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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 7

Monday dawned crisp and cold, the sun trying to peek through the fog. A black wolf moved across the yard, his breath misting on the air and the frosted grass crunching under his paws. He slipped in the doggy door and trotted through the kitchen, across the living room and down the hall. He slowed to a stop and peered into the guest bedroom. Then he moved towards the bed. By the time he got there, he was Aaron Hotchner once more. He stood there, body bare, and stared down at the young man sleeping in the bed.
Reid was sprawled out on his back, in nothing but boxers. Hotch's eyes slid over the boy's body and came to rest on his chest. Reid's nipples were hard and erect, and goose-bumps covered his skin. The corners of Hotch's lips quirked up in an affectionate smile at the slight shiver that ran through Reid's frame and he leaned down, taking the blankets that had been kicked aside and drawing them up to cover the sleeping youth. Then he gently tucked a wayward strand of hair behind Reid's air before leaning over and gently kissing his forehead. And then he silently slipped from the room and headed to his bedroom to take a shower after going for a morning run.
He took his time, relaxing in the hot water as he bathed, and then he dried himself and pulled on a pair of jeans before heading out. He shuffled out the front door and scooped up his newspaper, waving at the neighbor before heading back in again. He whipped up some pancakes with the help of Bisquick, and when all was ready, he put on the coffee.
Just as he had intended, within ten minutes, Reid was stumbling into the room looking for his morning hit. Hotch just smirked over the rim of his mug and the top of his paper.
"Morning." He said.
"Mm." Reid answered.
"Pancakes are next to you."
"Mm."
"Let me see your tail."
"Huh?"
"… Reid, drink your coffee." Hotch chuckled, not used to the young man speaking in monosyllabic words, much less just grunting.
"Hmmm…" Reid sighed, plopping down at the table and doing just that.
"How are you feeling?"
"Better." Reid nodded.
"Still sore?"
"Yeah…"
"Well, we won't push you too hard. I want you ready to run Thursday night." Hotch said, and Reid nodded, yawning. "Today… we're meeting some people."
"Oh?" Reid asked.
"Yes. Other wolves."
And Reid choked. Hotch raised a brow, and then gave Reid a sharp whack between the shoulder blades.
"You've got to be kidding…" Reid croaked, and Hotch smiled.
"Not at all." He said. "You need to learn that other wolves are not something to fear." And then, he lifted his head and peered out the window. "Ah. Perfect timing." And then, Reid heard the doggy door open behind him, and the clicking of claws on the linoleum. And then, the scent overcame him. Hotch watched like a hawk as fear overcame the boy before him. Reid went pale right before his eyes, his eyes widened, his pupils dilated and his breathing picked up, becoming fast and shallow.
The wolf behind him sniffed at Reid, and Reid leapt to his feet and threw himself back against the refrigerator, faster than Hotch had thought possible. The wheat colored wolf actually jumped, startled. Reid was now pressed against the wall, looking wild and ready to bolt, or fall to the floor and cower.
"Spencer." Hotch said gently. He reached out and offered the boy his hand. "Do you really think I would let anyone in here if there was the slightest chance that they would so much as raise their hackles at you?"
Reid tensed and squeaked, eyes going wider, which Hotch didn't think was possible. Hotch looked over at the wheaten wolf. His hackles were up.
"That's NOT funny!" Hotch barked, leaping to his feet and smacking at the wolf with his newspaper. The wolf danced away, his tongue rolling out of his mouth in a large grin, and his tail was wagging. "Go change and put on some pants, you ass!" Hotch snapped, and the wolf headed for the door. But Reid was between the wolf and the door… And so Reid bolted. Hotch sighed and caught the boy by the seat of his boxers and jerked him back. Reid squeaked and landed in Hotch's lap. Chuckling, the man immediately curled an arm around the youth's waist, and the wolf darted off down the hall and into Hotch's room.
"… You're really scared." Hotch said, as he suddenly realized just how badly Reid was trembling in his lap. "Hey…" He laid a hand on Reid's head and pulled him in close, trying to comfort and soothe him. Reid allowed the pressure of Hotch's hand to guide his head into resting on the man's shoulder. "It's okay…" Hotch continued, and Reid curled into the man. There was a gentle kiss to his forehead, and then Hotch guided Reid into looking him in the eyes. "Spencer… I would never… ever… let anyone near you if I thought they would be a threat to you… Do you understand me?"
Reid nodded silently, but didn't look too confident. Hotch gently caressed Reid's cheek.
