[Criminal Minds] The Waiting Behind

On a winter morning, Michelle was busy in the kitchen.She now lives in a small private building. Shortly after she and Hotch got married, Hotch quit the previous apartment and bought the small but very cozy small building now.

She carefully put the prepared snacks into the oven, pressed the time button, and then took off her gloves to wipe the sweat on her forehead.Although it has entered winter, the fully heated room always makes her start to sweat after moving around.

This situation has become more serious recently. Michelle couldn't help but smile sweetly when she thought of the thin piece of paper lying in the drawer of her nightstand.

She hasn't figured out when to tell Hotch yet. Michelle looked up out of the window, and the street was full of decorated pumpkin ornaments and jack-o-lanterns, and the atmosphere of Halloween came head-on.

Maybe, today is a good day?

"Hi, good morning, Aunt Michelle." A sleepy soft voice sounded behind her.She looked back and couldn't help laughing.

It happened that little Jack was standing at the door of the kitchen wearing her well-prepared little cow one-piece pajamas. He yawned a little, rubbed his eyes, and looked over with a sleepy face.

so cute! Michelle almost rushed over with her eyes shining, hugged the little boy and rubbed her arms desperately, the soft hair made the little boy feel itchy for a while, and even giggled.

Hotch walked out of the bedroom and saw just such a beautiful scene. The two people he loved the most in his life were embracing each other, playing like two cute little animals.

He stood there quietly, watching from a distance, with a comfortable smile on the corner of his mouth. Such warm scenes have frequently appeared since they got married. Looking at the relaxed and happy expression on the little boy's face, Hotch sighed silently in his heart: Sure enough, a complete family is needed for Jack to regain his old laughter.

"Daddy, what are you doing standing at the door?" Hotch lowered his head when his thigh was hugged suddenly, but couldn't help laughing.

Because the cute little animal Jack, who was dressed up by Michelle, was looking up at him innocently with his big wet eyes blinking. His appearance made people feel extremely soft inside.

Michelle stood aside, watching the lines on Hotch's face grow softer, watching him bend down and pick up the little boy effortlessly, walking slowly towards her.

"Jack said that all family members will participate in the... Halloween dessert making test?" Hotch looked over with a narrow smile.

"Yeah." Michelle nodded without blushing. After marriage, her skin became thicker and thicker because of a black-bellied man: she would not admit that she actually wanted to see Hotch in the kitchen, so she went to encourage him That's what Little Jack told Daddy!

Seeing his wife pretending to be calm, Hotch shook his head and smiled, after all, he still didn't expose her small thoughts, but rolled up his sleeves and began to participate in kneading the dough.

He is usually so busy with work, it is rare that he has time to have such a family day, the three of them can enjoy the leisurely fun of the holiday together.

"What kind of cookies do you want to make? It must be consistent with the theme of Halloween!" Michelle said mischievously, looking at the cute little Mr. H patiently, regardless of the skilled Mr. H.

"Hmm..." Jack tilted his head, frowned and thought about it carefully, exhausted his brains before opening his mouth slowly, "Pumpkin, apple, but I also want black cat and little rabbit..."

He looked distressed, but he didn't know how cute it was.

He really likes bunnies. Michelle and Hotch flashed this thought in their minds at the same time, and looked at each other silently.

"No problem, but you have to come with us to make the shape of small animals!" Michelle lowered her head, looked at the little boy who was already eager to try, and said, "Wash your hands first, there are Mold."

She watched the little boy cheer happily and ran towards the sink, when she suddenly heard a familiar voice above her head, "Thank you for thinking so much about Jack."

She smiled knowingly, without looking up, she just continued to knead the dough in her hands: "It's not just you and Haley who love Jack."

Hearing the faint jealousy in Michelle's mouth, Hotch laughed softly, didn't say anything more, just moved slightly closer to the girl's body, tilted his head and pecked lightly on her ear.

Even though she has been "educated" by Hotch for so long after marriage, Michelle still can't control her sensitivity, and flinches unconsciously.As expected, she heard the man's low smile more complacently, and she dealt with the dough in her hand more vigorously.

this man!

