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Knights of the Old Republic
Ahmose Inarus
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Criminal Minds, and I most certainly do NOT own Star Wars.
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Chapter 8

PLANET: KASHYYYK

LOCATION: BAU

TIME: LATE NIGHT

Gideon, Rossi, Morgan, Emily, Elle, JJ and Garcia all sat around a table. JJ was looking stunned

“… Hotch and Spence?” She gasped.

“Afraid so.” Elle sighed, sipping the abrax Rossi had poured her.

“What do we do?” Emily asked.

Silence.

“… They should know that WE know.” Garcia said, softly.

“They’ve had the hots for each other for a while.” Elle pointed out. “At LEAST since we first left Coruscant.”

“No… it’ been longer.” Gideon sighed. “When Spencer and I arrived on Coruscant, Hotch couldn’t take his eyes off of him.”

“And Spence would blush and be even MORE awkward when Hotch paid attention to him.” JJ remembered, eyes widening.

“… She’s right.” Morgan finally said. “This has been progressing right under our noses and we never noticed… How could we not notice?!”

“Because… We’re too close to it. We cannot be objective in this.” Rossi said. “Hotch is our leader. We honor and respect him. Reid is an Apprentice that we have all taken under our wing in one way or another. We look up to one, and look after the other. None of us even THOUGHT of looking for something like this.”

“So… what do we do?” Garcia asked. “We… aren’t going to report them, are we?!”

“For now… no.” Gideon sighed. “For now… we just watch and wait.”

“You just don’t want to upset the kid.” Morgan chuckled.

“We cannot have something like this distract us, OR Hotch at this stage in our mission.” Gideon said, frowning at Morgan. “If they want to tell us, fine, but…”

“You denying that you feel more for the kid than just as a Master?” Morgan demanded to know. Gideon stared at him, then sighed and slumped down in his seat.

“… No.” He whispered.

“Wait… what?” Emily asked.

“Spencer is… I love him like my own. He’s very much my son in every way but blood. It was my job as his master to train him to be a Jedi. But… I cannot help but want what any father wants for his son… I want him to be happy… And… If Hotch makes him happy…”

The team was silent…

PLANET: KASHYYYK

LOCATION: BAU

TIME: EARLY MORNING

Reid woke to a gentle hand stroking up and down his spine, and soft kisses on the top of his head. He blinked his sleepy eyes, and smiled.

“… I like this much better…” He mumbled.

“Hm?” Hotch asked.

“Waking up with you.”

“Good. Cuz I like it too.” Hotch told him, giving the boy an affectionate squeeze. Then, Reid’s stomach growled. “… Breakfast time.” Hotch chuckled, and he and Reid rose from the bed. They bathed and dressed, then went out to the dining area. It was empty, as the others had already finished.

“Sir.” Hotch turned.

“Good morning, Jordan.” He greeted.

“We’re ready to depart any time.”

“Then let’s get moving.” Hotch said with a nod.

“Destination?”

“Carosi.”

“… Seriously?” Jordan asked, eyes wide.

“Seriously.”

“… Yessir.” Jordan said with a nod, then turned and walked away. And within minutes, the BAU’s engines were firing up and the ship was lifting off.

When Hotch and Reid finished their breakfast, Hotch went looking for Garcia and dropped Reid off with her for training. Then he went to speak to Rossi and Gideon before he had to report to the Council.

PLANET: CORUSCANT

LOCATION: JEDI TEMPLE

TIME: MID MORNING

The Council sat in the Council Chamber, listening to the life-size hologram of Hotch speaking to them.

“-- the camp was infiltrated, but Horan Arbel fled immediately. He left everything behind. A Twi’Lek slave told us that he was heading to Carosi. We intend to follow him and bring him in.”

“… Be careful.” Said Master Hssa Sssraa, a Sluissi Jedi Consular. “There are many on Carosi that have been consumed by the Dark Side. The entire planet promotes that which threatens the integrity of all who walk its surface. No one is immune.”

“I understand.” Hotch said with a nod.

“Watch out for your companions.” Master Kitata Ree ordered. “And mind the Padawan carefully.”

“He will be with one of us at all times.” Hotch assured the Council.

“May the Force be with you.” Strauss told him, and the meeting ended.

PLANET: EN ROUTE TO CAROSI

LOCATION: BAU

TIME: MID MORNING

Hotch sighed and left the Holo chamber. Rossi was standing outside of it, waiting for him. Gideon stood a few feet away.

“… You didn’t tell them that you and Reid spent all night down in the Shadow Lands.” Rossi said, casually.

“… Why would they need to know?” Hotch asked. “Would you want them to know you had gotten lost?”

“… But you weren’t lost, were you?” Rossi asked. Hotch frowned and turned to face his Master.

“What are you saying?” He demanded.

