Cruel - Criminal minds enemies to lovers

Disappointment

"Are you ready?" Morgan said to Athena, holding her gun up in her hands from behind her.

"I don't want to do this" she sighed.

"Come on- you have to." 

She rolled her eyes, aimed her gun and fired.

"I know I can shoot a gun, why are they making me do this?" Athena said taking off her goggles and earmuffs after leaving a headshot and crotch shot on every single cardboard target practice.

"The crotch shots were a bit unnecessary" Morgan rolled his eyes and ticked off the sheet

"It's a style shot- I'm a performer" Athena joked, he chuckled at her in amusement he couldn't hide anymore.

"Go get into your work out stuff- we need to do a physical assessment" he said as they walked out of the gun range in the basement of the FBI offices

"I thought I passed your 'physical assessment' last night" she teased; his face dropped in shock.

"Athena!" He laughed with his face turning slightly red.

"I love when I manage to make you blush- really makes me feel real good about myself" she joked and walked into the changing rooms.

He shook his head with a chuckle before picking up his phone.

"Hey Hotch"

"Hi Morgan- are you almost done with her assessments?"

"Just have the physical one to go- do we have a case?"

"Yes but it can wait until you finish, has she passed everything so far?" Hotch asked.

"Yeah, I think it's the psych evaluation that's gonna be difficult for you to do given how well she can hide things" Morgan said, looking around to make sure Athena wasn't there.

"I know, but having her become an agent is the only way we can get rid of her prison sentence- she doesn't know that we're doing this still, does she?" Hotch asked.

"No, we know she would never want to be an agent so I just told her it's a requirement for every employee who's been here over a year" Morgan replied.

"Let's hope she doesn't fact check that" Hotch said, Morgan spotted Athena coming out the changing rooms.

"Gotta go, we'll see you in about an hour" Morgan hung up the phone.

"You ready?" He asked her

"The real question is- are you ready?" She smiled

"That doesn't make any sense" he shook his head with a laugh, walking her into the gym

"I think that means that you're not ready" she joked.

"Okay weirdo- do you need to warm up?" He chuckled,

"Nah- that's' for losers" she said, putting her hands on her hips.

"You have to warm up or you'll pull a muscle" he rolled his eyes and gently pushed her onto the treadmill on a low walk

"Can't you just tick the sheet and say I did it?" She sighed.

"That is what we in the business call forgery" he teased.

"And that is what we in my business call love" she made a pouty face, he laughed.

"Get a run on shorty, we've got an hour to get this done and then we have a case."

"Are you kidding me? I have to do all this shit and go to work? I'm going to drop a weight on my head on purpose" she joked, he rolled his eyes with a chuckle.