Wolf Moon | By : hatochiisai Category: 1 through F > Criminal Minds Views: 37634 -:- Recommendations : 4 -:- Currently Reading : 7 |
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Wolf Moon
Hotch Inarus Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds, nor do I make any profit off of writing this. SLASH WARNING! Hotch / ReidWritten 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 17
The day after the fight with the Las Vegas Alpha was a one fiasco after another. It started simply enough… When the team arrived at the station in the morning, James and Evan immediately approached Hotch and Reid.
"The pack chose a new alpha last night." James said. "By popular vote." "Thank you." Evan said, his tone honest. Then he looked at Reid. "And… Your father and the new Alpha have asked me to pass a message on to you…" Reid nodded his willingness to hear it. "You're always welcome to come home… to the pack you should have grown up with." "There will always be a place in the pack for you." James nodded. "BOTH of you." "Thank you…" Reid nodded. "But… I put the part of my life with my father far behind me… and… I don't think I can go back. I don't think I would even want to…" The two detectives nodded their acceptance, and the four wolves moved into the station to get working. Reid and Hotch struggled to work that day under the stares of their team… the girls wondering what had happened to them, and Morgan and Rossi annoyed that they hadn't succeeded in finding out… They were almost relieved when a new body turned up. Hotch promptly said that he would be going to the crime scene and told Reid to join him. Morgan glared after them, knowing perfectly well what Hotch was doing (keeping Reid near him so the others wouldn't grill the genius), but then the pair were gone. When they arrived at the crime scene, however, they were informed that a second body had been found not far from the first, and the Bellagio was now refusing to turn off their fountains. Reid went to talk to them, but was apprehended by the casino security, who recognized him from the picture of him in the security office marking him as banned… and then he was detained. They wouldn't even believe that he was really FBI. They called the cops, ready to press charges for trespassing. Reid was quite ready for the cops to vouch for him, but was NOT too happy when Morgan and Prentiss arrived, flashed their badges and declared Reid one of their own. Needless to say, the casino was mortified and the Bellagio quickly turned off their fountains and kissed Reid's ass all the way out the door, while Prentiss teased him mercilessly. They even offered to have the team stay at their hotel for free for the rest of the case and Morgan eagerly called Hotch… the man accepted the offer, with the excuse that the Bureau budget committee would be pleased that they wouldn't have to pay for their hotel any longer… or their meals, as the Bellagio gave them free access to free dining and all of their amenities, with the exception of the casino… and with the condition that Reid was not allowed in the casino at all. And so, while waiting for the report from the medical examiner, the team moved from their hotel to the Bellagio. "But what if," JJ asked, "The UnSub finds out we're staying here and stops?" "He won't." Rossi assured her. "He won't care." And he was proved correct that very next morning, when another body turned up. "He's speeding up, that's for sure." Emily snorted as they stood in the police station. She shot a glance up at Reid, who was sitting against the wall, between Evan and James. The trio were talking quietly, and all looked up guiltily when Hotch cleared his throat and shot a glare. JJ and Morgan exchanged confused looks… they had never seen Reid getting on with LEO's like he had with these two… When lunch time came, Morgan managed to convince Reid to pick up their order from a place down the street with him. Innocently, Reid agreed and hopped into the car, not knowing that such an order had never been placed. Morgan pulled away from the curb, and once he was speeding along the road, he spoke up. "So… You gonna tell me who the hell you and Hotch pissed off?" "… NO!" Reid howled, turning and glaring at Morgan. "Is THAT why you wanted me to come with you?! So you could grill me for information?!" "Look, Reid, I—" "YOU need to accept what I told you the other night! It's none of your business!" "Reid, I want to make sure you're okay." "I AM!" "You're covered in cuts and bruises." "Shit happens!" "Did you just say 'shit'?" "YES! I'm PISSED!" Reid snapped, and Morgan glanced at Reid, surprised. "I mean it, Morgan! I'm really mad at you! You don't know when to drop it!" "Why are you so defensive about this?!" "Because YOU won't back off!" "I thought we were friends Reid!" "Oh, don't you dare play that card!" "I thought we were FAMILY, man! You're in trouble and you won't tell me who hurt you!" "HOTCH AND I ARE DEALING WITH IT! And you need to butt out! I don't know how else I can make this more plain, Morgan!" "Reid, please, I—" "No." Reid snarled, and shoved off his seatbelt as they stopped at a stop light. "Reid!" "Screw you." Reid snapped, flung open the door, seized his messenger bag and got out of the car, running around the car beside him and disappearing into the crowd heading onto The Strip. Morgan cursed as the light turned green, and he was forced to drive away… "… FUCK!" He spat, knowing that Hotch would be PISSED. He turned around and headed back to the station, figuring he should go ahead and face the music. When he got there, he walked straight up to Hotch and stood there, waiting for the man to come down on him. "You're back early." Was all Hotch said. Morgan blinked, and Hotch looked past him. "Where's Reid?" "He… didn't call you?" "… No." Hotch said, now narrowing his eyes. "He was with you." Morgan winced and sighed, running a hand over the top of his head. "Uhh…" "Morgan…" Hotch said, his voice hard as steel. "What happened?!" "I uh… I asked him about what happened the other day and he got pissed and uh… took off." "Took off?!" "He got out of the car and ran away… I… thought that he would have called you." "He hasn't." Hotch growled, then pulled out his phone and dialed. "… he's not answering." "I'll call Garcia." "No." Hotch said firmly. "You'll just anger him more. He's a big boy. Let him alone." "But—" "Morgan. That's an order."Reid stared up at the building as the cab pulled up before it.