Michelle kneaded the dough bitterly, as if the other party was the person she silently resented, but then slowly slowed down and resumed the slow rhythm before.The corner of her mouth slowly curled into a reassuring arc, this man...

Hotch had a panoramic view of all this, and the smile on his face got bigger and bigger, even the corners of his eyes and brows had a warm smile.

Leisure time always slips away quickly, and it is dark in a blink of an eye. Hotch crouched by the table, carefully lit up the jack-o-lantern, and shouted loudly into the room:

"Jack, are you ready? We're going."

Trick or treat is a rare fun for children during the Halloween holiday. They can dress up as they want, carry jack-o-lanterns and small baskets, and go door-to-door asking for candies.

It's nothing but the wanton fun.

Children are the protagonists of Halloween. This sense of honor and recognition is not comparable to other festivals.

Hearing the noise, Hotch turned his head and saw a hot, flushed little boy running out of the bedroom, followed by a smiling Michelle.

"Hey, where's your Halloween costume?" Hotch looked at the shirt and jeans that Jack hadn't changed in surprise, and turned his eyes to his wife who was in home clothes behind him.

Didn't you say to change clothes?The expression on his eyebrows revealed such a message.

Michelle naturally understands it, but because of the secret agreement between them and a certain gentleman, she can only look around and pretend not to understand the question.

"Put on itchy ones." Seeing Jack's wrinkled face and Daddy's cute appearance, she couldn't help giving the little boy a thumbs up for his acting skills.

His father is an FBI agent, and his son's ability to control his face is not small!

Michelle suddenly curled her lips in displeasure, thinking that she was being fooled around by some unscrupulous man every time—how could she be so good-looking!

While she was wailing inwardly, Jack had already revealed her Halloween costume slightly to Hotch: "I don't want to be Spider-Man anymore."

"Why don't you want to?"

"I don't know." Michelle looked at little Jack shrugging his shoulders pretentiously, and his innocent face really made her "old" heart thump.

Sure enough, lately... Mother's love has been flooding a bit...

Michelle thought in her heart, looked at Hotch and told Little Jack, who was eating black cat cookies lovingly, to prepare costumes before Halloween.There was a trace of pride in her heart: she knew Jack's plan a long time ago, and she is really looking forward to the expression Hotch will see tomorrow!

She smacked her lips endlessly, and suddenly felt hungry again, and joined the little hamsters.In Hotch's eyes, the sight of two hamsters, one big and one small eating cookies, really made people smile from the bottom of their hearts.

However, Michelle's plan failed.Because, the next day, Hotch was called away by an emergency call and went to Detroit.

Hopefully he'll be back before Halloween weekend. Michelle comforted the apologetic Hotch over there, told him to pay attention to safety, put down the phone regretfully, and couldn't help but look forward to it.

Both she and Jack have a gift for him.

As soon as she turned around, Michelle saw the pouting little boy standing behind her with an aggrieved expression on his face.Knowing that he heard the phone call between herself and Hotch, she quickly squatted down, hugged the little boy, and patted his back lightly.

"Don't worry, Jack baby. Daddy will come back on Halloween and see what you want."

"Really?" Michelle let go of the little boy, seeing his eyes light up with her own comfort, and then slowly dimmed, "But Mummy said the same to me many times, but Daddy didn't Hurry back."

Seeing such a lonely little Jack, Michelle felt distressed: No matter how sensible little Jack is, no matter how proud he is of his father, he is just a child longing for company.

She hugged Jack again, and almost immediately got a trembling hug from the little boy.Feeling the wetness from the clothes on her shoulders, Michelle stroked little Jack's hair, "Not only is your Daddy and Mummy, I'm also your family. And... you're going to be a big brother soon!"

Michelle didn't expect Jack to get out of her arms immediately, and although there were still wet tears on his face, his eyes were bright, "Aunt Michelle, have you got a baby yet?"

She looked at Jack's stomach in amazement, with a conflicted look of wanting to get close but not daring to get close, frowning and thinking like a small version of Hotch, "I've seen the neighbor's aunt The belly is super big, Mummy said there is a little sister or brother in it, but Aunt Michelle, your belly hasn’t bulged yet, has it?”

