanting to do the same, he imagines its soft and thick, he imagines if he tugged it just right she would- he stops himself and turns away.
“After my father died I—” she pauses, looking at her hands “Shut down, I guess.” she explains, he looks back up at her, leaning his back against the wall as he listens to her, “My mother wasn't around, too busy pulling strings to take over from my father’s position in the courts...so it was just me.. And then I met John and…” Emily says, she sighs before laughing, “Looking back now I know he took advantage but back then I just wanted to feel something that wasn't pain, or grief..”
“You had sex with him?” he asks, she looked away from him and stared in front of her, wiping the tears falling, she nodded.
“Stupid, I know.” she laughs, shaking her head. “I was fifteen and I was hurting and it made me feel better, anything was better.” she tells him, “I..” she says, smiling when she looks at him, his eyes understanding and trusting, she looks in them for a few moments before she nods, “I got pregnant…” she whispers, he looks at her, his only reaction a wide eyed look, but he remain still, silent, ready to listen. “That's why I was gone for two months…” her voice is small and his heart breaks for her, “My mother made me get a termination and my Aunt Erin hid it all, that's why Clyde is the way he is...he doesn't want to see me go through that again.”
“I'm sorry that happened to you.” he whispers,
“It didn't happen to me, it's just.. Something that happened...a string of mistakes..” she laughs, she wipes her eyes and shakes her head
“So, that's me, you can run for the hills, I wont judge.” she laughs, looking away from him.
“I think I'll stay,” he smiles, “After all who else am I going to discuss my antics with foreign beauties with?” He jokes, she laughs and relaxes, a weight off her shoulder that she had finally shared something she’d been forbidden to speak about.
“Ah yes, what did you get up to these last few years?”
Aaron tells her about his travels, laughing with her when he talks about hungover mornings and late night rendezvous.
“I think Paris was my favourite.” he tells her, she nods in agreement.
“My father took me there a few months before he passed, when he was still healthy enough.” Emily tells him, “I am glad I had those few months with him before his illness took over. My mother thinks it was the reason why I behaved the way I did after his passing but, I am glad I was there when he died, that he wasn’t alone.”
“I am sorry.” He tells her, she looks at him and grins while she laughs.
“You’ve said that.”
He grins at her before tilting his head, “I am sorry nonetheless. The loss of a loved parent hurts more than anything I know of.” He tells her, Emily hums in agreement.
“He passed at the end of January and then after that the whole year did not get any better.”
“When did you meet John?”
“In the April..” she informs me, “I fell with child in the October.”
“Did you want it?” He asks her, she shrugs,
“I don't know, I wasn't given a choice.” she explains, “I told my Aunt, who told my mother and I was taken to the farm two weeks later.”
“Does John know?”
“Yes, he says he wanted to marry me,” she laughs, “claims he loved me and that we could have been a family but..” Her sentence dies down, her mind reliving the worst year of her life.
“But you were fifteen…” he says, “Your birthday is in October, I know it couldn't have been an easy month.”
“You know when my birthday is?” she asks with a smile, he nods.
“Of course…” he grins, she laughs happily and turns away from him.
“Is there a reason your mother was against John's plan?” He questions, “It was a good one, people would accept your pregnancy…”
“John is your age, Your Grace.” she laughs. Aaron stares at her taken aback by her announcement, his smile gone, “he was nineteen at the time, My Aunt, she set a law when she became Queen that woman is not to marry until she is 18, so.. It wasn't allowed. I got the termination and he has never really treated me the same since. He actually hated me up until Matthew's death.”
“He never loved you” The Duke tells her with anger on her behalf.
“I know.” she smiled, “He's a rake, Your Grace, I’m well aware.”
“He should not have taken you the way he did. Not at his age.” he says and she takes his hand, smiling when he looks at her.
“I know.” she says again, “But I consented and until October…. he and I had fun... in secret of course,” she grins, “But he is the reason I met Matthew and for that I could never regret what me and John had. Ever since Matthew died he's been trying to get me back, but... I don't know, he's not a good guy, I know that now.”
Aaron stands, bringing her with him by their entwined hands and pulls her close, their faces mere inches from one another, her breath hitches as she holds it, staring at him. The feel of his hand on her lower back send a shiver up her spine, has her heart hammering against her ribs and the feel of her hand rested in his, the feel of her chest pressed up against his own has him entranced, glancing his eyes to her lips before back to her own.
