*So, I've gotten enough CM fic prompts now, that I've decided to start a compilation here, like the one I have for Castle. If you have any prompts that you'd like to see, you can give them to me here via review or PM, or on tumblr (imnotacoptodayhoney).
Prompt 1: Family
*Another "100" AU, established Hotchniss, based on the song Lullabye [Billy Joel]
She's curled up in an uncomfortable hospital chair, trying to pace her breathing with the steady cadence of the heart monitor. That quiet beep is the only thing keeping her from completely losing it right now.
Foyet is dead, Derek and Rossi had made sure of that, but he'd almost taken Aaron with him. He's stabilized for now, but even his doctors can't confidently say he's out of the woods yet.
She fiddles with the ring he'd given her only a few months before. She can't lose him now. Not when they've barely started planning for their future. Not when she has a secret that's had her seriously considering eloping since the minute she found out. There will come a time, she knows, when she'll have to say goodbye to him. Just not now. Please God, not now.
There's a soft knock on the door, and she's just registering Haley's presence when Jack is running to her. "Emmy!"
"Hey, honey." She lifts him into her lap, rearranging her legs to make a more comfortable seat.
"Is Daddy 'wake yet?" he asks, absentmindedly playing with her hair.
Emily swallows past the lump in her throat. She won't break down in front of Jack. She won't. "Not yet, sweetie," she tells him. "But hopefully soon."
She looks up at Haley, and she can tell the other woman knows. It probably won't be soon. It might not be ever.
"Thank you for agreeing to take him," Haley says softly, setting Jack's overnight bag on the little cot they've already got set up for him.
Emily tries to smile. "It's not a problem."
Haley kneels down to Jack's level. "I have to go now, baby," she says, drawing his attention away from his daddy. "I'll be back in a couple of days, okay? I love you."
"I love you too, Mommy."
She hugs and kisses him as best as she can while he's still in Emily's lap, then stands to go. She runs her hand through his hair one more time and blows him a kiss on the way out the door.
Emily and Jack are both silent for a few minutes after Haley leaves, but eventually he pipes up. "Emmy?"
He sniffles a little and it breaks her heart. "I miss Daddy."
She hugs him closer, kisses the top of his head. "I miss him, too."
"Is Daddy gonna go 'way like Nana did?"
Emily sucks in a breath, squeezes her eyes shut against a fresh onslaught of tears. Haley's mother had died about seven months ago, and she knows Jack still doesn't quite understand. But he understands enough to know that his Nana is never coming back.
"No," she says, tries to put as much conviction in her shaking voice as possible. But because she can't promise the little boy anything, she adds, "Not without fighting as hard as he can to stay with us."
Jack nods and settles down, and they simply watch Aaron together, looking for any signs of life. He's fighting. She knows he's fighting, because he's Aaron, and he won't leave them without a fight.
He's fighting to come back to her, to Jack, to the team, and to the unborn child she hasn't had the chance to tell him about yet. He's fighting to come back to his family. She tries to comfort herself with that knowledge. That he won't leave them if he has any say in it.
She notices Jack's eyelids start to droop, so she carries him to the cot and tucks him in, making sure he can still see his daddy. She sits on the edge of the cot, smooths her hand over his hair a few times. "Do you want a story?" she asks, reaching for his bag.
"Uh-uh," he says, shaking his head. He looks at her pleadingly. "Will you sing to me?"
"Okay," she agrees, nodding. A song pops into her head, and she has to take a couple breaths before she can start.
"Goodnight, my angel
Time to close your eyes
And save these questions for another day…"