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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 / 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 20

When JJ woke in the morning, she slowly lifted her head and looked around. She saw Rossi sitting in the recliner in the corner was already awake. He smiled at her, placed a finger to his lips and then glanced to the corner. She turned.
When the team had gone to bed, they decided to stay in the one room together, for security. The girls were given the king sized bed to share as it was big enough for the three of them. Rossi took the recliner, and Morgan took the small sofa, though it wasn't as long as he was tall. Hotch and Reid assured the team that they would be fine on the floor.
When JJ turned and looked at the corner, she saw two wolves wrapped around one another, a large black wolf curled around a smaller brown wolf. The black wolf had even draped his neck over the shoulders of the smaller wolf, and their heads were side by side, pressed cheek to cheek… As she watched, the little brown wolf let out a series of sounds that sounded like squeaks… she realized that the little brown wolf was barking softly in his sleep. And then his paws were trembling and twitching.
"He's chasing rabbits." Rossi whispered, looking very amused. JJ grinned and sat up, waking Garcia and Emily in the process. The two women followed the gazes of Rossi and JJ just as Reid's paws began twitching again. They heard a soft chuckle from the couch, and Morgan grinned as he watched Reid's twitching paws begin to move more as he began making noises again. And then, finally, the black wolf's ear twitched, and his eyes opened. Hotch lifted his head and looked down at Reid as he began a motion more similar to running. The wolf wagged his tail, then began to lick over the pup's ears. Slowly, Reid's noises quieted and he grew still, then sucked in a breath and opened his eyes. A moment later he closed them once more, thumping his tail on the plush carpet as he enjoyed Hotch's attentions. Then he lifted his head and turned it, touching noses with the larger male. His tail wagged again, and he licked at the larger male's chin.
"Awwww… You two are so CUTE!" Garcia cooed, and the two wolves turned and looked at her. Hotch sat up straight, but Reid's eyes widened, his ears flattened and his tail tucked as he wiggled closer to Hotch and hid his face in the big Alpha's mane.
"So THAT'S why you two agreed to sleep on the floor." Morgan smirked. Hotch thumped his tail a couple of times, but then stood. He bowed and stretched, then trotted to the bedroom door and pawed the latch open before he took off down the hall. Reid blinked, then bolted after him. Curious, the team followed. Hotch pawed at the back door, and Rossi opened it. The two wolves darted out into the bright morning sunlight, and Hotch promptly strutted over to a tree, and lifted his leg.
"Oh. THAT'S classy." Rossi said, making a face. Reid blinked and looked back and forth between Hotch and the team, then slipped behind some shrubs and squatted down to pee, not about to make a spectacle by lifting his leg all over Rossi's yard, as Hotch was currently doing all around the perimeter.
"AARON!" Rossi roared. "This is NOT your yard, STOP THAT! Don't MAKE me follow you and re-mark everything!"
"I'd pay to see that." Emily laughed.
"You be quiet, Agent Prentiss." Rossi scolded, and Morgan grinned and shook his head. A moment later, Reid slipped inside and hopped up onto the leather sofa. "Hey! No dogs on the couch!" Reid cocked his head and flicked his ear. "No WOLVES, either!" Reid snorted and shook his head, then got off of the couch. A moment later, Hotch came back inside. He trotted through the room, gave a short 'woof' in Reid's direction and the pup immediately scrambled after him, bounding happily.
"… You know… even knowing that they're werewolves doesn't change the fact that they're CUTE!" Garcia announced.
"Yeah… cute." JJ mumbled, frowning.
"What is it?" Garcia asked, watching as everyone slowly sat down.
"… What do we do now?" Emily asked.
"I don't know." Rossi sighed.
"Hotch and Reid… are werewolves." Morgan said, as if announcing it to himself. "How do we handle this?"
"And how to we protect them?" JJ asked.
"However we can." Rossi said.
"I'm just trying not to freak out right now, to be honest." Morgan confessed.
