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Wolf Moon

Ahmose Inarus

Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds, nor do I make any profit off of writing this.

SLASH WARNING!!! Hotch / Reid

Written for the Chit Chat on Author’s Corner Halloween Horrors Challenge. The moderators supplied a number of titles of the novels of the Master of Horror himself, Stephen King. We were to pick any title and write a fic using that as the prompt. I chose, “Cycle of the Werewolf”

Chapter 14

Hotch was at work early, as usual. He had brought Reid’s GoBag and Messenger Bag with him, and had set them by the young wolf’s desk. Then he tried to work. But he couldn’t focus. Every time he saw movement by the doors of the Bull Pen, he was looking to see if it was Reid. Each time he was disappointed, he grew more and more nervous. What if Reid didn’t come in?

Finally, everyone was in but Reid and Morgan, and Hotch thought he was going to have a nervous breakdown. And then, finally, Morgan arrived. And by his side, was Reid. Hotch felt as though the world had been taken off of his shoulders. But then he saw the look on Reid’s face as the boy came striding towards his office. And then Hotch was fighting back a nervous sweat.

Reid mounted the stairs, and stepped in. Hotch stood, and the pair were staring one another in the eyes.

“Aaron.” Reid said softly. “We have to talk.” Hotch stared at him for a moment, then nodded. Reid closed the door behind him and Hotch closed the blinds, after shooting scolding looks at the nosy members of the BAU team who were watching curiously. Then he took a deep breath, and turned to face Reid. The pair stared at each other for a long time, and then Reid closed the distance between them and threw his arms around the man’s neck. Hotch caught him and held him close.

“I’m sorry.” Reid gasped.

“I am too.” Hotch murmured, stroking up and down Reid’s spine.

“For what?” Reid asked, stepping back and staring up at him.

“I promised you that you would be safe. That as long as you were by my side, I would protect you. And I… left you behind.”

“You didn’t mean to.” Reid said, shaking his head. “And I forgive you. I’m sorry I left you like that. I was… scared.”

“I know.” Hotch breathed, cupping Reid’s cheek in his palm.

Reid took a deep breath. “It was Noriko.” He finally got out. Hotch’s eyes flashed.

“… I know.” He growled.

“She hasn’t given up, Hotch.”

“What do you mean?”

“… Friday… I… I wanted to see you. To talk to you. And so I was going to go to your house. But… She was there.”

“At my house?”

“No… at mine.” Reid said, and Hotch’s eyes darkened. “And so were others. She’s got several wolves helping her. They were watching my apartment. And when I left… two of them dragged me into the deli down the street.” Reid paused. Hotch had begun to growl. “Noriko told me that I was never to contact you again. She said I had two choices. To leave town and never come back… or she would have me killed.”

The sound that came from the mouth of Aaron Hotchner was something between wolf and man… it was a furious roar, and the teeth that he bared were sharp and cruel, and his eyes were the hard amber of a wolf. Reid watched him pace, and noted the claws on his fingers, the point to his ears and the black hair creeping down his face…

“Aaron…” He said softly, and Hotch paused. “She already knows that I have chosen to defy her.” Hotch turned and looked at him. “She has wolves watching my apartment. They were there all weekend. And they saw me leave with Morgan this morning. I guarantee you… she knows.”

Hotch turned his back on Reid and stared out the window.

“What do we do?” Came the soft query from behind him.

“… We get you out of town.”

“No.” Reid answered, and Hotch turned to look at him. “When I came in today, it’s because I made my decision. I talked to my mom after you dropped me off… and she was right. No matter how I was raised, I’m a werewolf. Nothing will change that. And YOU were right, too. The life of a lone wolf is sad and lonely. And I don’t want to live like that. You’ve given me so much. I’m not letting go. I love you, Aaron. And I’m going to fight for this.” He slowly approached the man, reaching up and sliding his fingers over the alpha’s face. “I make a Declaration…” He breathed. “As you have claimed me, so I claim you… we will be lifemates.”