A shout of her name pulls them from their trance. She drops his hand as he drops his from her back and she turns with wide eyes.
“What are you doing out here?” Clyde says casually, until he spots the whiskey bottle and marches over, grabbing her hand and pulling her from Aaron. He stares daggers at the other man, fury taking over.
“Is this what you do?” He directs at the Duke, “Get girls drunk and take them in the garden?”
“Clyde-”
“Sush, Emily, everyone has been worried about you.” he bites, his eye's not leaving Aaron.
“You are lucky it was me that has found the two of you and not someone else, her alone in the garden with a man that could ruin her. As you are well aware, Your Grace.” the man spits.
“We were just talking…” Aaron tells him.
Clyde looks at him, taking in their appearances, her in his coat, her hair falling down her shoulder, him with an untucked shirt and he can only laugh.
“Is that all?” he throws at him.
“Clyde enough, we were just talking.” Emily tells him.
“We’re leaving, Emily. Say goodbye.”
She takes off the jacket and walks to him, a smile on her lips as she hands it to him,
“I’ll see you around, Your Grace, thank you for a good night.”
“You are great company, Miss Prentiss. I look forward to seeing you again.” he says with a grin. She nods, biting her lip, and turns around. Clyde then grabs her arm and pulls her gently, muttering words to her as he all but marches her back to the main garden. As he follows behind a few moments later, he catches her scent in his jacket and smiles.
“That was stupid, Emily. What if someone were to see you?”
"We are courting, are we not?” she lies, “We were just having a conversation.”
“Unchaperoned?”
“He's the duke.” Emily laughs, "What—”
“And you're the niece of The Queen, who, by the way, is on thin ice as is after your ordeal three years prior.”
“Do not dare use that against me.” Emily spits at him, pulling her arm from his hold.
“We are leaving, say your farewell to the bride while I get your mother.”
Emily storms away, putting on a smile when JJ comes up to the side of her.
“Where have you been?” Jennifer laughs.
“Around.” Emily laughs, Jennifer pulls her friend close and drags her to the floor.
“Have you had a good night?” Emily asks her.
“Yes.” she smiles, “I have.”
“Good, I am glad.” Emily tells her friend as JJ pulls her in for a hug.
“Thank you, for this morning. I could not have done that without you.”
“You are welcome.” Emily whispers, they pull away and JJ laughs as Emily twirls her.
The girls are still laughing when Clyde walks over.
“We are leaving.” he tells her, JJ frowns.
“May I ask why?”
“Her mother is feeling unwell, I am sorry for the early departure, Miss… I do guess it's Lamontagne now.” Clyde smiles, Emily laughs and turns to her friend as the woman’s face drops.
“I did not think of that…” JJ says, “Jennifer Lamontagne… Can I not keep Jareau?” She whispers, Emily laughs.
“That is a conversation for you and Will.”
“Come, Emily, make haste.” Clyde says as he looks around for Aaron. Emily rolls her eyes before pulling her friend in for a hug.
“Have a good night..” Emily tells her with a wink, JJ blushes. “Enjoy your week away.”
“I am sure I will.” JJ tells her, “If your words are anything to go by I am sure I-”
“On that note.” Clyde interrupts and drags Emily away as she laughs. JJ chuckles to herself, watching as Emily laughs as she is pulled away. They walk past Aaron on their way out and the two smile at each other, Aaron turning to watch her go, before frowning, worry settling in his stomach when her mother grabs her arm, all but dragging her out of view.
Elizabeth slams the door behind her as Emily walks ahead, jumping at the loud sound the door makes.
“Even after everything you've done you still find more ways to cause trouble.”
“We were just talking, mother...” Emily sighs as she turns to face her in the hall.
“I do not think you know how to do just talking, Emily.”
“What are you trying to say?”
“I am saying that you seem to not know any better. You will drop your garments for anyone who pays you just the littlest bit of attention!” Elizabeth shouts. Emily stares at her with shock before laughing and shaking her head.
“I have done nothing wrong.” Emily tells her mother, “It is not my fault you are choosing not to believe me.”
“Have you ever given me a reason to believe you?”