"Thanks." Reid said softly, and passed the driver some cash. "Sure." The man grunted, and drove away as Reid stepped out. He took a deep breath, and walked into Bennington Sanitarium and approached the desk to sign in. "Hi! What can I do for you?" Said the young woman at the desk. She was a new face. "Uh, yeah… I'm uh… I'm Doctor Spencer Reid?" He mumbled. "I'm here to see uh… Diana Reid?" "Hold on just one moment." She woman said with a smile and picked up the phone. She was on the line for a few minutes, then set it down. "You can go up. Dr. Norman will meet you." "Thank you." Reid nodded, and headed up the stairs. As he got to his mother's floor, the balding doctor was waiting for him. "Dr. Reid!" He greeted, holding out his hand with a wide smile. "We weren't expecting you." "I'm in town for work." Reid explained, accepting the man's hand; he was one the few people he would shake hands with. This man took care of his mother, and for that, Reid was grateful. "How uh… how is she?" "She's quiet today." Dr. Norman said, walking down the hall beside the young man. "A bit withdrawn. But lucid." And he led Reid to the day room. His mother was bent over a desk, writing in her journal. "She's been… very anxious about you after her last phone conversation with you." Dr. Norman added. "I get that you are facing a very big decision in your personal life?" And he gave Reid a calculating look with a teasing smile. Reid blinked, then bowed his head and flushed. Dr. Norman chuckled and pat the young man's shoulder. "Let me know if you need anything." And he walked away. Reid sighed and took a deep breath, then crossed the room. He stopped a few feet away from his mother. "Now this is the Law of the Jungle — as old and as true as the sky; And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die." Reid recited, and Diana stopped writing. Slowly, she lifted her head and turned, already smiling. "As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the Law runneth forward and back —" Reid trailed off, and his mother finished the stanza. "For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack." She stood and placed her hands on her son's cheeks, drawing his face down to kiss his forehead. Reid grinned and hugged his mother close, kissing her cheek. "Hi, mom." "Spencer… It's so good to see you!" She stepped back and looked him up and down, and her face fell. "You're so THIN." Reid rolled his eyes, but smiled and shook his head. "I know. Too much coffee." He said, and his mother gave him an admonishing look, though she was unable to hide the amusement sparkling in her eyes. She closed her journal and held it to her chest, reaching up and stroking her child's cheek again. Reid grinned and the pair held hands as they walked out of the room and down the hall to Diana's room to talk privately. She closed the door behind them and laid her journal down on her desk, then sat on the sofa and looked at her son, who was looking at the books on her bookshelf. "So?" She asked, and Reid turned to look at her, then moved to sit beside her. The pair angled towards one another, and Reid toes off his shoes, then drew his feet up onto the couch, folding his long legs beneath him. "What?" He asked. "What did you decide, baby?" She asked. "… I followed my heart." Reid smiled, watching as his mother slipped her hand into his own. "And… I've accepted Aaron's Declaration." Diana smiled, joy and relief in her eyes. "Oh, Spencer… I'm so happy for you… have you mated yet?" "No." Reid said. "We… decided to just let nature run its course, and let it happen on its own." "So it won't be planned?" "Nope. We'll do it when it feels right." "I want you to call me as SOON as you've mated!" "Mom! That sounds so WRONG!" Reid cried, and Diana chuckled wickedly. Reid sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "So… What's bothering you, Spencer?" "Huh?" "Don't lie to me. I'm glad you're happy, but I can tell something is wrong." "… I think I got my profiling ability from you." "Don't change the subject, Spencer. Talk." "Well… um… I uh… you remember… Ben?" "The Vegas Pack Alpha?" Diana