Jack had said he'd be out for most of the day, and as guilty as it had made Isabela feel for a moment, she was fine with that. Her stitches were gone, and the leg was back to normal, as far as she could tell. She was celebrating the occasion by stealing one of Aaron's button-down shirts and lying on the couch with a book, waiting for him to get home. It would be so exciting to actually rise and walk under her own power to greet him at the door.

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doesntblink 2011-07-29 05:25 am UTC (link)

It still took some getting used to, going home at six on most days. Their skills simply weren't needed in the field quite as often, what with the plethora of superheroes and gods about. Mostly his job had been to call police stations after looking at files with fresh eyes. It was still helping, and it still felt good to do so, but it simply wasn't as vitally important he do field work. Part of him was glad for it, but part of him missed it. Isabela helped the part of him that missed it quiet down. He'd been walking around with the box that contained her wedding ring for a week, smiling to himself whenever he touched it. He unlocked the door, humming a little to himself. "Isabela? Jack? I'm home." (Reply to this)

	rivainipirate 2011-07-29 05:30 am UTC (link)
	Isabela looked up when she heard him, smiling. "Jack's out with some mates from school, or so he said," she called, marking her place in the book before walking out of the living room area and into the vestibule. "The little one's with Penelope; she wanted to take him to see Sebastian's new puppy." She was still just wearing his shirt. (Reply to this)

	doesntblink 2011-07-29 05:33 am UTC (link)
	"Sebastian got a puppy?" His voice was a little bit strained, betraying how gorgeous she was, and he bit his lip. "Jack will ask us for one you know." (Reply to this)

rivainipirate 2011-07-29 05:36 am UTC (link)

Isabela chuckled; she'd heard the faint hitch in his voice. "I saw Sebastian the night before last, and apparently yesterday Penelope surprised him with a little puppy." She wrapped her arms around his neck, going for a brief kiss, smiling. "I don't know, it seems wrong to keep a dog in a flat. No room. Though at least now I could walk it without limping 'round like I actually have a peg leg." (Reply to this)

	doesntblink 2011-07-29 05:40 am UTC (link)
	"She does that, surprising people with gifts they didn't even know they wanted. Garcia has a gift." He wrapped his arms around her, kissing her a bit longer before answering her. "We could look at getting a house. Backyards are nice." (Reply to this)

rivainipirate 2011-07-29 05:49 am UTC (link)

"Never had one." Isabela chuckled. "Too much of a city girl, I think." She wouldn't hate a proper house by any means, but she felt most at home in cities; they never stopped. Speaking of. "I ordered in, by the way. Cleared six thousand euros today; some poor bugger thought I was bluffing when I held four jacks." Isabela smirked, inclining her head toward the kitchen. "Felt like fish and chips." (Reply to this)

	doesntblink 2011-07-29 05:54 am UTC (link)
	He wrapped his arms tighter around her, her hips flush with his own. "That's a fantastic idea." He ran his fingers through her hair, kissing her neck. "We could look close to a city." (Reply to this)

rivainipirate 2011-07-29 06:06 am UTC (link)

"You're serious, aren't you." Isabela laughed. "Something lovely must have happened today." She wasn't complaining, obviously. There was just something upbeat about him. She backed him up just a step or two until he was leaning against the door; it was easier on her to lean on him than stand on tiptoe to keep that clinch. "Be glad you weren't home earlier, though. I found a grey hair" - she sounded disgusted - "and apparently, according to Jack, I 'carried on' a bit." (Reply to this)

	doesntblink 2011-07-29 06:16 am UTC (link)
	"No, nothing in particular. I came home to you." He smiled and moved so she could stand up on her feet, reaching down to grab her more firmly around her waist and pick her up. "I'm sure you didn't. I don't when I find them." (Reply to this)

	rivainipirate 2011-07-29 06:19 am UTC (link)
	"I'm only thirty-two." Isabela teased gently, but it turned into a squeak when he picked her up again. "Did you notice I can walk again now?" She was laughing; she'd decided long ago that it was sweet when he did it; it was romantic, not silly. (Reply to this)

	doesntblink 2011-07-29 06:23 am UTC (link)
	"I started getting them at thirty." He grinned, nodding and nibbling gently at her neck. "I have indeed. I also noticed that you're wearing one of my shirts. And I'm sure you noticed with your amazing powers of perception that I can't stop staring at you." He was walking toward the bedroom, still smiling lopsidedly. (Reply to this)