The wolfish featured faded from Hotch as he stared down at Reid in amazement. And then, he drew him into his arms and their lips embraced. Reid moaned, pressing his body against the alpha wolf and clinging tightly to him. Hotch echoed the sound as pheromones filled the room. It took a herculean effort to break the kiss.

“Not here…” He gasped, his voice rough. Reid whined, staring up at him imploringly. Hotch ran his fingers through Reid’s hair.

“What can we do?” Reid asked. “About Noriko.”

“We mate. Once it’s done, it’s done.” Hotch said, and Reid whimpered. Hotch quirked a brow when the young man rubbed against his hip. “Not here, Spencer.” He chuckled, and Reid pouted. Then there was a knock on the door. Hotch stepped behind his desk, and Reid plopped down in a chair across from Hotch.

“Come in.” Hotch called. And then JJ stepped into the room.

“We have a case.” She said, and Hotch nodded.

“Alright.” He said, and he and Reid stood.

“Everything okay?” JJ asked, glancing back and forth between the pair.

“Fine.” Hotch nodded, and Reid gave JJ a smile. She eyed Reid, then nodded and left, and Hotch and Reid followed. “BAU Team, Round Table Room please.” He called, and Emily, Garcia and Morgan jumped up and headed there. Rossi left his office and joined Hotch, JJ and Reid. They all sat down and began looking over the case files.

“… Vegas?” Reid gasped, eyes wide.

“You got it.” Garcia grinned. “So call your mom, Boy Wonder! Time to visit!”

Noriko was fuming. She glared at the wolves before her. “What do you mean, THEY are gone?!” She snarled.

“They… they got on that plane… with the humans they work with.” Mumbled the delta male before her.

“You let him get to work?!”

“We couldn’t stop him! His co-worker picked him up! There was ten feet between the door of his building and the car! There was fifty feet between him and the closest of us! And we couldn’t do anything right there in front of a human FBI Agent!”

“You should have killed him as soon as you knew he was going to see Aaron Hotchner!”

“We didn’t know until he was already in the car!” Cried the gamma male as she raised a hand to strike him. “His phone line was cut, you said yourself that his cell phone is in Hotchner’s house, and no one visited him! So he never got it back!”

“What about a computer?!”

“We don’t think he HAS one! And even if he did, we cut all the lines it could have connected to! If he tapped into someone else’s wireless, we couldn’t have stopped that! All we know is that the human picked him up and he left with Hotchner and the humans this morning!”

Noriko snarled and paced. She was nearing desperation. She wanted Aaron Hotchner badly… and her Heat was coming on very soon. She wanted the pup out of the way so there was nothing to prevent Hotchner to respond to her advances… or her scent. If he wasn’t attached to another and she offered herself to him in the midst of Heat, he wouldn’t be able to resist. He was, after all, a virile alpha male werewolf… She WOULD have him. She just had to make sure there were no obstacles.

“I want someone to watch for their return every moment…” She growled. “And when the pup is alone… the MOMENT he is alone… kill him.”

Reid stepped off of the jet and onto the hot tarmac, and looked around.

“… I hate Vegas.”

Morgan chuckled. “Well then, you and Prentiss can hold up in the hotel room while the rest of us have some fun.”

“We’re here to work Agent Morgan.” Hotch said sternly, stepping off of the plane and heading to the two Bureau SUV’s that were waiting.

The drive into the station was interrupted only by a need for burgers and fries, and so when they arrived they all poured in clutching soft drinks, milk shakes and bags of greasy fast food, making the local law enforcement quirk a brow or two. But they weren’t the only ones who stopped. Hotch and Reid both froze, nostrils flaring.

“… You smell that?” Reid asked.

“Yes.” Hotch nodded. “Two of them. Both Alpha Males.”

“Yeah.” Reid mumbled. “I was afraid of that…”

“What’s wrong? I thought we were through this.”

“Well… first off, there’s what happened on the run…”

“Oh…”

“And second… there’s only one pack in Vegas, Hotch. These wolves will know my father.” Hotch blinked, and then his eyes darkened.

