"Sweetheart, where are my keys?" Hotch shouted from the apartment door. He padded on his pockets to ensure he didn't have them on him.

"You threw them in the drawer." Emily responded from the bedroom as she slipped on her heels.

"What drawer?" Hotch questioned. He hadn't budged, hoping Emily would come to the living room and find the keys for him. The brunette hopped out of the bedroom, attempting to slip on her second heel as she wobbled towards her boyfriend.

"Right here, Hun." Emily handed him the keys. She looked at her reflection in the mirror for the last time. The couple was scheduled to meet Axel and his girlfriend, Angela Starr, at an Italian restaurant but they were already five minutes late and they hadn't stepped out of the house yet.

"Car and house keys? Check. Wallet? Check. Boyfriend? Check." Emily emphasized the last one with a kiss to Hotch's smiling lips.

"You're late," Axel chuckled as he saw Emily and Hotch jog into the restaurant, "Don't rush on my account."

"Shut up." Emily laughed as she hugged him. As she starting taking her seat, Hotch shook Axel's hand.

"Where is she?" Hotch asked as he took his seat next to Emily and across from Axel.

"Restroom. Hotch, are you a football fan?" Hotch nodded and the two men began to discuss the upcoming Super bowl with vigor. Emily waited and watched for the missing patron.

"Bronco's are definitely taking it." A sultry voice sounded from behind Emily. The FBI agents turned to catch a glimpse of the mysterious woman that Garcia told them about. She walked around the table to take her position on Axel's side. Hotch and Emily seemed stunned by the woman's mature beauty. She was wearing a long red dress that ended just below her knees. It accentuated all her curves perfectly and made her eyes seem like the lightest shade of green.

"That's my girl. Bronco's all the way." Axel smiled at her as they high fived. They had been oblivious to the disbelieving stares they were acquiring from the other couple. Emily looked between Angela's dress and her own sleeveless pantsuit.

"You must be Emily! I'm Angela Starr. He talks about a lot so I feel like I already know you." The raven-haired woman extended her hand for Emily to take. Emily shook her hand but quickly disengaged.

"Unfortunately I can't say the same. He's been very secretive in regards to you." Emily said, causing Hotch to pinch her thigh under the table.

"It's nice to meet you Angela. What do you do?" Hotch responded quickly, salvaging the moment from unnecessary awkwardness.

"I'm a social worker. Currently employed at DYFS in the DC area. I know you guy's work at the FBI. What division?" Angela smiled at Hotch, glad that he seemed open to her relationship with Axel.

"The Behavioral Analysis Unit. We profile killers in order to capture them." Emily responded forcefully.

"Wow. It sounds really stressful."

"It is stressful, really stressful actually, but we find it rewarding as well," Hotch explained. The waiter appeared next to the men. They took the time to order drinks and food. Once the waiter left Hotch added, "I hear social work is stressful too, especially regarding child abuse."

"It is stressful, really stressful actually, but I find it rewarding as well." Hotch smiled, noticing that she used him own words. Even Emily cracked a smile, feeling her walls tumbling down.

"So Starr, where are you from?" Emily questioned, warming slightly to the situation. Angela seemed like a genuine person with sarcastic tendencies, which she loved.

"Born and raised in Jersey. My parents immigrated to New Jersey from Spain when they were twenty. I moved to DC to follow my dream of building and governing a DYFS location, which I was able to do with help from the fam. You?" Emily smiled.

"Do we have all night?"

"She's great Pen. Actually, we're going shopping this weekend if you want to come." Penelope squealed.

"I'm so happy! I would love to come with you guys!" Emily smiled. She and Starr had bonded the night before. Axel and Hotch had taken them to a bar after the meal for drinks. The men played billiards as the women got to know one another better. Emily had felt at ease around the other woman and knew that she had a friend in Angela Starr.

"I'm happy too. I've never been this happy. Hotch loves me, I have the greatest friends I could've asked for, and all of said friends have amazing significant others." Emily smiled widely. Morgan had started dating a beautiful woman named Cindy that the whole team had met. She was undoubtedly his other half.

"I get you. I feel the same. Everything is finally how it's supposed to be." Garcia sighed contently.

"I have to go. Hotch and I need some bonding time." Garcia laughed.

"Don't let me stop you. Bye brunette warrior."

"Bye Pen." Emily ended the call and smiled. Everything was perfect.

The End! Thanks for reading. I might post an epilogue. Again, thanks for all the support!