Losing Game |Aaron Hotchner|

01: Routine

Blair nodded, "Yup," she spoke, popping the 'p'.

"No fair! She's winning by a long shot!" Reid whined.

The team had a long standing game, you could say. Each time they shot or disarmed an unsub, they would get a tally. Whoever had the most tallies by the end of the year, won. Blair had been winning all year, with Riley quickly behind, and Morgan and Prentiss going back and forth for third. JJ and Reid were always in last. Rossi and Hotch refused to participate, saying it was against their 'moral code' as agents, but they didn't stop the young ones from playing along.

As they made their way outside to the chilly, night sky, Blair found herself looking around for their boss. She stood in the doorway of the house, glancing each way, not seeing him. Shrugging it off, she made her way over to the rest of her team.

"Alright everyone, let's wrap this up and head back to the bureau," a familiar deep and stern voice interrupted their conversation. They all dispersed, heading off to their respected SUVs.

"Oh! I left my badge inside, I'll be right back," Reid exclaimed as he scurried off to the house.

"Addams, a moment please," Hotch spoke as the two of them made their way to the SUV.

"What's up, Hotch?" She asked.

"Nice work today with Fogle. There was no other outcome, and you saved the victim," he praised her.

"Why thank you, sir," Blair was taken aback by his compliment, especially because they were in public.

He opened the front door for her and she slid into the passenger seat, giggling at his gestures. He closed her door and sped-walked around the front of the car to get into his side. As soon as his butt hit the seat, Blair's lips hit his. She cupped the sides of his face, him mimicking. They got lost in each other, their mouths fitting against one another, ever so perfectly. Before they could pull apart, the backdoor was opened to the car, and Reid quickly took his spot in the middle seat. He buckled his seat belt before finally looking up, seeing Blair and Hotch staring his way.

"What?" Reid asked, confused as to why they were staring at him.

Blair let out a loud laugh when it finally hit him, "Oh, gross! You two are disgusting, you couldn't have waited till you got home?" Blair continued to laugh through his complaints.

It's not that the couple was trying to hide their relationship from the team, no, everyone knew. It's just they weren't fond in showing any signs of PDA, even in front of their closest friends. Maybe if they went out to get drinks, but never at work.

Everyone was glad it was a local case, no long jet ride home. When they returned to the bureau, Hotch declared since it had been a long day, their paperwork could wait till Monday. He allowed them to pack up and head home for the weekend.

Blair collected her things off her desk located across from Cooper's.

"We on for tomorrow?" Riley asked, a grin on his face.

"Of course! I wouldn't miss it," Blair responded.

"Great, see you then!" He then made his way over to the last agent remaining that night, JJ. The two left the building together, leaving just Blair and her things on the floor.

Noticing the light still on in Hotch's office, she grabbed her brown messenger bag and made her way up the mini flight of stairs. She gently knocked before allowing herself in.

He glanced up from the file on his desk, "You're still here?"

"Aaron, when have I left without you?"