Elizabeth walks up to her daughter, standing face to face with her and all Emily can do is holds her head high and raise an eyebrow.
“You are the biggest burden of my life and I can no longer pretend that you and your reputation are not something that follows this family name like a dark cloud.” Elizabeth tells her daughter, “You are used goods, and you are silly if you think The Duke wants anything more from you than what you have probably already given him. Girls like you always get the powerful men just before they are ready to settle down, you will never be the one he chooses, and you are naïve if you think differently.” she hisses, before knocking her shoulder as she walks past, the slam of the office door making her jump as she lets out a shaky breath, grabbing the stair rail as she leans back, closing her eyes as she forces herself not to cry before rushing up the stairs. She closes her door with her back and falls down as a cry leaves her body. She grabs the necklace around her neck as she cries, wondering is maybe her mother right.
-
In the Duke’s mansion, Aaron is listening to his Uncle’s rant.
“You cannot take a lady into the garden unchaperoned, and especially not the Royal Niece.”
“We were just talking.” Aaron explains.
“I know of your behaviour, Aaron. I know of your relations with women before you even left for your travels and I am not stupid enough to believe that you did not continue those...activities while you were away. And I am sure you are aware of her past relationship with John.. can you see where I may have issues with believing the two of you were just talking?” Dave questions, but he stays silent.
“I do not think you really understand how much trouble this could have caused.” Dave tells him, “Elizabeth is… she is not a nice woman, not to her daughter or anyone really… but to Emily she is especially cruel, maybe not in the way your father was but in her way of words.” Dave tells him, “I have heard Clyde comfort her many a time when her mother has spat evil things at her, and after tonight's events…” Dave looks Aaron in the eyes, before speaking, “Her mother will force that young girl to marry Prince Ian, he is just a few years older than you Aaron, and I have met him and he is very charming, if not dangerously so. She is young, impressionable. She will be forced to marry and she will be sent to Ireland. You are in a position to change that." Dave tells him, "So change it."
-
Aaron spots her for the first time in two days at the Garcia Ball, celebrating the Lord’s birthday. He walks to her, she smiles in his direction, he smiles back and once he arrives at her side, he notices that Clyde will not leave it.
“Upon request of my mother I am to stand still and look pretty.” she explains as his eyes move from hers to Clyde.
“So I guess a dance is out of the question?” he questions, Emily chuckles as Clyde stares at him. She turns to look at him, the word please being playfully spoken and the man rolls his eyes before nodding.
“Thank you.” she smiles, Clyde nods, watching them with a small grin as they walk off.
“I am sorry if our antics got you into trouble with your mother.” he says as he takes her hand.
“Do not worry, it is fine.” she smiles, “My Mother did not even notice, it was my Aunt who sent Clyde to search for me. I feel she is more mad about that.” Emily tells him, “And if Clyde hadn't caused such a big scene we could have snuck back in undetected so I am blaming him, that much he is aware of.” she laughs. “I hope you were not in trouble with your Uncle?”
He shakes his head, “he wants what's best for me really, he knows I would never disrespect you.”
Emily smiles, “He seems nice.”
“He is. I know he wishes he could respect mine, but unfortunately he cannot, I am the last Hotchner, and he knows I should carry on the name.” he explains
“You still don't want to?”
“I do not, I told my father I wouldn't. I will not give him what he wants.”
“Your grace—"
“Call me Aaron, if people are to believe we are courting you should call me by name,”. zhe smirks,
“Aaron, your father is dead, he has no power over you anymore.”
“Yes, and it will remain that way,”
“And if your mind changes and it's too late?”
“I will be happy in knowing my father never got what he wanted." he tells her and she looks at him with sad eyes.
“I am sorry that the man was that cruel you feel you cannot live the life you want...”
“I am.”
“Are you?”
He looks at her and she sighs.
“You never wanted to marry? Have a family? Not ever?”
“I—” he begins, but there is a tap on his shoulder, they both turn and Derek smiles at them.
“Miss Prentiss," he smirks, “May I have this dance? We have a matter we must discuss, urgently.”
She frowns, before taking his hand, nodding her head to Aaron before being lead away by Derek. Aaron watches them go, stepping backwards, turning with an apology when he bumps into someone. Penelope simply shakes her head, playfully holding out her hand and laughing when he takes it.