“Come on, Hotch.” Gideon said, shaking his head. “Did you really think no one would notice?”

“Notice what?” Hotch asked.

“You two have a Force Bond.” Rossi said. Hotch blinked, looking startled.

“… What?” Hotch gasped. “We WHAT?!”

“Jason and I noticed it last night. At the banquet.” Rossi told Hotch. The man just looked stunned.

“Come on.” Gideon sighed, and he and Rossi guided Hotch to Rossi’s room where the man poured them some abrax. Gideon raised an eyebrow, but didn’t say anything about drinking before lunch.

“… A Force Bond?” Hotch finally gasped. “How?!”

“The two of you have… a connection.” Gideon said, and smiled. “Don’t look so scared. This isn’t a BAD thing. Unusual, yes, but it’s not BAD.”

“He’s right.” Rossi said, putting a hand on Hotch’s shoulder. “Force Bonds have a track record of being beneficial more than detrimental. This Bond could help all of us with this mission, depending on how strong it is and how deep it runs.”

“It may be worth strengthening and developing.” Gideon added with a nod.

“I’ve never known anyone with a Force Bond.” Hotch said.

“Yes you do. Masters Noria and Ralko Cereni.” Rossi said, indicating the Twi’Lek Twins on the Jedi Council.

“… Really?” Hotch asked.

“Really.” Rossi said. “Their bond is a strong one.”

“What happened on Kashyyk?” Gideon asked. “That made you develop this Bond with Spencer?”

“… I… I dunno…” Hotch said, shaking his head. Gideon and Rossi just exchanged looks. They would let Hotch come clean when he was ready. “Do you think the Council will see it?” Hotch asked.

“It’s subtle.” Rossi said. “They MIGHT… If they look. But don’t worry. It’s not a bad thing… it’s curious, though. It—“ Rossi suddenly stopped and all three blinked when they felt the Force swirl around them.

Rossi grinned. “Heh…” He said, picking up a little nut from a dish nearby and chucking it at Gideon. Gideon blinked when it bounded off of an invisible barrier three inches from his face. Then, they all felt the barriers sputter and die. And then Hotch felt a gentle joy and swell of pride. He blinked. And then, he smiled. Rossi and Gideon looked at him. Hotch just stood and left the room. The two Jedi Masters glanced at each other, then followed.

They ended up in the Meditation Chamber where Reid was sitting with Garcia.

“Did you erect those Force Auras?” Hotch asked.

Reid turned and looked at him, blinking.

“It worked?” The boy gasped, and Hotch felt a twinge of excitement. And he knew that he was feeling soft echoes of Reid’s emotions.

“It did.” Rossi said, smiling over Hotch’s shoulder. “Not bad, Padawan.” Reid grinned and Hotch felt that soft swell of pride again.

Maybe this Force Bond really WOULD be a good thing…

PLANET: CAROSI

LOCATION: BAU

TIME: LATE AFTERNOON

The team stood around the large round hologram.

“Carosi.” JJ said, frowning in disgust. “This planet is the site of a busy starport and many pleasure-domes… which are the reasons it’s so busy. A lot of these pleasure-domes use sythdroids—“ She held up a hand to Reid, who had opened his mouth with a look of confusion on his face. “Centrally controlled mechanicals covered in quasi-living flesh. They’re basically Prostitute droids. But not all the prostitutes ARE synth droids… there are plenty of organics who sell themselves.”

“It’s a hedonistic place.” Rossi said. “Where you go for lavish food and drink… chew spice… enjoy any manner of sport whether legal or not… or indulge in the carnal pleasures, be it with an organic or a droid made to mimic an organic. There are places for any sexual kink or fantasy you can imagine. No matter what the Republic does, the pleasure domes cater to anything, whether legal or not.”

“You should also know that this place is full of… less than savory people.” JJ told them. “Smugglers, Bounty Hunters, and members of criminal syndicates make up most of the patronage of the star port. Where Nar Shaddaa has thugs, Carosi has perverts. And… reports say that Dark Jedi have been showing up there more and more frequently. We need to be careful.”

“We go in pairs, this time.” Hotch said. “Penelope, you will stay here and watch the ship with Jordan.” He said, glancing at the pilot in the doorway.

“I think we should pair up to balance each other. Guardians and Consulars together, and Sentinels together.” Rossi said, suddenly. Hotch blinked at him.

“… Okay?” He asked, his tone begging the man continue.

“Reid and Elle.” Rossi said. “Morgan and Gideon. JJ and Emily… Hotch, you and I already work seamlessly, so why don’t you come with me.”

“… Alright.” Hotch agreed. “Elle and Reid. I want you to check out the Cantinas by the landing platforms; Reid, NO Pazaak.”

“What?!”

