Hotch looked over the football stuff Rossi handed him. "This is pretty cool." he a dit to himself. He liked the idea of how he could get his new football team together. And plus importantly, spend time with Jack. Seaver went over and sat par him. "I thought your were lire Harry Potter." Hotch joked. "I had to stop for alittle bit." Seaver replied.
She noticed Hotch looking at his football stuff. "What are toi looking at?" she asked. "Just some stuff for Jack's football team." Hotch answered. "I heard they asked toi to be their coach." Seaver stated. "They have." Hotch replied. "Congrats!" Seaver beamed as she smiled. "Thank toi Ashley, but I don't know if I should do it. I want to, but..." Hotch stopped short not knowing what else to say.
"You're just worried about the cases." Seaver figured. "How did toi know?" Hotch asked clueless. "Don't worry. If toi have a case, they'll get the assistant coach to take over." Seaver reassured. "About that, Rossi has volunteered to assist, so it'll be kinda difficult to find another assistant coach." Hotch joked again. Seaver giggled. A sleeping Derek stirred as he leaned back in his seat. Seaver glanced over at him and a sleeping Spencer.
"I'll let toi look over that some more." Seaver a dit as she headed back to her seat. Hotch then continued looking over his football stuff. "Thank toi Rossi." he whispered. About 30 minutes after Hotch looked at the stuff, Spencer started to sleep-talk. Hotch laughed quietly before looking at his information again. He then took some time to think about all of it. And he thought HARD.
After some thinking, he looked at Seaver, who was fixing herself a cup of hot chocolate. "You stopped again?" Hotch jokingly asked. "Only to fix myself a little pick-me-up." Seaver answered with a cheesy smile. They both laughed. "So, what have toi thought about doing?" Seaver asked curiously. "I'm gonna take the job." Hotch answered. "That's great!" Seaver replied. "With Rossi par my side, I have NOTHING to worry about!" Hotch stated smiling. They both went and sat on the canapé to continue talking.
"If me and Rossi can't do it because of a case, I'll just ask someone else to take over." Hotch said. "They'll know." Seaver reassured before blowing on her drink to cool it off. Hotch smiled. About mid-way into the conversation, Derek started to snore. Hotch and Seaver briefly glanced over at him, then at Spencer, who was still sleep-talking. "If toi want, I'll wake both of 'em." Seaver stated sweetly. "Morgan's actually fine. It's Spencer who I'd wake up." Hotch recommended.
Seaver went over to Spencer and gently tapped his shoulder. "Hotch is trying to focus on his football stuff." she said. "Oh, I must've been sleep-talking again." Spencer replied sleepily. He sat up and went back to sleep. Seaver went back over to Hotch. "You'll be phenomenal!" Seaver encouraged. "Thank you." Hotch thanked.
She noticed Hotch looking at his football stuff. "What are toi looking at?" she asked. "Just some stuff for Jack's football team." Hotch answered. "I heard they asked toi to be their coach." Seaver stated. "They have." Hotch replied. "Congrats!" Seaver beamed as she smiled. "Thank toi Ashley, but I don't know if I should do it. I want to, but..." Hotch stopped short not knowing what else to say.
"You're just worried about the cases." Seaver figured. "How did toi know?" Hotch asked clueless. "Don't worry. If toi have a case, they'll get the assistant coach to take over." Seaver reassured. "About that, Rossi has volunteered to assist, so it'll be kinda difficult to find another assistant coach." Hotch joked again. Seaver giggled. A sleeping Derek stirred as he leaned back in his seat. Seaver glanced over at him and a sleeping Spencer.
"I'll let toi look over that some more." Seaver a dit as she headed back to her seat. Hotch then continued looking over his football stuff. "Thank toi Rossi." he whispered. About 30 minutes after Hotch looked at the stuff, Spencer started to sleep-talk. Hotch laughed quietly before looking at his information again. He then took some time to think about all of it. And he thought HARD.
After some thinking, he looked at Seaver, who was fixing herself a cup of hot chocolate. "You stopped again?" Hotch jokingly asked. "Only to fix myself a little pick-me-up." Seaver answered with a cheesy smile. They both laughed. "So, what have toi thought about doing?" Seaver asked curiously. "I'm gonna take the job." Hotch answered. "That's great!" Seaver replied. "With Rossi par my side, I have NOTHING to worry about!" Hotch stated smiling. They both went and sat on the canapé to continue talking.
"If me and Rossi can't do it because of a case, I'll just ask someone else to take over." Hotch said. "They'll know." Seaver reassured before blowing on her drink to cool it off. Hotch smiled. About mid-way into the conversation, Derek started to snore. Hotch and Seaver briefly glanced over at him, then at Spencer, who was still sleep-talking. "If toi want, I'll wake both of 'em." Seaver stated sweetly. "Morgan's actually fine. It's Spencer who I'd wake up." Hotch recommended.
Seaver went over to Spencer and gently tapped his shoulder. "Hotch is trying to focus on his football stuff." she said. "Oh, I must've been sleep-talking again." Spencer replied sleepily. He sat up and went back to sleep. Seaver went back over to Hotch. "You'll be phenomenal!" Seaver encouraged. "Thank you." Hotch thanked.