“You and Em look really happy, I am glad you're both working on something, you deserve it.”
“Thank you Miss Garcia, how is your father?” he asks her, watching Derek and Emily in the corner of his eyes.
“I heard that you and him were in the garden, alone yesterday,”
“You did?”
“Yes, it seems that someone over heard the conversation yesterday.
“I see.” she nods.
“This could ruin you.” Derek warns, she simply rolls her eyes.
“Its fine." she tells him.
“So the two of you are courting? “
Emily looks at him and nods. “Yes.” she lies.
“And you are aware of the declaration that he will not marry?”
“I am.” Emily confirms.
“And so what is your plan? You have to marry, Emily, I know you don't want to but you do not have a choice.”
“I’m aware.” Emily groans.
“And so what?”
“Do not worry, Derek, everything is under control.”
“If you do not have a marriage proposal in three months your mother will make you marry Prince Ian.”
“Actually as long as I am courting with Aaron she has backed off, she believes he will propose soon.” she smirks.
“But he will not…” he tells her.
“No, but, as long as I do not have to marry a war criminal, I find that I do not care."
“So you're leading him on in hopes of getting out of marrying Prince Ian…”
“Everything is under control, Derek, please, do not worry.”
“I'm afraid I do, and I will. Always.” Derek tells her and she smiles.
“I know, and I thank you for that, but right now there is no need.” Emily assures him.
“If you say so, Miss Prentiss.” he accepts with a nod.
Emily rolls her eyes, “will you drop the Miss Prentiss already?”
Derek laughs and twirls her, before pulling her back into him, “Never.” he whispers and she laughs.
She makes eye contact with Aaron over Derek's shoulder and he smiles at her, she smiles back as her heart flutters at the grin on his face, she looks away with a small smile of her own.
-
Aaron spots John across the room sometime later, and with a frown notices he is staring at Emily with an angered eye and a whiskey in his hand. Emily is standing on the other side of the room talking to Viscount Andrew Mendoza, as he watches her smile at something he says, he feels a pool of jealousy erupt in him, one that is getting harder to ignore. Taking a deep breath he heads out of the room and into the gardens for some fresh air, only for him name to be called a few seconds later.
“If it isn’t the man who stole my woman…” John slurs, Aaron just stares plainly at him. “Do you know about her and I?” John asks, stepping step closer to The Duke. “That we love each other? That it is I who should be marrying her? That the two of us have a past you can not compete with?” He starts to yell as he steps closer to him, the man laughing as he gets no reaction, “Is she giving you what you want, Your Grace?” He smiles smugly, “She is good isn’t she…” He smiles, “Very bendy.” He whispers, “God the things I used to be able to make her do..” John tells him, and Aaron loses it, grabbing the man by his shirt and pulling him behind the building before he drops him and throws a punch. John stumbles onto the floor and Aaron leans over him, picking him up by his shirt, and stares into his eyes with fury.
“If you ever speak of or too, Emily Prentiss ever again, I can and I will have you taken care of faster than you think, and I'd make it so that no one knew you were missing.” Aaron spits in a harsh quiet tone, “Do you understand?” Aaron asks him, and the man simply nods, dropping the the floor with a grunt as Aaron lets him go, looking at the man with a look of disgust before walking off.
Aaron walks through the door at the entrance of the house just as Emily and her family are heading towards the exit. He can hear Elizabeth talking to her daughter about Viscount Mendoza and he forces himself not to roll his eyes, reminding himself that this was the whole point, to give her time to find someone. When he hears Emily laugh he swears he feels his heart ache, but flutter at the same time.
“He is nice, yes.” Emily agrees with a hum of content.
“His father is also very powerful, he would leave a lot of money and power to Andrew in the wake of his death.”
“Mother—” Emily frowns, but Elizabeth just shrugs her shoulders.
“Just something to think about.” she tells her daughter.
Aaron appears in front of them, almost bumping right into Emily as he has his head turned in the opposite direction after hearing footsteps outside.
Emily laughs at the collision, smiling when he looks at her but the smile soon drops when his face looks back at her with anger, not directed at her. She stares at him with a frown before catching sight of his hand and grabbing it, looking back at him.
“What happened?” Emily asks softly, the tone of worry in her voice makes his anger fade and turn into something… he didn’t quite know how to describe.
