So I've had this first chapter written for a while, but I didn't want to post it until I had the other chapters going in my head. But now I'm up to chapter four and I think there will only be five so I figured now would be a good time to post it. I hope everybody likes it. Feel free to leave a review if you'd like, they make me smile.

Also Wednesday is making a fast approach on us and I'm anxious and terrified all at the same time for it to come, but I'm sure it will be nothing short of EPIC! Anywho, hopefully ya'll like the story, and chapter two will most likely be up Wednesday. Enjoy, kisses!

"We have to do something Rossi. Aren't you tired of watching those two look at each other with desire in their eyes but never having them do anything about it?" JJ asked the older profiler.

"Of course I'm tired of it, but what do you want us to do about it?"

"We need to convince them that we know about it, and that they could be happy together. Now are you with me or not Dave? Because if you don't want to help me I'm sure Garcia will be glad to, but I figured Hotch would feel more comfortable talking to you about it." JJ quickly barked out.

Rossi held up his hands in defense, "Calm down, I'll do it. He's not going to like it, but I'll do it. So you go get Emily and talk to her in your office and I'll go to his." JJ nodded her head then stood up and quickly walked out of Dave's office.

JJ coughed loudly which caused Emily and Reid to look up from their work. She gave a small apologetic smile towards Reid and once he turned around she waved to Emily and pointed towards her office. The brunette gave a small nod then looked around before heading up to JJ's office.

"Close the door Em," JJ said from her spot behind her desk.

Emily did as she was told then took a seat in front of JJ. "What's going on? What was with the cough out there?" she chuckled.

"I needed to talk to you, and I didn't want anyone else to hear."

"Okay, what's up?"

JJ decided getting straight to the point would be her best bet. "How long have you been in love with Hotch?"

Emily choked on air. "I…wh…you…what are you talking about?" she cried out.

JJ couldn't contain her laughter. "Defensive much Em? So what is the answer?"

Emily hung her head down and whispered, "3 years, 6 months, 19 days and," she checked her watch, "33 minutes."

A huge smile graced JJ's face. "I knew it," she cried out. "Now what are you going to do about it?"

Emily's head snapped up. "What the hell do you mean what am I going to do about it? It's been more than three years Jay, what makes you think I would do something now?"

JJ shrugged. "Probably because he feels the same way about you."

Laughing with full sarcasm lacing it, "And what possibly makes you think that?"

"Do you really not notice the way he stares at you? The way that his eyes linger on you more than anyone else on the team. Or the way that he's concerned about you?"

"He doesn't stare at me JJ, and he's concerned about all of us. That means nothing."

JJ rolled her eyes. "Do you want to be by yourself forever Emily? Because you have a man right in front of you that I know that if he knew you wanted him as well, he would be with you. You just have to go for it Em. You want him, go get him," she pushed the brunette.

"Why are you so adamant about this?" Emily asked.

"Because I want you to be happy. I want Hotch to be happy. You both deserve it, and," she gave a small shrug, "why not be happy together?" she asked.

Emily stood up and headed for the door. "He doesn't like me like that JJ. I'm positive of that. Just," she sighed, "let it go," she told her as she turned the handle and walked back to her desk.

Meanwhile Rossi barged into Hotch's office and plopped into the seat across from the chief. "So what's the deal Aaron?" he asked skipping all the small talk.

Hotch arched an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"

"When are you going to ask Emily out?"

Hotch's mouth dropped open in shock. "Never. Why would I ask her out?"

"You love her dumbass, and don't act like you don't. Everyone sees how you look at her. We watch as you protect her but for some reason you don't act on your feelings. I want to know why."

"I don't look at her any more than I look at the rest of the team. You're seeing things, which must come with old age."

Rossi let out a snort. "Why Aaron?"

"Probably because I don't like her like that, and she doesn't like me like that. That might have something to do with it."

"Are you saying that if she did have feelings for you, you would do something about it?"

"No!" Hotch tilted his head. "Why are you pushing this?"

"Because you need to get laid, and if you don't want to get laid," he continued upon seeing Hotch's facial reaction, "then you at least need to have a decent relationship with someone. Someone who you can trust and be open with. In my opinion that is Emily. You can try to deny it all you want Aaron, but you two would be perfect together and I know that you know that."

Hotch sighed but stayed silent. "You have to let someone in, and I don't know why you don't want it to be Prentiss."

Looking out of the window in his office, his eyes landed on the brunette in question. Letting out a huge sigh Aaron decided to tell Rossi what was on his mind. "I'm not saying I don't want it to be Prentiss Dave. She's…"he paused groping for the right word, "amazing." He chanced a glance at Rossi who was appreciating the words coming out of his mouth. "But because of the fact that she is so amazing is the reason I can't pursue anything with her. She deserves more. She deserves someone who can give her the world, and I'm not that person."

"What if she wants you?"

Hotch glared at Dave. "She doesn't want me. That's also a reason I won't say anything to her because why would I want to get crushed when she tells me she doesn't feel the same?"

"How do you know she doesn't?"

"I just do!" Hotch felt his anger bubbling up. Why was Rossi doing this to him? Couldn't he tell from his words and voice that all he wanted was Emily? That in a way he felt like she could make him complete? Rossi had to know that, but he also had to know that Emily didn't feel the same.

Dave could tell that his friend was tired of this conversation. "Alright," he stood up and headed towards the door, "do me a favor though, think about what I said, because I know that the two of you could be happy together." With that said Rossi closed the door behind him to leave his boss contemplating what to do next.