"They're still the same people." Emily said.
"… Not anymore they're not. Not to me." Morgan said, frowning.
"How can you say that?!" Garcia gasped.
"Don't get me wrong!" Morgan defended himself. "I will always love Pretty Boy. He's my best friend. My brother. And Hotch is family, too… but… I don't think I'll ever look at them the same way again…"
"I wouldn't." Rossi snorted, smirking. "Not after that kid roared in my face and made me almost wet myself, like he did you."
"I did NOT almost wet myself!" Morgan protested.
"You TOTALLY almost wet yourself." Reid announced with a smug grin, walking into the room fully dressed. Morgan gave him a dirty look. Hotch came in a moment later, topless. He sat down on the sofa and raised his arms, and Reid checked his wounds and began to re-bandage them.
"So… What do we do now?" Emily asked again.
"I don't know." Hotch said. "The plan was for me to take Reid home. But now I'm hurt… I can't properly protect him…"
"The safest place for you is at the BAU." Rossi said with a frown. "But you can't go in there wounded like that… I'll tell Strauss that you have the flu or something… but we can take Reid in."
"And where will I be?" Hotch demanded to know, looking miffed.
"… Kennel him!" Morgan announced.
"What?!" the team blurted in unison.
"Put him into a Doggy Day Care! They'll NEVER look for him there!"
The look that Hotch gave Morgan was probably the most withering glare any of them had ever witnessed, made worse by the golden lupine eyes…
"… You're fired." Hotch said, and the team burst out laughing.
It took Reid several minutes to get his giggle under control, but he shook his head. "Hotch can go home. HE'S not in danger. I am."
"I don't want you away from me." Hotch said, firmly.
"Awwww…" Garcia cooed, and Hotch gave her a look. But Reid moved to sit beside him, and laid a hand on the man's cheek. Their foreheads were soon pressed together, and a soft kiss was exchanged. Morgan and Rossi exchanged looks, while the girls sighed.
"I'll be okay…" Reid whispered, and he smiled. "I have sharp teeth too, y'know."
"But you're an omega." Hotch breathed. "You're vulnerable."
"The team will protect me. I'll be in the Bureau. They can't touch me there."
"Noriko's getting desperate, Spencer." Hotch said. "You can't guarantee that."
"Give me your silver bullets." Reid responded. "I'll load my gun with them."
"I don't want you away from me." Hotch repeated.
"Just for today. We'll figure things out." Reid assured him.
"… I don't want you away from me." Hotch whispered.
"Aaron… you have to trust the team. They know what we're dealing with now… You HAVE to trust them."
"… I do trust them."
"Then you stay here. And let me go." Reid said. Hotch shook his head.
"You don't understand. She's coming after both of us. She's going to send her BROTHERS to kill you while she comes for me." Hotch insisted. Reid cocked his head in confusion. "If she's going into heat she'll use that against me. The scent of a female in heat will turn unattached males into blithering idiots! I'm no exception!" Hotch insisted.
"Wow. I'd pay to see that."
"Agent Prenitss, shut up!" Hotch snapped.
"Okay then…" Reid sighed. "We hide you, too."
"Where?" Garcia asked.
"… My apartment." Reid said. "If they see me go to work they won't be watching my place."
"True." Morgan nodded, grinning.
"Then it's settled." Reid announced. "I'll ride in with Rossi and the team. Let them see me with them. And then an hour later, YOU leave and head to my place!"
Hotch eyed Reid. "I don't—"
"Want me away from you, I know. But Hotch. We have to."
"… Alright." Hotch sighed, drooping. Reid smiled and gave him the key, and Hotch gave Reid his sidearm, loaded with silver bullets.
"I'll see you there tonight." Reid said softly. "You just rest up and heal."
"Fine." Hotch snapped, then jerked Reid in close and gave him a smoldering kiss before he whirled and stormed out of the room.
"… Wow." Reid gasped, looking dazed.