“Nothing,” he tells her, “It’s fine.”
Emily stares at him, dropping his hand when she feels eyes of them.
“Your hand is bleeding, Your Grace…” Erin says, Aaron looks at her with a soft smile.
“Yes,” He says, “I must get it seen to, if you'll excuse me…” he nods his head in a bow at her and goes to walk away when he sees his Uncle walking towards him, he curses under his breath and goes to turn and faces Emily, who is looking at him with confusion.
“What is going on?” She asks him in a quiet voice, he shakes his head.
“Nothing,” He smiles, “Lady Prentiss..” Aaron says, Elizabeth turns and smiles.
“Yes, Your Grace?”
“Do you mind if I steal your daughter for a moment?”
“Of course not,” Elizabeth tells him with a smile, he smiles back at her and nods, before grabbing Emily’s hand and quickly rushing from the scene, the speed causes her to almost trip as she is pulled by him.
“What are you doing?” Emily asks as he tries to keep her balance as he pulls her, not giving her enough time to get her feet at the same speed.
Her family are still staring when he drags her behind the wall and into another hallway.
“That was strange..” Elizabeth says.
“Yes, yes it was.” The other woman agrees.
“Shall I follow?” Clyde suggest to them.
“I think that would be smart.” they tell him and Clyde nods, heading in their direction.
“Did I just see my dear Nephew run off with your Niece, Your Majesty?” Dave says as he comes up behind them and the woman turn.
“You did.”
“Did he give a reason?”
“He did not.” Elizabeth tells him “His hand was bloody though, Mr Rossi. Is there something we should know about?”
“No of course not.” Rossi smiles, “The Duke is very polite.”
“If he lays a hand on my Niece I will ruin him, you do know that, yes?”
“Yes, I am aware, but he would never, he’s his mothers son, not his fathers.”
“You better be right in that. My daughter is not one to mess with…”
“Of course, if you don't mind I think I shall go after them…” Rossi says, before talking of in a fast walk down the hall.
-
Aaron pulls her along, stopping them when they're in an empty room, closing the door behind him.
“What is going on?” She asks. Aaron just looks at his sore hand as he shakes it.
“Sit.” Emily tells him, pointing to a chair, he stares at her but she raises an eyebrow and he sighs, sitting. Emily walks over to a cabinet and pulls out a few wipes before heading back to him and sitting on the chair next to his. She holds her hand out and he rolls his eyes before placing his injured one in it.
“What happened?” Emily asks, he looks away.
“Nothing.” he mumbles.
“Yes it looks like nothing to me.”
“It's fine.”
“Did you get into a fight?” she asks.
“Something like that..”
“With whom?”
Aaron sighs, “Emily, I do not see how that is your business.”
“You are the one that dragged me here.” she reminds him, “For what if not to talk?”
“I like your company.” he smiles and Emily holds back a smirk, piercing her lips and looks back his hand.
“It is a small cut, you'll be fine.”
“Thank you.” Aaron grins, she nods with a small smile of her own, his hand remaining in hers.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Emily asks him quietly. He looks at her with a small smile and the shake of his head.
“There is no need, it's over now.”
“You are okay?”
“Yes, I am now.” he smiles at her and she smiles back, laughing as she bites her lip and looks away when his grin gets wider at the sound of her small laugh.
“What is going on in here?” Clyde says as he walks through the door, both their heads snap up to the door.
“Nothing, everything is fine.” Aaron tells him.
“You drag my cousin out by her arm in front of her family…”
“I asked her mother,” He tells him, Emily holds back a laugh and looks back to the floor.
“Yes for a moment not to drag her away.” Clyde snaps, “You should know The Queen is quite displeased with the display, considering the blood on your hand. “ Clyde informs them, “Which I see now is being treated.” He says and Emily drops his hand and places her own in her lap.
Aaron looks at him, “Everything is fine, Your Highness, I just needed a moment.”
“With my cousin?” Clyde questions, Aaron smiles,
“Who else?” he throws back.
Clyde doesn't have a chance to respond before Dave is barging into the room.
“What in the world is wrong with you?” The man hisses and Aaron rolls his eyes.
“You drag the Niece of The Queen away and into an empty room all while your hand bleeds? The Queen is not happy, neither is her mother.”
