G-Man and Danger | By : tbird1965 Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 5259 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"Good Morning, Sir." Agent Emily Prentiss called out as Aaron walked into the office. "How was your time off?"
"Very relaxing, Prentiss. Thanks for asking." Aaron entered his office and sat behind his desk, shifting through the stack of phone messages. He glanced up when he heard a knock on his door. He motioned to Dave Rossi to come in. "You're back." Dave said, settling himself in one of the chairs opposite Aaron's desk. "Did you have a good time?" "It was just what I needed, Dave." Aaron said smiling. "So. Did you meet anyone?" Dave asked, smiling slyly. Aaron glanced quickly up and stared at his old friend. He sighed. "Close the door, Dave." Agent Hotchner and Dave Rossi were smiling and laughing when they left Aaron's office a half an hour later. Hotch called to his team and they met at the round table. Cases were discussed, strategies were made and it was business as usual at the BAU. Over the weeks and months that followed, Hotch's team noticed the subtle differences in him. He was quicker to smile and to laugh. He occasionally cracked the odd joke. His team was happy to see that the sadness that had haunted his eyes for so long had vanished. One afternoon Hotch and JJ were meeting in his office to discuss case files. She glanced up when his cellphone rang. She listened closely to the one sided conversation. "Hotchner" "Hey what's up?" "No, it's okay. I'm going over files with JJ." "Okay, hang on let me check." Hotch turned to his computer and double clicked the mouse. "Yeah. I got it." "I don't care. You look great. But it's the back of my head." He chuckled, "I do remember." "Oh Tank's there? Tell him Hi." "No, it's fine. Use it if you want." He chuckled again, JJ glanced up, surprised at the sultry sound in her boss' voice. "Me too, Danger. I'll call you when I get home." He ended the call and set his cellphone aside. "Sorry about that JJ. Where were we." He held out his hand for another file. JJ cleared her throat, "Right here, Sir." And JJ wasn't the only one to overhear a clandestine phone conversation. One morning, JJ came out of her office, waving a file. "Where is everyone?" she called, "I've got a hot one." Prentiss stood up, "Hotch is in his office, I'll go get him, call everyone else." She climbed the stairs and approached his half open office door. She could hear him talking on the phone. . He looked up when she knocked lightly on his door. "What is it Prentiss?" "JJ has a case. We're gathering at the round table." "All right, I'll be there in a second." Prentiss started to walk away, but paused when she realized she could still here him talking. "I gotta go. Round table time." "No. Round table case discussions are not cute." "No. They aren't sexy either." "You're a freak. You know that don't you?" "You're probably right." "Hey! Danger. Call me when you get home tonight." "I don't care how late it is. I worry." "True. But I have Kevlar." "Me too." Prentiss ran down the stairs and skidded into her seat when she heard Hotchner rise from his chair and approach the office door. The rest of the team stared at her curiously. She shook her head at them. JJ and Emily met, compared notes and planned their next move. They were just bidding their time for the perfect moment. It finally came, one Friday afternoon. It had been a slow week at the BAU, time to catch up on paperwork and meetings. Emily glanced up and watched Hotch leave his office, carrying his briefcase. "I have a meeting with Strauss to go over some departmental matters. Call me on my cell if you need anything." he said on his way out the door. Emily grabbed her phone and dialed JJ's extension. "He's gone for the afternoon. Let's go." Derek Morgan watched as the two female agents rushed to Garcia's office. "What are they up to?" Spencer Reid asked. "I don't know. Come on Kid, let's find out." Reid and Morgan got up and followed the two women into Garcia's office. Penelope glanced up as the four agents entered her office. "To what do I owe this unexpected pleasure?" she asked, a little surprised. "Hotch has a secret girlfriend and we want to know everything about her." Prentiss said in a rush.
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