Seeing that the little boy completely forgot about the sadness just now and focused on his stomach, Michelle was a little shy, but she still took Jack's hand and put it on her stomach, "Because he is still too young now, when he grows up It will blow up."

Michelle looked at the little boy with an incredible expression on his face and the appearance of carefully touching his belly with affection, and smiled softly.Suddenly thought of something, and made a mischievous face at Jack: "Don't tell you Daddy, this is the same as your Halloween costume..."

"It's a surprise for Daddy!" Jack said naturally, patting his chest proudly, assuring that the little man's vow would never be broken easily.

Michelle couldn't help laughing at such a cute little boy, looked at the darkened sky outside, and prayed silently in her heart.

—Aaron, come back quickly.

At this time, Hotch had just rushed into the fire scene alone to rescue the nearest victim, and immediately rushed to the next place with his companions - the home of the murderer who thought he had abandoned his lover.

What he didn't know was that instead of abandoning him, the girl he loved actually gave birth to a son for him.

And once the murderer doesn't know this, and is instead misunderstood by the girl's false impression of having a new love, he may commit a crime that he regrets all his life.

That's why when Hotch saw a little boy about Jack's age break into the scene through the window, he immediately went into the murderer's house alone.

"Tracy, you need to tell him." Facing the hysteria of the murderer Kaman, Hotch knew that the best way to persuade him was to let him know the truth.

Sure enough... When he learned that the little black boy was his own son, Kaman decisively put down the ignition in his hand, and asked the little boy's name tenderly.

Hotch watched the man's expression when he heard the little boy's middle name was Kaman, and slowly eased his nervousness.

——Everything that love gives is fearless and immeasurable.

Looking at the dark night sky, he couldn't help but think of his own warm home thousands of miles away.

"Daddy, no peeking!" Little Jack's voice came loudly from the bedroom.

"I didn't peek, are you getting better?" Hotch was wearing an orange home casual sweater with his arms crossed. After getting a positive answer from Little Jack, he looked at Michelle who was sitting on the sofa not far from him, and provoked eyebrows.

"It's so mysterious, what exactly is he playing?"

Michelle pretended not to accept Hotch's question, just put the remaining biscuit into her mouth, and said vaguely, "You'll find out later."

After waiting for a while, Hotch still didn't see Jack's figure, and the body leaning on the sofa couldn't help but move.He lowered his eyes and raised them again, and asked loudly again, "Do you need my help?"

"No need." The little boy's voice moved from far to near, and Hotch saw him appearing beside him from the corner of his eye.He looked at the little boy wearing an ill-fitting black suit, the white shirt inside was wide open, and the hem was tucked into the suit pants obediently.Except, that crooked tie...

Hotch pursed his lips in amusement, not wanting to hurt the little boy's self-confidence, but turned his head to look at Michelle, and found that his wife was already laughing to and fro on the sofa, but she just didn't make a sound.

He shook his head, looking straight at the expectant Jack, "Well, this is obviously not Spider-Man."

"He's not a real superhero." Michelle smiled as she lay on the sofa and couldn't help rubbing her sore chin. This classic scene must not be missed.

She watched Little Jack twist his hands behind his back and say such a sentence, and couldn't help but look at Hotch with interest. This look is so similar, he really didn't see it?

Obviously, Hotch's extraordinary reasoning ability did not come into play at this time. Michelle looked at him and thought about it helplessly, and finally gave up and asked, "Who are you playing?"

Michelle straightened up, looked at the bright and shy smile on Jack's face, and said the words that made her so cute: "I played you, Daddy."

Hearing this, Michelle stood up, looked at Hotch with a surprised but happy smile with a smile, stepped forward excitedly, hugged the little boy's body, and did not let go.

——The nature of father and son, the fetters are hard to break.

She watched as Hotch picked up little Jack in his arms, went to the table to pick up the jack-o'-lantern and the small basket, and then looked at her, as if waiting for her to go out together to ask for candies.

Michelle shook her head under Hotch's surprised gaze, wrapped the blanket tightly around her body, and sent them to the door with a smile: "Go and ask for sweets, my detectives and gentlemen! I'll be waiting for you at home."