“Like I just told the prince everything is fin-”
“It is not fine my boy.” Dave interrupts, “ You forget your father was friends with The King, as well as the late Lord Prentiss. The whole family is aware of his temper. You dragging away Miss Prentiss with no explanation…” Rossi shakes his head and stares at him. “And I have seen the state you have left John in, the young man is stumbling down the road, his face covered in blood.”
“You fought John?” Emily questions, looking at Aaron, he goes to turn and face her when Rossi continues.
“Do you want them to believe you are your fathers son?” Rossi questions, Aaron stares at him.
“I am nothing like him.” Aaron tells him, his voice hard and serious, the tone causes Emily to look at him and Clyde walks over to her.
“I know that but how are they too? You come into the room with a bloody hand and pull a woman away? Not to mentio-”
Aaron stands and steps towards him “Compare to me that man again and I will have you taken care of faster than you can blink.” Aaron hisses, “Remember your status, you are not a Hotchner, you are where you are because I allow you to be.” Aaron spits, his voice low and venomous. Rossi stares at him, and nods.
“The way you act now.. you look just like him.” Rossi says and Aaron steps back and collects himself, his temper back under control. He looks at Emily quickly and hates that that he is the reason there is a hint of fear in her eyes as she grabs onto Clyde's arm
“I think I should like to go…” Emily tells Clyde softly.
“Of course.” Clyde nods.
“Emil-” Aaron tries,
“I will see you around, Your Grace.” She says with a nod, and allows Clyde to walk her away.
As they round the corner, Emily looks at her cousin.
“He's.. got a temper…” Emily whispers, Clyde nods.
“Yes it would seem that way.”
“I have never seen that side to him before.”
“Good.”
“I find I did not like it.”
“I doubt he would ever be like that with you,” Clyde tells her. “I have known the man for years, he is more like his mother than his father.”
Emily nods and Clyde stops them, she looks at him as he stands in front of her.
“If I felt him dangerous, he would not be anywhere near you, you know that.”
“Yes I do.” She smiles, he nods.
“Good, let's get you home. It has been a long night.”
Emily hums in agreement, turning back around and finding Aaron staring at her as he and David walk out of the room, she turns when his eyes find her and follows Clyde round the corner.
Aaron goes to the Prentiss house the next day to find her, needing to apologize for the night before, unable to rest with the pang of guilt that lingers in his stomach.
“Your Grace, how unexpected. " Clyde says when he opens the door "I'm afraid Emily is unavailable today…” He tells her.
Aaron frowns, “Is she okay?”
“She is fine.” Clyde nods.
“Then… Can I see her?” Aaron questions with confusion.
“I'm afraid not, You Grace, she is not up for visitors.” Clyde tells him, Aaron looks back at him.
“So she isn't okay? Will you please just tell me what is wrong?” Aaron asks.
“Miss Prentiss is ill, Your Grace, and her mother has made the decision to not allow visitors until she is seen by a doctor, I am sure you understand.” Clyde tells him.
“How ill?” Aaron asks, worry in his face, Clyde sighs.
“Aaron,” he sighs, and steps forward, shutting the door, before facing him with a deep breath, “Emily is unwell. She woke today with a high fever and a cough.” he explains, before swallowing and looking Aaron in the face, “The last time we saw this was her father." He whispers and Aarons heart drops.
“Lady Prentiss and my Mother are inside, she is being well cared for but until she is seen by a doctor there are no visitors allowed.”
Aaron looks at him and Clyde can see the worry on his face. “I think she will be fine, I believe it to just be a slight flu but to be cautious she is being seen by a doctor today.”
“She.. she was fine yesterday…” Aaron stutters as he tries to calm the worry that grows in him.
“Indeed she was, which is why I am not worried. Her father was ill before these symptoms, but our family is worried, Emily is never ill."
“Do you..do you think it could be something dangerous? Late onset of what her father had…” Aaron asks.
“I am not sure, but as soon as I know anymore I will have someone inform you.” Clyde tells the worried man. “I will tell her you called, Aaron, but I must get back inside.
“Of course. Do let me know.”
“I shall, good day.”
“Yes, good day, Clyde.”
The man walks in the house and Aaron heads away from the door, his mind reeling, worried right to the pit of his stomach.