“Guys?” Both looked up. JJ was waiting for them. The pair forced themselves to move.

Hotch knew one thing for sure. The first thing that he would do was to make sure that both of these alpha males knew that HE was THE alpha, and that the little brown omega by his side belonged to HIM.

He followed JJ further into the station and into a conference room. A man was standing there, already shaking hands with Rossi and Morgan. Hotch sniffed. This was NOT one of the two wolves.

But then, almost as if they had heard his thought, two men walked in. Both were looking suspicious and on edge. Hotch pegged them at once. THESE were the wolves… Reid instinctively stepped behind the alpha male, hiding himself from the two strangers.

“Ah, and these are two of my detectives.” Said the Captain, smiling and waving a hand to indicate the two new arrivals. “This is James Chandler and Evan Randolph.”

“Supervisory Special Agent Aaron Hotchner.” Hotch announced, offering his hand. James took it, and Hotch gripped it tightly. “Unit Chief.” James’ eyes flashed in something akin to anger, and Evan was frowning. “And this is my team.” Hotch said, putting a slight emphasis onto the word ‘my’. “These are Supervisory Special Agents Derek Morgan, David Rossi, Emily Prentiss, Jennifer Jareau, and this is Supervisory Special Agent Doctor Spencer Reid.” He finished, using Reid’s full title to make it clear that while they were alphas and Reid was an omega… here, Reid ranked them. The two wolves recognized what Hotch was saying between the lines, and neither of them looked happy…

The pair excused themselves as quickly as they could without being rude, but Hotch followed them. When they walked down a hall, and it was just the three of them, Hotch called after them.

“Detectives.” The pair stopped and turned to look at him. Both tensed as if ready for a fight and stood shoulder to shoulder, prepared to take the Unit Chief on together. But Hotch walked right up to them and leaned in, glancing around. “Between the three of us…” Hotch murmured softly, so that the two wolves had to lean in to hear him. “You’ve been to the crime scenes?” The two detectives nodded. “Any scent or indication of one of us? These kills WERE quite brutal…”

The pair glanced at one another.

“I thought that way too…” Evan admitted. “They look like they COULD have been done by one of us… but… Neither of us could smell one of our kind anywhere near the kills.”

“Victims.” Hotch said, and the pair blinked. “They’re not kills… a kill is a deer that we bring down for food. These are victims of a serial killer.” The pair glanced at each other, and then nodded.

“Victim.” James said.

“Alright.” Evan said. “You have something else to say, and we can both see it.” And he folded his arms and pinned Hotch in his gaze. “Something beyond the message you gave back in there.”

“Fine.” Hotch said. “Straight to the point then.” And he stepped into their personal space and his eyes flicked back and forth between them. “Dr. Reid is MINE.” And then he turned around and walked away.

James looked at Evan. “Ben is NOT gonna like him…”

“No he’s not…” Evan sighed.

“Should we just… not tell him?”

“He’ll smell this guy on us. And then WE’LL be the ones in the shit.” Evan pointed out, and James covered his face and groaned. The pair then looked at each other, and in unison, they held out their fists and bounced them three times. On the third, Evan kept his hand in a fist, and James threw out to fingers.

“Fuck!” James exclaimed as Evan gleefully bopped his fingers with his fist; rock crushing scissors.

“Have fun!” Evan sang, and James headed outside, pulling out his cell and dialing, then holding it to his ear.

“Ben.” Came the gruff answer.

“It’s James.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah, listen… the serial killer in the area…”

“Yeah?”

“The FBI is here to help catch him.”

“And that concerns me how?”

“Well… I thought you should know… two of them are our kind.”

There was a long pause, and a growl. “Are you saying…” He hissed. “That two wolves came into MY territory without MY permission?”

“Well… the FBI was invited in by my captain, Ben.”

“If they were human, yes. But wolves have to have my permission. They have a lot of balls coming here without my say so.”

“Ben… We need their help.”

“No, we don’t. This killer can be caught by men. Why they’re bothering themselves with a human killer is beyond me. What are they?”