“Don’t whine. Morgan, Gideon… the Swoop Tracks. JJ, Emily… talk to the working girls near the landing platforms. Dave, you and I will check with the Carosi Authorities. Everyone stay in touch, and stay close to your partner. Do NOT separate for ANY reason.”

“… Does anyone else have a… bad feeling about this?” Garcia asked, softly.

“Mind your thoughts.” Gideon told her. “We have to focus. Horan Arbel knows we’re on his trail.

“Let’s move.” Hotch said, and the eight Jedi left the BAU. Garcia watched them go. Her eyes followed Reid and Elle, and that bad feeling got stronger… something was going to happen… she just knew it. She only hoped that her babies would all return to her, safe and sound…

Hotch and Rossi went straight to do their job. They made their way to the Port Authority Offices and soon talked themselves into the office of the one in charge. A few minutes later, a Sullastan walked in.

“Master Jedi.” He said, bowing. “It is an honor. I am Kup Bnnl. What can I do for you?”

“We’re here on a mission.” Hotch said. “We’re hunting down a major player in an illegal Slave Trade operation.”

“He’s Baragwin by the name of Horan Arbel.” Rossi said. “Would have recently arrived from Kashyyyk.”

Kup Bnnl stared at them. “… He has been here several times. His ship is on Platform C-23.”

“Then that’s where we’re going.” Hotch said.

“Wait!” The Sullastan said, raising a hand. “Once he disembarks, he never returns to the same ship. He is in an organization that rotates ships so that no one ever leaves on the same ship they arrived on.”

“… And who runs this organization?” Hotch asked.

“I do not know.” Kup Bnnl said, shaking his head. “I wish I could tell you, but… I can give you this… they hang out in the Hutt District.”

“… Great… More Hutts…” Hotch sighed. He and Rossi left the Port Authority offices and caught a transport to the Hutt District. There were several Cantinas and Pazaak Dens… and numerous massive Pleasure Domes… As Rossi had told the others, they catered to every kink there was… one advertised that they offered only genuine, organic Twi’Leks fresh from Ryloth, all of them trained in some form of kink or another. Another had a massive Vid-Board advertising they were offering only the rarest organics, special featuring a Ghostling… the price was Astronomical... but with good reason. Ghostlings were very beautiful, delicate ethereal beings. They were so fragile, that to have sex with a creature outside of their own kind was a death sentence… So they could only be sold in a pleasure-dome once…

“What I wouldn’t give to be able to shut some of these places down…” Rossi growled, and Hotch chuckled.

“As if you have never been a patron?”

“With a synthdroid! There are no victims with them!!!” Rossi howled, and Hotch laughed. “So… where do we start?”

“Where else? A Cantina.” Hotch smirked, and the pair ducked into the next one they passed. A jizz-wail band was playing, and Rossi rolled his eyes; he preferred music played by Bith. The pair of Jedi split up, Hotch heading left towards the entertainment area, Rossi heading right towards the bar.

Hotch moved towards a group of Echani who had been watching him.

“… Would you report me to the Council for Inappropriate Conduct if I placed a bet?” Morgan suddenly asked, and Gideon blinked at him, looking very caught off guard.

“… What?” He asked.

“The Rhodian female, Rheelia.” Morgan said. “I’m willing to wager that she’ll win this race.”

“Derek…” Gideon sighed, shaking his head and waving a hand. “Knock it off.” Morgan chuckled and followed the Jedi Master.

“You sure, Gideon? We could make a lot.” Morgan teased.

“You know what? Just… stop talking.” Gideon said, and Morgan grinned.

“Oh, come on, Gideon.” He laughed. “You know I…” He trailed off as a horrible feeling washed over him. Gideon stopped. “… Gideon… You feel that?” Gideon whirled, eyes wide.

“Spencer.” He gasped, and the pair whirled and darted off, using the Force to shove people aside, carving a path through the crowd.

JJ and Emily made their way down the street, eying the provocatively dressed females of numerous races eying the spacers coming in and out of the star port. They approached a large group of them.

“Excuse me.” JJ called. A woman who had looked human from the back turned and eyed them. She had snow white skin and brilliant green eyes that stood out in the frame of her long black hair. She eyed them and smirked.

“… Looking for a three way?” She asked.

“Not exactly.” Emily said, looking mildly amused. “You work out here frequently?” She asked, looking around at all of the girls. They nodded. “So you notice people coming and going…”

JJ sighed. “We’re looking for a Baragwin by the name of Horan Arbel.”

“Oh…” A human woman said, grimacing in distaste. “Him. Yeah, he’s here. He’s never interested in us. He prefers slaves. Doesn’t have to pay THEM.”

“Where can we find him?” JJ asked.

“… The Hutt District.” Said a Rhodian female. “… There is a Quarren there in an Exotic Offering pleasure dome… He is called Raqueesh. Talk to him. If anyone will know where your Baragwin is, he will.”