asked, her eyes darkening. "Yeah…" "What about him?" Diana asked, looking tense. "… He's dead." "What?" "He's dead, mom… Hotch… Aaron… killed him." Diana's eyes widened and her mouth fell open in shock. "Oh my God…" "He found out that we were here, and had us brought out to the pack compound… Dad was there." "What happened?!" Diana gasped. And Reid told her. She watched her son's eyes glaze over as he fell back onto his brilliant memory and recited the events, including every word with perfect accuracy. At the end of his tale, his mother snorted. "Well… I guess better late than never." She grumbled in reference to her son's father. Reid gave a humorless smirk. "What else is bothering you?" "Huh?!" "Come clean, Spencer." "Mom!" "Spencerrrr…?" "… Uhg…" Reid sighed. He bowed his head and worried his lower lip, and his mother just let him, recognizing her son's "inner debate" behavior. But after a while, he sighed again and drooped. "… Someone's trying to kill me." "What?!" "There's this… Alpha Bitch back home… and… she wants Hotch as her Mate." "And you're in the way." "… Yeah. She… she has other wolves stalking me… she told me if I didn't quit my job and leave down and sever all ties with Aaron, she'd… kill me." "Oh, Spencer." "But I can't do that, mom. I love him. REALLY love him. And he loves me. I have to fight… And I will. I won't let that… that BITCH!" Diana's eyes widened at the vicious explicative that burst out of her son, "take away what's MINE!" "Spencer…" Diana said softly. "Don't talk me out of it, mom." "I'm not." She whispered. "I love you… and I want you to be happy. But I don't want to lose you." "… I know." "If you and your chosen mate are prepared to fight together…" "We are." The two Reid's turned at the deep growl, and stared at Aaron Hotchner in the doorway. "Ah…" Diana said after a moment, eying Hotch appraisingly and then smiling. "So this is your magnificent Alpha Male…" Hotch smirked and strode confidently into the room. "I thought I would find you here." He said, a tenderness in his eye and voice as he turned his attention to the little brown omega. Reid smiled up at him. "So…" Diana said. "I hear you gave Ben what he deserved." Hotch's eyes darkened and he looked at her. "Damn straight I did." He rumbled. "The bastard deserved it for what he did to you both." Diana smiled again, shaking her head. "I don't need vengeance. Not from you. That should have been my husband's job." "Don't get me started on HIM." Hotch snorted, and Diana gave him a shrewd smirk, but then moved on. "So. You intend to take my son as your mate." "Yes." "And you will protect him from this… female?" "Noriko won't touch him while I live. But I can't do everything. I can't be by his side every moment." "I won't back down." Reid said firmly, shaking his head. "I'll fight, if I must." "Spencer…" Diana said softly. "If you're going to take on a very determined Alpha, you're going to need to go into a full Alpha Swing." Reid looked startled at that… mostly because his mother knew about Alpha Swings. "Are you prepared to do that? It can give you strength and courage… but it is frightening, and draining…" "I'm prepare to do whatever it takes." Reid said with a nod, and looked at Hotch when the man took his hand. "Anything…" That moment, Hotch's phone went off. The man didn't moved for a moment, keeping his eyes locked with Reid, but then he finally turned away. "Hotchner... Where? Establish a perimeter and try to initiate contact. Do NOT go in unless the loss of life is imminent. I'm on my way." And he shoved his phone back into his pocket and turned to Reid. "The UnSub is holed up in the Bellagio. He has hostages." "Right." Reid nodded, standing. Then he turned and looked at his mother, and smiled. "I'll be back." "Go do what you need to do, baby." The woman said with a smile, though there was a hint of worry in her eyes. "I love you." "Love you, too." Reid said, kissed her cheek, and then he and Hotch were out the door in flash, racing for the car.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
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