“Males. One omega,” Ben barked out a laugh at that, “and one alpha.”

“… Bring them to me.” Ben growled, and then hung up…

James winced, and headed back inside.

“How did he take it?” Evan asked.

“… We’re to bring him the two agents… they didn’t have his permission to come here.” James mumbled.

“… Shit.” Evan hissed.

“Did you enjoy your little… what do they call it? A pissing contest?” Reid asked when Hotch came into the conference room. Hotch gave Reid a look.

“I’ll have you know that there was no urination involved.” He snorted, and Reid grinned. “Where’s the team?”

“The hotel called, said that they would only hold our rooms for another hour unless we checked in, so Rossi went to do that.”

“Rossi?”

“He wants to give them a piece of his mind. Apparently they were really rude to JJ on the phone.”

“Ah.”

“JJ went to take care of some nosy reporters.”

“Okay.”

“Morgan and Emily went to the morgue to take a closer look at the bodies.”

“Alright, good. And you?”

“Well, if you will put the board together, I’ll start on the geographic profile.”

“Perfect.” Hotch nodded, and began to do just that, tacking up photos of the mauled bodies floating in the Bellagio Fountain. “The detectives said that there was no scent of our kind around the crime scenes.”

“And you believe them?”

“First instinct says that they’re being truthful.” Hotch admitted with a sigh. “But I’ll smell it for myself when the next body turns up.” Reid nodded. “I’ll want your nose with me. Just to be sure.”

“Alright.” Reid nodded. “… Aaron?”

“Yes?”

“When we get back home, I want to take one of your guns with me. With silver bullets.”

“I think that’s wise.”

“You planning on shooting us?” Came a low growl, and the pair turned and looked. James and Evan were standing in the doorway, glaring at them.

“Sorry?” Reid asked.

“You just asked him for a gun with silver bullets.” James said.

“When we get home.” Hotch said calmly, turning and facing the pair. “Spencer is having some trouble with an alpha bitch who wants me. And she’s threatened his life.” The pair stared at Hotch.

“He’s not making it up.” Reid grumbled, looking very put out.

“Did you need something?” Hotch asked.

“… There’s another body.” James sighed. Hotch and Reid glanced at each other, then put down everything and walked out the door after the two detectives.

They headed outside and Hotch and Reid climbed into the back of the detectives’ car as Rossi had taken one SUV, and Morgan and Emily the other. The drive was about fifteen minutes, and then they pulled over.

“The Bellagio is NOT happy.” Evan commented.

“Of course not. This has got to be getting them some very bad press.” Reid commented.

“Well, that and we make them shut the fountains down whenever we find a body. Six times in the last ten days. They want to know how long before we catch this guy.” Evan snorted. Reid nodded.

“Do we know where the body went in?” The genius asked.

“Well… there’s not exactly a current,” James sighed, walking side by side with Reid as Hotch and Evan followed. “So I would assume right where it was found.”

“I may look into it further. Check on the wind patterns and the fountain patterns, see if the body actually did go in when it was found.”

“You can do that?” James asked, looking at Reid.

“It’s just math.” Reid said with a shrug. And then they were at the edge of the man made lake. A large crowd had gathered, trying to see what was going on with all of the police. The four werewolves clamored over the balustrade (Reid toppling into a bush) and made their way to the water. Once there, Reid immediately knelt and stared at the body, floating in the still waters.

“The kills are getting more brutal…” He observed needlessly. “He’s completely eviscerated this one…” And his eyes followed the lines of the victim’s intestines, floating gently in the water. “There’s no blood.” And he looked around, then looked up at Hotch. “This guy is physically fit. Very strong. To have carried deadweight over that balustrade to get to the water.”

“We also need to consider that he has something against the Bellagio as well…” Hotch said, kneeling beside Reid to get a closer look at the body. Reid nodded his agreement.

“That combined with his choice of victim…”

“What do you mean?” James asked, leaning over them. Reid looked up at him.

“All the victims have been Hispanic.”
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