What the Fuck

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tw: mentions of rape, murder, etc

Boarding the jet, I sat next to Emily with Rossi sitting across from us. JJ and Morgan were on the couch whispering about god knows what when Hotch got on and ushered us to join him around a table.

We all gathered in various uncomfortable positions as the plane took off.

"We have been brought in on a case involving a serial killer who is murdering families during the rolling blackouts as I stated before. All we know at this time is that he is raping the women and leaving their sons in the other room after killing the fathers."

"What do you mean by other room? Like he's tying them up in their bedrooms?" Morgan asked, eyebrows furrowed. He was leaning over a chair, keeping an odd amount of attention on me.

"No, I mean in the closet or bathroom attached to the parents' bedroom while the sexual assault occurs," explained Hotch.

"Wait a minute. So this guy is keeping the children just outside while he rapes their mothers? This guy is sick." I was having a hard time understanding why someone would do something like this.

"So are most psychopaths," Rossi butted in.

Hotch spoke again, "This is a long flight, so get some rest. We are going to be up late tonight."

Ugh...

"Yay!" cheered JJ sarcastically, "All nighter!"

Groans came from everyones' mouths as we settled down again in our seats. This time Morgan took a spot in front of Emily and me, next to Rossi. JJ and Hotch were next to us as we all started a casual conversation.

"So what were you guys doing before we were called in?" asked JJ, trying to mask her very obvious intentions of getting something out of Emily.

Reid went first, "I went to see this Russian trilogy in at the theatre. I invited Emily but she declined. It was very exciting until the audience started to yell at me for my phone going off."

"Sounds, uh, fun," I said, acting interested.

Before Reid could speak again, Morgan, interrupted him, "Ya ya, thanks smart stuff. I wanna hear what these 2 ladies were up to."

He pointed a finger between me and Emily. JJ's head shot up, paying close attention.

"There's nothing to tell, I was out..." I glanced quickly at Emily, "At a bar. Just out at a bar."

"Mhm... And which bar would that be?" asked Rossi, playfully.

Shit, I don't know any bars around here.

"Uhh, I don't remember the name. Something with a J or a G? I- I don't know." I responded, lying through my teeth.

Derek spoke up again, "Hm... We must have caught you at a bad time..."

"What do you mean?" I huffed.

He raised his eyebrows, gesturing to my chest, "I see you covering up those hickeys..."

Fuck. You. Derek.

Everyone looked over at me, smiling like they were about to get some hot goss.

I knew I looked annoyed at this point, "I told you, Morgan, those are old."

JJ let out a small scoff and Rossi gave me the 'ya not buying it look.

"Look, you don't have to believe me if you don't want to," I paused for a second, shaking my head, "My sex life is none of your business anyway!"

Emily gave me a playful side-eye, "Oh, but we would love to hear about it..."

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