	rivainipirate 2011-07-29 06:27 am UTC (link)
	"I did notice that." The shirt was just a bit too big on her, with the cuffs trailing over her hands. "It just occurred to me I should've added a tie." Isabela clung to him, trying to look innocent, if with the beginnings of a devious smile. It didn't take a profiler to notice the look he got when she wore one of his ties. (Reply to this)

	doesntblink 2011-07-29 06:31 am UTC (link)
	He smirked and set her down gently. "Maybe you can use mine?" He shrugged off his jacket, knowing that it was a bit heavier than normal, glad that she hadn't picked it up. (Reply to this)

	rivainipirate 2011-07-29 03:44 pm UTC (link)
	Isabela smiled, going over to the closet. "D'you know, I saw some shops in Monte Carlo trying to sell some allegedly designed for women? I mean, how silly." She picked one she knew he liked, sliding it around her neck and pushing the tail around her back, slung like a scarf. "Where's the fun in it if you don't steal your boyfriend's or husband's?" (Reply to this)

	doesntblink 2011-07-30 05:07 am UTC (link)
	"I have no idea," he grinned. He couldn't help undoing his own tie, loosening it and undoing the first few buttons on his shirt. He left it at that; Isabela tended to like undressing him. (Reply to this)

	rivainipirate 2011-07-30 05:09 am UTC (link)
	He did know her. "I suppose anything to make a quick bit of coin." Isabela smiled, though she did ask a serious question as she undid his shirt buttons. "Any word about Varric's lady friend? I couldn't find much to go on." (Reply to this)

	doesntblink 2011-07-30 05:26 am UTC (link)
	Hotch shook his head. "Not yet. Garcia thinks she might be getting close, but even she's not sure yet. It makes her worry, they're friends." He wet his lips, sighing to himself. (Reply to this)

	rivainipirate 2011-07-30 05:29 am UTC (link)
	"I know that much; I told her I'd help if I could, but Penelope can work magic with those machines." Isabela reached up to slide his tie off, but laughed when she felt the robin's-egg sized knot in his shoulder. She pointed toward their bed. "That won't do; you sit and I'll get that out." (Reply to this)

	doesntblink 2011-07-30 05:32 am UTC (link)
	"It's why we hired her." He blinked when she sassed him, but followed her instructions and sat down. "All right?" (Reply to this)

rivainipirate 2011-07-30 05:38 am UTC (link)

She started to knead at his right shoulder, trying to push the knot away or at least make it smaller. "I think you carry worries in your neck and shoulders." Isabela chuckled. It was novel to be able to put weight on either leg if she so chose. "Maybe that's why grey hairs don't upset you consciously? It goes straight to the neck." She kissed the back of his neck with a grin before resuming. (Reply to this)

	doesntblink 2011-07-30 05:55 am UTC (link)
	Hotch closed his eyes, letting his head drop down to his chest. He swallowed hard at that kiss to his neck, trying not to make any noise. But that was easier to think about than to actually do; he couldn't help a rather inappropriate whimper. (Reply to this)

rivainipirate 2011-07-30 06:01 am UTC (link)

At first it made her blink; then it made her laugh softly. "And here I thought I'd found your push-buttons." Isabela kept kneading, smiling both at what it did to him and the fact that she was helping. He was even more handsome when relaxed; that faint note of panic left his eyes for at least a little while. "Remind me to do this whenever I feel a bloody goose egg in your neck or shoulders." That noise was lovely. It did things to her, when her intent had been the other way around. (Reply to this)

	doesntblink 2011-07-30 06:07 am UTC (link)
	"I'm sure we'll have a lifetime to find each other's buttons. You know, I was going to make it romantic and wait until we got to a beach, but ... would you hand me my jacket?" He wet his lips again, finding them suddenly dry. (Reply to this)

	rivainipirate 2011-07-30 06:10 am UTC (link)
	Isabela's brow furrowed, but she let up, angling herself up and off the bed to go get his jacket from where he'd hung it up. He suddenly looked nervous again. She took the jacket from its hanger, noticing the slight extra weight. What was in there that he had to show her? (Reply to this)

doesntblink 2011-07-30 06:14 am UTC (link)

He took the box from his pocket when she handed over his jacket. He passed it from hand to hand, smiling to himself and moving so he was kneeling on the floor. "I'm fairly certain I should be making more of a to do about this, but right now feels perfect." He opened the box, revealing the rather unique ring he'd purchased for her. "I was wondering if you'd given any more thought to the idea of marrying me?" (Reply to this)

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