Clyde walks back in, into the room with his mother and aunty.
“Was that The Duke?"
“Yes, I told him of Emily's condition, he seemed quite worried.” Clyde tells her.
“Yes, the two of them are quite close." Erin smiles. "Maybe he should call over in a few days.."
“He is not to be anywhere near my daughter while she is like this, anything could happen.” Elizabeth scolds as she paces the door awaiting the doctor.
“Dear sister, do calm down, I merely meant she may like to see him, he will not be alone with her.”
“I am not sure, what do we really know of this man anyway?”
“He’s The Duke, not a War Criminal like the man you have lined up.”
“I just want my daughter to be able to have a fresh start.”
“I’m sure you do, however she does not, she and The Duke are getting on and when the doctor gives the green light, he shall come over and that's final.”
The doctor then heads down the stairs, interrupting the argument.
“How is she?” Elizabeth asks.
“She has quite a high fever and that cough is definitely something to keep watch on, but her chest and lungs seem to be clear, I heard no sign for concern when listening to her breathing, I think it to be a rough flu, lots of rest and some hot liquids and she should be fine a in a few days.” He tells the family.
“So we do not need to be concerned that the symptoms mirror that of what her father died from?” Elizabeth questions.
“No, I do not believe so. Antony had lots of fluid in his lungs from the start, I would have heard the first stages of it during my visit today.”
“Thank you, doctor, I shall have a hot tea sent to her straight away.” Elizabeth says, the doctor nods and sees himself out.
"I will go and inform her of The Duke's visit."
Clyde goes into Emily’s room after a tap on her door, he looks as her and she is wrapped in bed, half asleep, he sits on the chair next to her, and she smiles
“Hey…” she crocks.
“Hey.” he says back, “The Duke called for you.”
“He did?” Emily questions as she opens her eyes slightly more.
“Yes. I imagine he wants to apologize for his behaviour last night.”
“Hm.."
“I told him of your condition and he seemed quite worried,” Clyde tells her, “The Duke cares a lot for you.”
Emily smiles as her eyes drop closed.
“Rest, I shall let The Duke know you will be fine, I'm sure he would like to see you at some point over the next few days, once you're able to get out of bed, that is.” he jokes.
“Thank you," she smiles and he nods, closing the door behind him.
-
Three days later he calls around again, flowers in his hand, he walks through the house, thanking the woman he leads him to the living room and Clyde turns at the sound of footsteps.
“Are those for Emily?” he asks.
“Would you rather them be for you?” Aaron teases, Clyde laughs.
“She is the second room to the right, I trust you to behave.” he says with a raised eyebrow.
“Of course.” Aaron tells him with a wink and Clyde points a finger at him.
“There are three maids up there, I have asked them to watch out for the both of you.”
Aaron laughs, “Trust me, I will not be misbehaving, the woman is unwell... I do not wish to catch it.”
“You are a funny man I see.” Clyde notes and Aaron smirks before he heads up the stairs.
He taps on Emily's door and opens it at her small come in. She is sitting on her window seat, clutching her necklace that he has noticed before. She looks at him and smiles, standing up.
“Are those for me?” she teases, a smile on her face.
“No, I'm afraid I'm courting the maid next door... these are for her.” He tells her.
“Ahh,” she nods, “found true love I see.”
“Of course, she is quite the woman.”
“Yes,” Emily smirks, he smiles back as he passes her the flowers.
“Thank you, they're beautiful.” she puts them in a vase on her vanity and faces him
“Join me,” she says, before heading towards her window, “The city is busy today, I like to watch people.” He sits across from her, watching her as she looks outside, she finds him starting, she laughs,
“What?”
“Nothing, just good to see you’re feeling better.”
“Yes, my cough is still quite heavy but my fever is gone as well as the aches”
“I’m glad, the balls are a lot less fun without someone whose company I like..” He grins as she looks at him with a smile.
“Is that you telling me you missed me?” she questions.
“Hmm maybe it is..” he says to her.
“Hmm, I guess I could say I missed you too.” she replies, he laughs.
“You guess?
“Yes.” she tells him before looking out the window, but he can’t help but stare at the smile on her lips long enough to look away.
“Spencer and Elle seem pretty happy these days.” she says, watching them as they stroll down the city.
“Yes, I think he will propose soon.”
