Caged~ Criminal Minds

Honor Among Thieves/ Open Season

Honor Among Thieves

JJ: "How's Naomi?" she asks going over to Reid along with Garcia and Emily
Reid: "Not good. She wouldn't even step out of the car to her place. Morgan had to go in and grab her things to bring to mine."
Emily: "Anything we can do?"
Reid: "I don't think so. Think she just needs some time."
Garcia: "Her grandma's coming right?"
Reid: "She can only come for the funeral."
JJ: "Nobody else that can be with her?"
Reid: "Her mom died during childbirth. She's an only child. Her dad is...I don't know."
Garcia: "So she has no other family?"
Reid: "She has us." he says softly as they sigh out as Hotch walks into the room

When returning home from the case, Spence enters his apartment to see Naomi sitting in the dark on the couch with a blanket wrapped around her

Spencer: "Hey. Did you eat anything? I brought some food from that Tai restaurant you like."
Naomi: "I'm not hungry." she rasps out as she keeps her gaze forward
Spencer: "You need to eat" he says sitting next to her "Just a little. Please. It'll help put me at ease." he softly pleads while holding out a box of food with a fork as she sighs before taking it and opening it "You have a bunch of "I'm sorry for your loss" cards and gifts from the office and firestation. Do you want to go through them?" he asks as she shakes her head no "You sure? Garcia put a lot of thought into her basket."
Naomi: "No."
Spencer: "Ok. Do you need anything?"
Naomi: "No." she says as tears start streaming down her face and he pulls her into his arms

Emily: "Happy families are all alike. Every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way." Leo Tolstoy.

Authors note: Short chapter so decided to combine two of them

Open Season

Garcia: "Are you sure you want to be here? We can just have a night in." she says as herself, JJ, Emily, and Naomi all sit around a table at a bar
JJ: "I know it can't be easy."
Watson: "I buried the love of my life yesterday. Had to go through multiple people tell me how sorry they are for me. And now...I'm going to get drunk until I can't even remember what year is it" she says picking up a shot and downing it "Speaking of which we need more." she says holding up the empty bottle
Emily: "I'll get it." she says taking the bottle over to the bar to get more drinks
Garcia: "We've been here 5 minutes." she says as they see Emily talking to a guy at the bar
JJ: "Yeah, but look at her, broke away from the group. Guy saw her alone, felt confident, and made his move."
Garcia: "It must be serious." she says as they watch Emily bring the guy over to the table
Emily: "Ladies, this is Brad, a real FBI agent."
Garcia: "Really?"
Emily: "Really. "
JJ: "No way."
Watson: "Impressive." she says grabbing the bottle from Emily to pour herself another drink
Garcia: "That's exciting. What's it like at Quantico?" she says purposelly saying the word wrong
Brad: "It's, uh, quite impressive."
JJ: "What department are you in?"
Brad: "That's classified."
Watson: "Ooh, must be really tough keeping all those secrets."
Brad: "You know, it's a skill like anything else. Carpenters are good at building stuff, measuring. FBI is good at keeping secrets and kicking criminal ass."
Watson: "Wow." she mutters rolling her eyes a little
Emily: "Well, somebody has got to do it. Oh, do you have to carry your gun and badge with you everywhere you go?"
Brad: "Affirmative."
Emily: "Can we see it?"
Brad: "See what?"
Emily: "Your badge." she says smirking at him
Garcia: "Please."
Brad: "I'm sorry, that's..."
All: "Classified."
JJ: "Figures."
Garcia: "Of course."
Emily: "Tell me, Brad, does it look anything like this?"
JJ: "Or, uh, this?"
Garcia: "Or maybe this?"
Watson: "How about this?" she asks as they all hold up their badges to him and he quickly walks away leaving the four to laugh 
JJ: "Criminal ass, it's a tough job. Agent Jareau." she says answering her phone while walking away from the table
Garcia: "Lady, you are officially in my top 8, and I am so blogging about this later. Clink me."
JJ: "Sorry, ladies." she says as the three sigh out
Watson: "How fun." she says downing another drink again