"… I love you." Hotch whispered, and Reid's eyes widened again, this time in amazement. Hotch just smiled.
"… You're insane, Aaron." They both turned at the young man leaning indolently against the doorframe. He was in jeans and a tank top, and had sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. Reid recognized him immediately from the photo that Hotch had showed him of his family… this was Hotch's younger brother.
"And you're an idiot." Hotch snorted, rolling his eyes.
"And YOU." The blonde man said, looking at Reid. "Must be Spencer." Reid eyed the man, but he just smiled. "I'm Sean." Reid didn't respond… in fact, he actually leaned away from Sean. "… Wow. You weren't kidding, Aaron."
"No, I wasn't. And you had to go and raise your hackles at him."
"It was just a joke." Sean shrugged.
"It was in bad taste." Hotch snapped. Sean shrugged again and walked over to the pancakes, fixing up a couple of plates. He set one down before Reid and Hotch (Reid was still in Hotch's lap) and then sat down and dug into his own plate.
"No bacon? No sausage?"
"Microwave." Hotch snorted, glaring at his brother. Sean just grinned and went to the microwave, returning with a large stack of sausage and bacon on a plate. He and Hotch both immediately scooped a large amount onto their plates and began eating. Reid remained silent in Hotch's lap, eyes on Sean. But eventually, long slender fingers crept over the edge of the table and snitched a piece of bacon from Hotch's plate. Sean quirked a brow and Hotch smiled as he heard Reid crunching the bacon. Sean watched his brother's hand run up and down Reid's back, and he finally sighed.
"Alright, Aaron. Spill."
"Huh?" Hotch asked, looking up in confusion.
"Oh, don't pull that shit with me." Sean snorted, rolling his eyes. "You have a kid sitting on your LAP, in his UNDERWEAR, stealing food from your plate and you're RUBBING HIS BACK! Just because I'm not a profiler, it doesn't mean I'm blind, Aaron."
Hotch didn't even blink. Reid, however, turned red, squeaked and tugged his t-shirt down lower, before he just bolted from the room.
"SEAN!" Hotch howled.
"What?!" Sean cried back, trying not to grin as his brother shot him a dirty look, and then followed after Reid. But then his curiosity got the best of him and he trotted after his brother.
"Spencer?" Hotch was calling at the door of the guest room.
"… yes?" Came the tiny answer. Hotch just smiled slightly and leaned against the door.
"You coming back?"
"… No."
"Why not?" Hotch asked, frowning slightly. There was no answer. "Spencer? Why won't you come back out? I promise… Sean won't hurt you."
"… He saw me in my UNDERWEAR!" Reid wailed.
Sean was unable to contain the snort of laughter. Hotch turned and gave his brother a look, then turned back to the door. "Spencer… it was a t shirt and a pair of shorts." There was no answer. "Spencer?"
"… hm?"
"Please come out?"
"…"
"… Please?"
A moment later, the door knob turned and Hotch stepped away as it slowly creaked open. Hotch smiled at Reid. The young man had dressed in a pair of gray cords and a dark green sweater.
"Thank you." Hotch said.
"Shall we start over?" Sean asked, and Reid's eyes widened and snapped to the man. "Hi. I'm Sean." And Sean offered his hand. Reid stepped behind Hotch, eying the hand nervously.
"He doesn't like to be touched." Hotch said calmly. Sean quirked a brow, but then just shrugged.
"Alright, alright…" He sighed. Hotch turned and put an arm around Reid, gently steering him back into the kitchen. "He's letting YOU touch him."
"He knows me and trusts me." Hotch called back over his shoulder. Sean just shrugged again and sat back down at his place at the table, eating his breakfast and watching Hotch and Reid. "No, pup, stop clinging and get yourself some breakfast." Hotch was saying, giving Reid a gentle nudge towards the stove where the pancakes sat. Reid shuffled over and slowly picked up a plate and forked a pancake onto it, then shuffled back to the table.
Hotch sighed and rolled his eyes, taking the plate away from Reid. He walked over to the stove and put two more pancakes onto the plate, and set it back down in front of Reid again, popping the sausage and bacon back into the microwave just long enough to warm them, and then put some of that on Reid's plate, too. Reid blinked, and then sighed and poured syrup over his pancakes.
"So." Sean said, looking at Hotch. "Why did you ask me to come over?"