“Thank you.” JJ said, and the two women left the prostitutes. They made their way to the Hutt District and to the pleasure dome with the most exotic offerings. Using her Mind Trick, she got Emily and herself into the office of the Quarren, Raqueesh. And all it took was Emily casually brushing back her robe to let the Quarren glimpse her Lightsaber to have him hurrying them down a corridor and letting them into a room where Horan Arbel was being entertained by a pair of Twi’Lek females.

After freeing all of the Wookie cubs, Emily and JJ took great satisfaction in taking the Baragwin into custody. Horan Arbel came quietly when they warned him that other Jedi would come in as backup if he resisted, and they took him back to their ship and put him in a holding cell. But then, as they were making their way up to Garcia to have her call the others in, they felt it…

JJ stumbled, lifting a hand to her head. Emily caught her and steadied her, though she looked shocked, too.

“… Oh no…” JJ breathed. “Oh… Spence… something’s wrong! SPENCE!!!” And she dashed down the corridor, Emily on her heels.

In the Meditation chamber, Garcia was uncomfortable. She frowned. She felt something dark and sinister… Something was wrong… Elle was in turmoil. And her swirling emotions were steadily changing… growing darker… and Reid… fear… she felt fear from him, followed by a flare of sick delight from Elle.

“OH!” Garcia gasped, eyes snapping open. “Oh no… no no no…” She struggled to her feet and hurried out into the corridor. “Oh! Emily! JJ! Reid, he—“

“We know! We’re on our way!” JJ cried, and she and Emily ran from the ship and headed towards where they sensed Reid and Elle were.

“JJ! EMILY!” The glanced over and watched Gideon and Morgan come running and join them.

Hotch frowned at the growing feeling of unease rising within him. He tried to ignore it… tried to focus on his conversation with the Echani. The unease began to grow into fear, gnawing at his stomach. Then shock… And then Hotch froze in his seat. The Echani blinked at him, waiting for him to respond to their question. But the man just looked stunned.

He could feel it. Fear… an all consuming fear. And it was coming from Reid…

“… Spencer.” He gasped, and bolted from the table. Rossi was already hurrying towards him.

“I feel it too!” Rossi called, but Hotch didn’t wait for the man. His lover was frightened… and that fright was quickly building into horror and sheer terror… Hotch couldn’t stand it. He whirled and used the Force to all but fly out of the cantina and down the street. Rossi lost him in the crowds… but as he moved in the direction that Hotch had gone in, he ran into the others.

“Reid!” Gideon called to him. “He’s in trouble!”

“I know!” Rossi shouted back.

“Where’s Hotch?!” Morgan demanded.

“He ran ahead! We need to move!” Rossi told them, and they ran down the street. All Rossi had to do was draw his Lightsaber and people were falling over themselves to get out of the Jedi’s way.

“JEDI MENACE!!!” Someone screamed from behind them.

Emily glanced back. “Uh… guys?” The others glanced back. Several angry people were chasing them, some with blasters, others with Vibroblades.

“… We don’t have TIME for this!” Morgan groaned. Then, there was a roar and people screamed. The BAU flew in overhead, Garcia standing out on the boarding ramp, Lightsaber blazing. The ship turned and a fiery looking Jordan fired the light blasters, the beams striking the ground before those pursuing the Jedi. The people skidded to a stop and then Garcia was before them.

“Go!” She called to her companions. “Jordan and I have got this!”

And she threw up her Force Barrier, a stronger version of the Force Aura that Reid had been practicing earlier that very day, and with a few flicks of her wrist, she began to disarm the people chasing her companions.

The team ran on.

“I’m only feeling this about Spencer! Where is Elle?!” Gideon asked, his voice rough.

No one answered… they just ran…

Hotch blurred down the street, ignoring the shouts of the people that he been tossed out of his way. He could still feel Reid’s emotions… they were in turmoil… there was fear and sadness… a sense of betrayal… then a frantic determination… then startled terror. A feeling of resistance. Desperation… and then an upset confusion. The longer time went on, the more and more all the other emotions vanished and became a steady swirl of fright and confusion… and then… desire…? Surrender?

Pleasure…?

Then, as Hotch was trying to figure out what might be happening to bring up these worrying flurries of emotions in the young Jedi, he nearly stumbled and fell as something surged across their bond like a lance to his heart.

Pain.

Spencer was in pain!

He was hurt, frightened and confused! Hotch was frantic.

He had to get to his lover.

He HAD to!

His feelings led him to a large, black pleasure dome offering the darkest fetishes and desires, guarded by Gamorreans. He blasted them out of the way and charged in, ill-prepared for what he would find...

Force Aura – A Jedi can erect a kind of shield around them, increasing their defense and allowing them to decrease any amount of damage they may otherwise take in battle. An advanced technique is called the Force Barrier, which can temporarily block attacks and damage.
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