AN: Here is chapter 4, per the pattern this will be in Emily's POV... There really isn't a major point to his story...it just gets my CM fix taken care of...

Comfort In Your Company
Chapter 4

True to his word he made an excellent dinner. I only wish I had an appetite. Understanding as ever Hotch told me not to worry about it. Which of course made me feel even more guilty. What I'd done to deserve a man like him, I'd never know.

Cleaning the dishes was a team effort. To prevent me from reaching I washed, he dried and put the dishes away.

"How about a game?" He asked. I had to think for a second he caught me off guard. A game was a great idea, what game exactly, I had no idea. I didn't have many games, it's not like I had anyone to play them with.

"What game exactly?"

"Well what do you have?" He said it like it was a ridiculous question. He was right of course as this was my house.

"Well..." It took me a minute, I couldn't recall the last time any games had been played at my place. "I have Trivial Pursuit, Scrabble and Phase 10." He seemed surprised at my last game. Trivial Pursuit and Scarrble were a given as I loved to read, Phase 10 I'd picked up when I was overseas, it was a great game to pass the time with.

"Well i probably wont have a chance at the first two, so Phase 10." I looked at him amused. "Do you know how to play or do I need to explain the rules?"

He did something that was very un-Hotch-like. He rolled his eyes. "Yes I know how to play, you just get the cards."

"Okay but when I win you can't blame it on not knowing how to play." I enjoyed teasing him. The light banter made me feel normal. Almost. I knew Monday we would have to return to work and so I was already dreading Sunday.

Retrieving the cards from the hall closet we settled in the living room. He'd grabbed a pen and notebook to keep score. This was definitely going to be fun. To date I'd never lost a game, but I wasn't about to tell Hotch that. I wanted him to think he had a chance. The confidence in his eyes told me he was going to give me a run for my money.

I delt the first hand and so he weant first. "Ohhh." He smiled looking at his cards excitedly.

I let out a small chuckle. Looking at my cards I sighed, 'do I put everything down and claim this hand or do give him a chance?' My biggest dilemma at the moment. Nah there was no way I was going to go out after one turn. I would stall. I picked up a Wild card 'one I didn't exactly need' and discarded a card I didn't need.

Three more turns passed and I couldn't hold off anymore, any card I discard was part of a set. Not thinking too much more about it I laid down my cards. Hotch looked in disbelief and began counting the cards in his hands.

"90" he huffed a he wrote on the pad.

He managed to lay down on the second and third but I still won. On the fourth game I smiled looking at my cards. There was no way he was going to like this. In my hand were three skip cards. I'd already skipped him three times in the past two games, he had yet to get a skip card.

Laying down the first card went without much argument from him, the second skip card used he looked at me in disbelief. "How is it that you get all the skip cards?"

I shrugged my shoulders, I waited for two rounds to pass before I put down the last skip card. "That's it, I deal the next round." He was determined, by the smile on his face I knew he wasn't upset, so I agreed.

An hour later I was on phase 10 and he on 9. We both knew there was no sense in continuing by I liked that he didn't give up, it made the game much more enjoyable. I was really loved by the cards. Two skips and 3 wilds. He however could not argue as he dealt.

I brought my cards up to cover my face and looked over at him slowly. I was trying very hard to cover my grin. "Oh dont tell me you're already done, are you serious? I was three cards away."

Sorry was all I could muster before the laugh overtook me. Oh boy was that a bad idea. My hand flew to my abdomen. At that moment the events of the past few days returned. How could I have forgotten. One look at Hotch and I realized that it really hadn't been too hard to forget.

"You alright?" He asked concerned. At my nod he went on. "I think this game was rigged. I have never seen so many skips being used in one game. Hell I didn't even know there were that many skips in the game." He playfully complained. After a pause he finished. "I think you should have explained the rules before we began." He got the reaction he was looking for. My jaw dropped open and I reached over and hit him.

"Oh I don't think that would of helped you."

"You never know." He got up and left for the kitchen. I had a feeling I knew what he was doing. I put the cards back in the box and left them on the table on top of the pad of paper.

He returned with my medication and a snack. Taking the my meds I relaxed next to him. I've definitely been missing out if this is what it always was with Aaron.

"Better?" I nod my head under his chin. He reached over for the remote turning on the TV.

The medication started to kick in. I wasn't ready for another nap or nightmare. As if sensing my dilemma Hotch moved his hand to my chin. "I'm not going anywhere."

Scooting to the far end of the couch he slouched down on the couch and put a pillow on his lap. With a smile he patted the pillow. There was no way I would be able to say no. Grabbing the blanket on the back of the couch I covered my self and put my head down.

Having someone to fight the demons with me made the battle less terrifying. Aaron's finger running through my hair I let out a final sigh and closed my eyes.

AN: Thats it folks...if you've never played Phase 10 I highly suggest you do...Unlike how it was played here the game does get a bit aggressive... too many alpha males playing is probably not a good idea.