"Wow indeed." Garcia chuckled, taking Reid's arm and steadying him. "Let's go, wolf boy." Reid allowed her to tow him away, and he stumbled after her, staring back over his shoulder at the door Hotch had disappeared to. To the team's amusement, he was unable to stop a soft, wolfish whimper from passing his lips as he was taken from his alpha. Emily and JJ grinned at each other as they piled into the cars. Reid sat next to Rossi in the front seat of the man's car, his hand on the butt of the gun Hotch had given him. They pulled out the garage and headed down the street. Reid's eyes darted around nervously. He knew they were watching… he could feel their eyes on him. And then… he saw a black wolf in some bushes for a split second as they passed.
"Well…" Reid said softly. "They know I'm on the move."
"We'll protect you." Rossi said, and Reid smiled at him.
"I know." He said. "I trust you guys with my life. I guess… It's too much to ask to stop for coffee?"
"Sorry kid. You're not leaving this car until we're at Quantico." Rossi chuckled, and Reid drooped. But then Rossi sighed and pulled out his phone. "Morgan… could you stop for coffee on the way in?" Reid perked up and looked at Rossi eagerly. "… You got it. Thanks." And he hung up. "Morgan will bring you your favorite."
"Thank you, God." Reid moaned.
"You're welcome." Rossi smirked. Reid blinked at him, then rolled his eyes. Rossi just chuckled.

Hotch slowly made his way up the stairs, wincing at the pain in his side. As fast as wolves were at healing, right in that moment, he wished he would heal even faster… gun shot wounds HURT!
Finally, he reached the top of the stairs and turned, laying eyes on Spencer Reid's front door. Hotch marveled over the fact that he had worked with the young wolf for several years, and had never been to his home. And now, he was about to enter into the den of the young wolf he had claimed as his future mate… alone. Without that young wolf by his side… nervous but eager to welcome the alpha into his home…
Hotch sighed and slid the key into the lock and turned it, then pushed the door open.
Instantly, Reid's scent wafted out and curled around him. Hotch inhaled deeply, closing his eyes as he savored the intoxicating aroma, and then he stepped over the threshold. He opened his eyes and looked around. And his lips quirked in a small smile. This was DEFINITELY the home of Spencer Reid.
He closed the door and locked it behind him, and stepped further into the apartment, admiring the forest green walls and running his fingertips of the spines of a few dozen books on the shelves built into the walls. He admired Reid's carved wooden chess set before the window, and grinned as he looked over the soft, worn leather sofa… judging by the hair, Reid liked to lounge there in his wolf form.
Hotch moved into the kitchen. It was small… not much space to cook, but Reid wasn't much for cooking. Hotch opened the fridge and peered inside. He snorted in complete disgust at the lack of meat, and then cringed when he found the frozen meat in the freezer…
"It's… blasphemous!" He muttered under his breath, picking up the plastic wrapped tray of frozen chicken and eyeing it with distaste. "Gonna have a talk with that pup…" And he whacked a frozen Ribeye on the counter, then tossed it back into the freezer. He left the kitchen and headed down the little hall, mumbling about proper treatment of fresh meat as he went. He glanced into the tiny bathroom, and at the tiny laundry room across from it, and finally… he pushed open the door to the bedroom.
The heady scent of his chosen mate was strongest here… as were his pheromones… Hotch groaned slightly as the scent made him light headed. He stared at the bed…
… well… he WAS supposed to rest. Immediately the Alpha wolf began to strip off his clothes and soon he stood naked, save for his bandages, and he was putting off his own pheromones. This was the den of his mate… therefore… it was also his. He whirled opened the window to the fire escape, then went back to the front door and opened it slightly. Then he made the change. The black wolf nosed the door open and stepped out into the hallway, glancing around to make sure no one was there, and that there were no cameras… once he was sure that he would not be observed, he lifted his leg and urinated on Reid's doorstep. Not much… just enough so that if any wolf approached, they would know that this unit belonged to the alpha male… and so did the one who lived there…
The wolf slipped back inside and pushed the door shut with a paw, then made his way to the bedroom window. He climbed out into the fire escape and lifted his leg again, this time spraying the brick wall under the window sill. Then he climbed back inside and headed to the bathroom. By the time he got there he was a man again, and this time he urinated properly into the toilet until his bladder was empty, and then he locked the front door, closed and locked the window and drew the curtains. Then his eyes fell upon the bed again.