Hotch glanced up at his brother, chewing some sausage, and spoke up after he swallowed his food. "Because of what you've already witnessed." He said, jerking her head over at Reid. Reid paused and glanced up at him. "I don't want Reid to be afraid of his own kind. You're here to get him used to the idea that not every wolf out there will try to hurt him."
"So you're socializing him." Sean summarized.
"… Yes." Hotch replied. "I plan to take him running on the full moon with the local wolves." Reid froze, eyes wide. "And I don't want him to be completely terrified, either flat on his belly or showing his belly. I don't want him to feel like he has to." Sean watched Reid slouch down and droop.
"Gotcha." He said simply. "Now… answer my other question. What's going on between you and pup?"
"As of now… I'm still not sure." Hotch confessed with a small smile. He looked at Reid, who glanced nervously in his direction. "We'll see what happens." And Reid blushed a bit, forking some pancakes into his mouth. Sean just smirked and shook his head, finishing his pancakes and grabbing the last piece of bacon. "Spencer, finish your breakfast."
"… 'm full."
"No you're not, eat." Hotch said, firmly. Sean watched as Reid paused, but then did as he was told.
"… You probably should have introduced him to another Omega, rather than another Alpha." He announced.
"You're not an Alpha." Hotch snorted, grinning in amusement. Sean glared. "You're a Delta. MAYBE a Beta."
"Bite me, Aaron!"
"And besides…" Hotch went on. "There aren't any Omegas in the area other than him." Reid drooped.
"Well… bring him out to run with our family." Sean suggested.
"I wouldn't subject him to mom." Hotch said firmly. Sean just nodded his acceptance of this, then sighed and looked at Reid.
"So. Spencer, is it?" He asked in a smooth tone, meant to keep Reid calm. It didn't work. Reid froze, eyes wide. "Aaron says he took you running for the first time the other day." Reid looked up at Sean and nodded slightly. Sean gave him a wide smile. "What did you think?"
Reid blinked several times, and then right before Sean's eyes, he relaxed and lit up. "It was wonderful!" Reid gushed, and Hotch smiled. "I never would have believed that it could be as amazing as it was… it… it was just…"
"Liberating." Sean said, and Reid smiled and nodded. "It's such a simple joy, but it's one of the most basic, powerful things in our lives." Reid nodded his understanding. "And you'll be able to run longer and farther each and every time, until you can run all night." Reid's eyes sparkled at the thought.
"Are… are we going to… run today?" Reid asked.
"If you would like." Hotch said, and Sean smirked at his brother, picking up the affection in the elder's tone.
"Yes, please!" Reid chirped.
"Alright then. Finish your breakfast." Hotch chuckled, and Reid began to wolf down his food like… well… a wolf! Sean and Hotch exchanged amused looks and finished their own food. When they were done, Hotch washed the dishes. When he turned around, Reid was already standing there in his pelt, tail wagging. Sean was looking thoroughly amused at Reid's eagerness.
"Well… I guess we're going running." Hotch sighed, and changed right there.
"Alright then." Sean laughed, standing and changing as well. Reid's wagging tail stilled and drooped as Sean approached. Hotch turned and looked at Reid as the young wolf pressed into his side nervously while Sean sniffed him over. And then Reid turned his head and hesitantly sniffed Sean. Sean wagged his tail and nudged Reid with his nose. Then he straightened, ears forward and tail high, wagging. Then, he lunged forward, lowering his chest to the floor in a play-bow. Reid jumped, eyes wide, but instinct guided him to react. He wagged his tail hesitantly and looked at Hotch, then back to Sean. Sean smacked the ground with his paws and Reid jumped, charging for the doggy door. Sean followed. In a moment, Hotch was left standing in the kitchen, staring at the swinging doggy door.
He rolled his tongue out in a silent laugh and trotted after the pair, slipping through the door. Reid was darting into the trees with Sean chasing him. Hotch followed, and then broke into a full out run. Reid let out a yip as Hotch began nipping at his heels, and he began zipping between trees. The two brothers pursued, eyes on their prey, but Reid was fast, and changed direction in a split second. But even so, the brothers had run with each other countless times, hunted with each other, and they knew how to work with each other.
Reid squeaked when he realized they had flanked him. And as the brothers moved in, Reid skidded to stop and watched the two large wolves shoot by him. Hotch and Sean stumbled and Sean toppled over as they fought to stop as well. By the time they were looking back, Reid was laughing gleefully as he leapt over a bush and was gone. The brothers glanced at each other, and then broke into a run, charging after the eager pup, who was now darting playfully after a terrified squirrel.