She watched as Hotch shook her head helplessly, and leaned over to place a soft kiss on her cheek.At the moment of entanglement, Michelle reminded in a low voice, "I have a gift for you when I come back."

After saying this, Michelle didn't care about Hotch's surprised expression, just laughed, exchanged a mischievous look with the little boy who turned his head, and went back to nest by the fireplace.

——Who told her to be so afraid of the cold these days!

Hotch and Jack almost returned home with a small basket full of candies in various colorful wrapping papers. When Michelle opened the door, she saw the never-before-seen joy on little Jack's face, and looked at Hotch with a smile.

"So, what gift are you talking about?" Hotch walked to the edge of the sofa, took off his coat, and turned to look at Michelle, "Jack said it was a surprise, but he refused to tell me."

"Um... well..." Michelle smiled slyly, unwilling to say it outright, "It's in the drawer inside my bedside table, you can see it when you open it."

She watched Hotch glance at the two of them suspiciously, and went straight into the bedroom, then blinked with the smiling little boy beside him, holding her breath, waiting for Hotch to rush out.

However, after a long time, nothing happened. Michelle frowned strangely, glanced at Jack, and finally couldn't help but follow in.

Under the desk lamp, a figure sat motionless on the head of the bed, holding a thin piece of paper in his hand, and Michelle naturally knew that it was the pregnancy certificate given to her by the hospital.

But what's Hotch's reaction?

Michelle walked in curiously, but was suddenly hugged tightly by a familiar hug, avoiding her belly with force but tenderly.

It's Hotch.

She wanted to open her arms to see the man's expression, but was hugged even tighter.

"Don't move." Michelle heard Hotch's calm tone but contained great depression, as if she was trying her best to restrain her emotions, "Let me hug you for a while."

It took a long time before Michelle felt the strength around her relax a bit.Before she could finish speaking, a burst of kisses came over her, sweeping away all her words.She can only passively accept the man's steady stream of enthusiasm, savor the complex emotions of joy and excitement, and then sink, sink again.

Simply, Hotch was still concerned about her body, let go of her after a while, but hugged her again from behind. Michelle calmed her disordered breathing, and heard the man's excited voice sounded above her head, and the words were broken and turned upside down because of the excitement:

"Thank God...I'm so happy...Thank you...our boy..."

There was a big smile on the corner of Michelle's mouth, she reached out to touch the arms that hugged her tightly, and then firmly clenched Hotch's palm, her voice was trembling, and she could only choke out one syllable for a long time, "Yeah."

The temperature of quietly embracing each other, and the warm and flowing warmth make the room feel warm.

Michelle felt Hotch grab her hand and bring it to her belly, caressing the sleeping creature carefully.

Although he couldn't see his expression, Michelle could almost imagine what kind of expression would be stained with joy and excitement on his always serious and calm face, perhaps with a hint of piety and yearning.

Michelle thought lightly, but found a little blond head protruding from the door, and he was looking at this side with envy.

Waving to little Jack, she really saw the dazzling brilliance in the eyes of the little boy, and he ran to her with short legs, but his face was full of helplessness.

"I hold him, will he hurt?"

Michelle felt the unrepressed laughter coming from above her head, she silently cursed a few words in her heart, then took the hand of the aggrieved little boy and wrapped it around her stomach, "He will only be happy if you hold him."

"Really?" In the next moment, Michelle felt like she was caught in a sandwich, Mr. H and Mr. H all moved in the same way.

After all, she smiled, and turned her head to look at Hotch's expression with great effort, but was stopped by an extremely soft kiss.

"I'm here."

——It is said that the kiss that kisses the hair represents the most cherished emotion.

Michelle had never felt so close to a blissful paradise.

The author has something to say: Fanwai, the first episode!

La la la, Jack is so cute!I can't help but want to write!

"It's you, Daddy!" The soft and waxy voice turned cute! !

PS: Regarding Haley, it is still assumed that she went on vacation with her boyfriend

I was going to write about that in this chapter.

But the author doesn't want her to have a role anymore, so I explain it here cough cough