Title: The Power of Suggestion
By: bbspookydf
Pairing: Hotch/Rossi
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Morgan makes an observation and Rossi takes him up on it.
A/N: Just a coffee... lack of sleep induced one shot... As always I don't own the show or the characters sadly...

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"That man needs to get laid..." Morgan said after Hotch yelled at an intern for copying a set of pages on the wrong type of white plain paper.

"How would laying down help?" Reid asked. The entire team turned to face him open mouthed and wide eyed.

"We'll talk later..." Morgan stared in disbelief.

Rossi had been oberserving the group and Hotch's outburst and made a decision. He set the newspaper he had been reading down on the table and walked calmly and slowly into Hotch's office.

Hotch was spent, he was sitting at the desk fuming. Rossi believed that if it was physically possible he would indeed be steaming.

"You lost it for no reason, you haven't been sleeping. You're jeopardizing the team...the cases you work on."

"Spare me the 'I don't want you to end up like me' lecture. " Hotch spat.

Rossi leaned against the desk so he was looking Hotch in the eye.

"Get yourself together or I will report you." He hissed.

"Get the hell out of MY office, now, or I will have you back sitting on your ass in your goddamn book-bought perfect house and your perfect life within the hour." Hotch yelled back.

Rossi didn't think his next action through, but Morgan's words from earlier filled his head and he reached across the table and grabbed Hotch's lapels to his suit coat and pulled him in for an aggressive kiss. When they broke apart, Hotch stared at him in disbelief, which gave Rossi enough time to maneuver around the desk so he was behind Hotch.

"One of the profilers on YOUR team..." Rossi stressed the word as he undid Hotch's belt from behind, "made the observation, that you were in need of some release."