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crack_van2007-12-20 11:04 am
thepouncer.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2007-12-20 11:04 am
Entry tags:
Paterfamilias by copperchimes (PG)
Fandom: CRIMINAL MINDS
Pairing: none. Well. Hotch/Haley – canon marriage for the win!
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
copperchimes
Author Website: None I could find
Why this must be read:
A different take on the aftermath of LDSK, focusing on Hotch and history and violence. I love this story for showing me how Hotch attempts to leave all the nightmares behind once he arrives home, and making clear how big a struggle that is.
He stepped over the threshold, his keys jingling in the lock, and Aaron Hotchner was finally home.
For a moment he slumped wearily against the door, his eyes closed, breathing in the comfortable scents of lemon oil and the cedar logs stacked by the fireplace and the roses he’d brought Haley the last time he’d worked late.
In the space of a few slow, deep breaths, the wall formed between work and family, between darkness and light, and he opened his eyes again.
Paterfamilias
Pairing: none. Well. Hotch/Haley – canon marriage for the win!
Author on LJ:
copperchimesAuthor Website: None I could find
Why this must be read:
A different take on the aftermath of LDSK, focusing on Hotch and history and violence. I love this story for showing me how Hotch attempts to leave all the nightmares behind once he arrives home, and making clear how big a struggle that is.
He stepped over the threshold, his keys jingling in the lock, and Aaron Hotchner was finally home.
For a moment he slumped wearily against the door, his eyes closed, breathing in the comfortable scents of lemon oil and the cedar logs stacked by the fireplace and the roses he’d brought Haley the last time he’d worked late.
In the space of a few slow, deep breaths, the wall formed between work and family, between darkness and light, and he opened his eyes again.
Paterfamilias