"He's FAST." Sean commented.
"He is. But he wears himself out as fast as he can run." He said, watching Reid circle the tree, peering up the trunk in search of his quarry. Then he spotted the two Hotchner brothers, let out a yip, and bolted again. The brothers gave chase. They wound their way through the forest in dizzying patterns, the two brothers trying to capture the eager young wolf. They finally managed to corner him at the edge of a pond. Reid skidded to a stop and turned, eyes wide. The two larger males slowly stalked towards him.
"Gotcha." Hotch chuckled. Reid raised his hackles at that.
"Nuh uh!" He cried, then turned and leapt into the water with a great splash. Hotch stared as Reid began doggy paddling across the pond. He grinned.
"We've definitely got him now." Sean said with a chuckle, and the pair split up, each trotting around opposite sides of the pond. As Reid reached the other bank, they closed in. Reid's eyes widened and he turned and paddled to the side. Hotch paused, then turned back to head him off. Seeing this, Reid switched directions. Sean countered the move.
"Swam yourself into a corner, didn't you, pup?" Hotch laughed as Reid let out a whine.
"Surrender, kid." Sean laughed, sitting down. Reid paddled in a circle, and then whined again and floundered to shore, flopping down before Hotch as he fought to catch his breath. Hotch chuckled and he and Sean trotted over to Reid, who waited until they were nice and close. And then he stood and SHOOK.
"AAH!" Sean yelled.
"HEY!" Barked Hotch, and both leapt back as they were showered in water. Reid plopped down and rolled out his tongue in pleased laughter, still dripping.
"… Payback is a bitch." Sean snorted.
"And so is our mother." Hotch quipped, walking over to Reid and licking his ears. Reid's eyes closed in delight and he wagged his tail.
"You're spoiling the pup, Aaron." Sean snorted, lifting his leg and bowing his head, scratching furiously at an itch just behind his jaw.
"Nothing wrong with that." Hotch commented.
"… Can I get fleas?" Reid suddenly blurted, watching Sean scratching. The younger of the two brothers froze, and slowly lowered his paw. Hotch burst out laughing, and Sean gave him a dirty look.
"As a matter of fact you can." Sean snapped tetchily.
"Wow…" Reid breathed. "How about Heartworms?!"
"No, Spencer." Hotch chuckled. "No heartworms."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Okay."
"Alright."
"… How about parvo?!"
"Aaron… the kid is paranoid."
"Shut up, Sean. He never learned these things."
"We're not dogs, kid." Sean said, walking over. Reid watched him come, this time only leaning into Hotch slightly. Hotch lowered his head and licked his ears again. "We're not even WOLVES. We are WERE wolves. Most human and dog diseases won't affect us."
"… I've had the flu!" Reid argued.
"Yes, we can get the flu." Hotch nodded.
"Oh."
Sean was giving his brother a look, and Hotch just flicked his ears in a way of saying, "yes, this is what he's always like". Sean just snorted and shrugged his acceptance.
"So." Reid said suddenly. "Now what?"
"Now." Hotch announced. "Sean is going to run away. We are going to give him a ten to fifteen minute head start. And then YOU are going to track him, and try to sneak up on him undetected."
"… by myself?" Reid asked in a tiny voice.
"I'll be with you." Hotch said soothingly.
"Oh. Okay then." Reid said. Hotch smiled and nodded to his brother, who promptly charged and tackled Reid, bowling him over playfully. When Reid fumbled to his feet, Sean popped him on the head with a paw, smiling and saying "Good luck, kid!" and then streaked off into the woods. Reid paws at his own head, looking disgruntled, and watched him go. Hotch chuckled and moved to lap at the water of the pond.
"Hotch! That is NOT sanitary!" Reid cried.
"My ancestors have all drunk from ponds and streams, and so did yours." Hotch stated calmly, and continued to drink. Reid scowled and paced back and forth a few times.
"… I peed in there."
"WHAT?!" Hotch yelped, leaping away from the water.
Reid toppled over laughing, his legs in the air.
"Oh, very funny, pup." Hotch snarled, took a few more laps at the water, and then moved to sun himself on the grass. Reid giggled and trotted over to join him, licking at his chin apologetically.
After a bit, Hotch stood.
"Alright." He announced. "Time's up. Put your nose to the ground and let's do this." Reid stood and nodded, then frowned in concentration and did just that, heading over to where Sean had disappeared into the woods. And then, sniffing the whole way, he began to move into the trees, a very patient black wolf at his tail.
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