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winterscaptain · 3 years

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Aaron Hotchner x Fem!Reader a joyful future fic

a/n: this wasn’t the fic i originally intended to post tonight, but nevertheless, it kind of came out of nowhere on my drive home tonight. thank you all for your patience ♥️. takes place au!may 2016

words: 1k warnings: language

summary: “we are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep.” william shakespeare the tempest, act four.

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Your brow furrows as a familiar face steps into the room, her eyes shine brightly, reflecting your enthusiasm. She rolls her sleeves up over her elbows and washes her gentle, caring hands. “Oh, let me see this,” she says, as if this was the plan all along.

All of a sudden, it makes sense. She makes sense.

You carefully pass Isaac into her arms - her arms.

She looks at him with all the adoration in the world. She coos at him, tucking him into her elbow. He’s in and out of sleep, but not fussing too much.

She blossoms like a little flower with a baby in her arms - her eyes only a little misty. Her voice is a quiet comfort when she speaks.

“Hi, Isaac. I’m Haley. I’ve been really excited to meet you.” Then, after a moment, she shifts her attention, meeting your eyes.

“God, he looks just like you.”

You shake your head, reaching over to pull the blanket away from Isaac’s chin. “No, he looks like Jack.”

The pair of you share a laugh.

“It’s the nose. He’s got Aaron’s nose,” she decides. “And,” she checks on him under the blanket, “he got the hands, too.

Expertly tucking a pillow under her arm, she’s supported enough to reach over and grab your hand. “What’s going on?”

You don’t meet her gaze, keeping your eyes on your son. “Is this weird?”

“No,” she laughs. “No.” Her smile nearly eats her face whole. “I should be asking you. I am your husband’s ex-wife, after all.”

You roll your eyes. “Now you’re being ridiculous.”

Just then, the door opens with Aaron and (more importantly) food on the other side.

“Oh, you made it,” he says, crossing the room and kissing her cheek. She hums contentedly, still focused on Isaac. “I was worried you would get caught in traffic.”

Haley shakes her head. “Hell or high water, Aaron. I wasn’t about to miss out on the first day.”

He rolls his eyes and turns, pressing a light kiss to your lips. “Get any sleep?”

“A little.” You redirect your attention. “What’s that?”

He sets the bag down and digs through it before coming out with a handful of wrapped sandwiches. He sets Haley’s beside her on the table and pulls your tray around to set the other in front of you. “Breakfast.”

You hum, rubbing your hands together. “Thank you.”

“You delivered my son into the world four hours ago - the least I can do is get you breakfast.” He levels you with an amused look.

You look to Haley and she shrugs. “At least he’s consistent. I got breakfast, too.”

“Hey,” he points at her with a plastic fork, “just because you’re holding my kid doesn’t mean you can mouth off.”

“All you did was stick it, Hotchner. And I can do whatever I want, because...” Her voice is still light despite her crass words, almost bouncy, as she runs her finger up and down Isaac’s cheek. “I get to hang out with my best friends’ kid.”

Some time passes, and you’re nursing Isaac with Haley tucked into your side, her head on your shoulder. “It’s nice to have you here.”

You can feel her smile against her shoulder. “I’m always here if you know where to look.”

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Your eyes snap open and you sit up straight. Isaac’s in his bedside crib, sleeping soundly. Aaron stirs and wakes, rolling over and throwing an arm out to check on you.

“You okay?” He slurs.

You nod. “Fine, fine. I just had the weirdest dream…”

He turns all the way around, folding his pillow with one arm on top and the other underneath - the picture of attention. “I’m up. Tell me.”

You start slow, trying to catch it before it slips away. “It was the day Isaac was born. I was alone and he was almost sleeping...Then the door opened and Haley was there.”

His brow furrows. “Haley?”

“Yeah...and I was confused for a second, but then that thing that happens in dreams happened where things just make sense and I kind of settled into it. She held Isaac and introduced herself to him and told him she was excited to meet him and I think she was crying a little. I dunno, it’s going away.”

“No, no,” he pushes, patting your thigh. “Keep going. What happened next?”

A little more comes to you then. “Oh!” Your voice, still quiet, grows a little more animated. “You came in with breakfast and she basically just snarked at you the whole time.”

He chuckles. “What did she say?”

“She said that you didn’t do anything but ‘stick it,’ and that you’re consistent because you brought me breakfast just like you did for her when she had Jack.”

He shifts, curling into your side, and coaxing you back under the covers with a hum. “I did do that, yeah. Both boys were born in the morning, so it just made sense, I guess.”

You pull his head to your chest and he wraps his arms around you.

There’s silence.

“You know, I really felt her that day.”

Your brow pinches. “What?”

“Haley,” he explains. “I felt like she was there the whole time, with us. With you.”

“Yeah.” You stretch at the shoulder, reaching into the crib to brush one of Isaac’s tiny fists. “I felt that, too.”

Aaron burrows further into you, his soft hair mussed in the extreme. “Come to bed.” It’s almost a whine.

With a sigh, you roll back over and tuck yourself into his chest, tangling your legs together. He kisses the top of your head and smothers you completely, holding you close. His hands trace endless patterns across your back under your shirt.

You close your eyes and try to summon her back, but it’s no use.

It's comforting to know, even in death, Haley comes and goes as she pleases, on nobody’s schedule but her own.

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