“They make a nice couple.”
“Indeed.” he agrees and she smiles, looking at him from the side.
“That is a nice necklace.” he tells her as she looks at it, she smiles.
“My father got it for me from Paris a few months before he passed for my birthday.” she opens it and passes it to him.
“It's beautiful."
"Thank you." she says quietly.
“He sounds like a great man.”
“He was.” she says softly as he passes the necklace back to her. After a few moments of peaceful, comfortable silence he speaks.
“I wanted to apologise for the other night. The way I acted.”
“It’s okay.” she smiles.
“It is not.” he tells her, she looks at him, “My father was cruel and… being compared to him made me see red, but I should not have reacted in the way I did in front of you and for that I am sorry.”
“I am sorry for how I reacted.” she tells him, “ I am not scared of you.”
Aaron smiles, “Good. I would never hurt you.” he tells her, “I promise.” he smiles.
“I know,” She smiles back, “But thank you… for promising.”
He looks at her, nodding.
As they look out the window blissfully, enjoying easy conversation, it hits him like a wave that the thought of her doing this with someone else makes his blood boil, and that he cannot see himself ever doing this with anyone else.
Emily finds herself stuck between wanting to ask him what this was now and not wanting to know, because if she falls by herself… she doesn't know if she’ll be able to get back up again. Not this time.
-
After that he doesn't see her for a few days, his work as Duke taking over, he is taking a walk with Dave, discussing work when he spots her with their friends, as well as Viscount Andrew Mendoza.
“It seems Miss Prentiss has company.” Rossi tells him.
“Yes, I see that.”
“If you don't propose soon you will lose her.”
“I have told you before, I do not intend to marry. How many more times shall I tell you this?”
“So, are you going to allow yourself to lose Miss Prentiss just to spite your late father? Does he still remain that powerful to you?”
Hotch doesn't answer, just watches Emily as they pass the group, all seven nod their head, Emily gives him a smile and a small wave, he nods back with a smile and carries on his walk.
“You and The Duke are good friends, yes?” Andrew asks her.
“Yes, you could say that.” Emily agrees.
“Hmm, I heard rumors the two of you were courting…” he says, she nods.
“You did?”
“Indeed.”
Emily just nods at him, a smile on her lips, "Just a rumour." she tells him, and forces herself not to turn to watch Aaron walk away.
“You are staring.” Derek tells him that night as they all stand in the middle of the room, Aaron rolls his eyes.
“No.” he says, “I am just simply observing.”
Derek laughs, “You’ve fallen for her.” Aaron looks at him , “Maybe that vow to never marry wasn't very well planned.
“We are just friends.” Aaron tells him, “And she has had a few day’s out with Mendoza.”
Derek just laughs once again, “You are being stupid. Mendoza is trying but I have been there when they are talking and she is somewhere else, Aaron. She likes you.”
He tries to ignore the hope that flutters in his chest.
Andrew smiles at her, "I gather you and The Duke are just friends?"
“We are…” she tells him.
“Do I save myself the embarrassment of assuming you will be available when I am back?”
She smiles, “I don’t know.”
“Is that so?” the man asks her with a raised eyebrow.
“I have no idea what things will be like in three months.” she tells him, he looks at her.
“I guess we wait and see then.”
Emily grins, “I guess we do.”
As the dance changes she is twirled from him and lands in Aaron embrace, she smiles.
“I have not seen you tonight.” She says, he nods.
“I have been mingling upon request.” He complains, Emily grins.
“You don’t seem to like many people do you?” she asks.
“I do not.” he agrees, before smiling at her and pulling her closer to him, “You are the rare exception.” He whispers, she smiles at him, before laughing as he pushes her back and then into him again.”
“Andrew Mendoza seems to think you are going to propose to me.” She tells him, he looks at her, “He is leaving for business for a few months and is under the impression will be on our way to marriage by then.” She’s laughing, shaking her head.
“My mind has not changed..” he tells her, she looks at him and nods.
“I know,” she says softly, “And this isn't real anyway, right?” She points out, meeting his eyes, hating that there's a hope in her chest that he might change his mind.
“Right…” he agrees softly, a pain in his chest catching him off guard.
They separate, each heading in different direction of the room.
Both of them far too scared to admit its a lot more than a ruse anymore.
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