Hotch grinned, then strode over to it and drew down the blankets before sliding between the sheets. He inhaled his mate's scent as he burrowed himself under the covers, and then, surprising even himself with just how silly he was being about making this place as his territory… he began to roll around in the bed and secrete his pheromones, thoroughly scent marking the bed. After he flailed around like a lunatic for a bit, he was satisfied with the way his scent now intermingled with Reid's… and then, the wounded Alpha Male finally allowed himself to rest…
He slept nearly all day. When he woke he realized that Reid would be home in about two hours. Hotch decided that he should at least have food provided for his chosen mate. But as he passed the window, he paused. He stared out. There, across the street in an alley, were two wolves… Hotch's eyes immediately darkened and a deep growl rumbled in his chest… they were waiting for Spencer… HIS Spencer, to come home…
Within five minutes, Hotch was stepping out of the front door of the building. And he was staring straight at the wolves. One made a double take, and then they were both staring. Hotch bared his teeth aggressively, then turned and began to walk down the street towards the deli on the corner, where Noriko had threatened Reid… As he approached the bust stop, he found another wolf watching him approach.
"… Noriko has been looking for you." The Delta male said.
"Noriko can go fuck herself." Hotch snarled viciously. "And you need to get the hell away from the home of my mate or I'll do worse to you than she ever could… And you can tell her that the same goes for her if she harms one hair of Spencer's coat…" The wolf's eyes widened.
"But—"
"Go. NOW!" The Alpha barked, and the Delta wolf fled… Hotch glared after him, then stepped into the deli and approached the counter, looking over the selection of fresh, raw meat. He was instantly salivating as he looked at each cut of meat, determined that only the best would be brought home to feed his mate…
"What can I get you?" Asked the man behind the counter.
"Hmm…" Hotch hummed thoughtfully, eyeing the eat with a critical, and well-practiced eye. "A couple of Ribeyes… No, no that one… yes. That." Hotch said, watching the butcher grab the cuts and begin to wrap them.
"Anything else?" The butcher asked. Hotch moved over to the deli side of the little store. "A couple of the twice-baked potatoes."
"Alrightie…" The butcher said with a smile. "Want a veggie with the meal? I've got some great green beans here."
"That sounds good, thank you."
"Enough for two?"
"Please."
"Alright." The man said with a smile, spooning two servings into a container and then giving Hotch a sly grin. "Dessert?" Hotch blinked and quirked a brow, then smiled back.
"Sure. Why not?"
"Got some blueberry cobbler. Wife made it. I'll even toss in a pint of ice cream for free."
"You've got a deal." Hotch said, and was soon heading home to prepare a meal for his mate. He let himself into Reid's apartment, smirking as he caught his scent at the threshold, and then got to work. He put the potatoes, green beans and the cobbler in the oven on low to keep them warm, and tossed the ice cream into the freezer. Then, he headed back downstairs to wait for the arrival of the young omega. It wasn't long before he saw Morgan pull up in his truck, Reid in the passenger seat. The young man beamed at the sight of Hotch, and left the truck eagerly. Morrgan waved at Hotch and then Hotch approached and leaned in the window.
"I'll be by tomorrow morning." Morgan said. "To make sure that you two get to work safely."
"I won't be going in tomorrow." Hotch said. "I need more time to heal."
"I'll just pick up Reid, then." Morgan responded, and Hotch nodded, bid the man goodbye, and then escorted Reid into his building.
"I missed you." Reid sighed, leaning against the man.
"Missed you too." Hotch responded, soothed in the presence of the young male.
"No sign of Noriko?"
"No. Not yet. But I sent a few wolves packing."
"Oh?"
"They were watching your place. I guarantee that some of them still are."
"I wouldn't be surprised." Sighed Reid as they reached the top of the stairs. But then they approached the door, and Reid slowed to a stop. He frowned, and Hotch watched his nostrils flare slightly. Reid blinked a few times, and then, a look of horror crossed his face. Slowly, he turned to face Hotch. "What… did… you… DO?!"
"Protected you."
"Did you pee—" Reid stopped when the door down the corridor opened and an older woman stepped out.
"Good evening, Dr. Reid." She greeted with a smile and headed down the stairs.
"Ms. Cavanaugh." Reid mumbled with a nod as Hotch unlocked his front door, grinning. They both stepped inside and once the door was closed and locked, Reid whirled. "Did you pee on my door?!"
"Yes." Hotch said, perfectly calm.
"… WHY?!"
"I've marked it as my territory, which means that this apartment… and everyone in it… is under MY protection." Hotch said. Reid just stared at him, flabbergasted.
"You urinated on my front door!"
"And the bedroom window."
"WHAT?!"
"I marked the bedroom window on the fire escape. It's a point of entry, so I had to make sure it was covered." Hotch said as if this were completely obvious.
"… You're insane!" Reid cried.
"I'm a wolf!" Hotch shot back, and then suddenly advanced on Reid. "And YOU are the one I have chosen as my mate. And YOU are being threatened. In your own home. Therefore, I must protect your home, and you as long as you are in it. Because you're MINE." Reid stared up at him, eyes wide, and he shivered as Hotch leaned in close and breathed in deep… Reid knew that the Alpha was taking in his scent.
"Mmmm…" purred the Alpha. "Go shower… Dinner will be ready shortly."
"… D-Dinner?"
"Yes." Hotch breathed, barely brushing his lips over Reid's before he disappeared into the kitchen, leaving the little omega with his heart pounding and body longing for more. It took him a few moments to compose himself, but he finally stumbled into the bathroom, turned on the water and shed his clothes.
Fifteen minutes later, he was shuffling into the kitchen in his pajamas. "Oh… wow." He said, and Hotch turned to smile at him. "What… what is all this?"
"This is…" Hotch said, leaning in and kissing Reid's cheek, "an alpha male providing for his mate."
"How gallant." Reid chuckled, and sat down in the chair Hotch had pulled out for him. Hotch took his own seat and the pair dug in, both going straight for the steak. They enjoyed their dinner in a comfortable near silence, playing footsie under the table the entire time. Reid was delighted when Hotch unveiled dessert, and this they ate curled up together on the sofa, sharing frequent kisses between bites. And when they were done, Hotch kissed Reid all the way back into the bedroom.
"Aaron…" Reid breathed. "Make love to me?"
"Shhh…" Hotch smiled. "As much as I would love to, Spencer… I need more time to heal."
Reid groaned, his head falling to Hotch's shoulder. "I could KILL Morgan."
"Oh, I know. He shot me." Hotch snorted. "I could kill him too… but I have to forgive him."
"Why?" Reid asked, and Hotch captured his gaze.
"Because… he did it to protect you." Reid stared up at the man, and then slowly smiled. "I love you, Spencer."
"… I love you too."
And the pair slid into bed.
"… Really, Hotch?! My BED?!"
"What?!"
"You SCENT MARKED my BED!"
"I didn't PEE on it!"
"YOU MARKED MY BED!"
"It's mine now."
"HOTCH! Wait… what are you… let go! Stop! What are you doing?! S-Stop! Stop rubbing your face over me! STOP SCENT-MARKING ME! What is WRONG with you?! HOTCH!"
"Now YOU'RE mine, too."
"… get away from me."
"I love you, Spencer… sleep tight."
"… Uhhg…"

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