"Em!" you shout as you pull up to your best friend's house. She's walking down her driveway with her friends/coworkers in tow. Emily hops into the front seat of your car giving you a welcomed smooch on the cheek while Penelope scoots into the seat behind you followed by JJ. "Girls night out!" you cheer, "let's go!"
"Prentiss you gotta tell her," JJ says with a grimice.
"Yeah, sorry babe. We're meeting the boys first, but I promise we'll ditch them quick and go straight to dancing," Emily informs you.
"You're kidding! I've been looking forward to this all week. Are all the boys going to be there?" you complain.
"Rossi, Reid, and Morgan. Hotch is with his own boy tonight," Penelope speaks up.
"Eh, that's not too bad. At least we know Rossi will be paying. Where are we headed?"
"O'Keefe's and step on it! We've been making those poor boys wait," Emily directs.
You step on the gas and pull away from Emily's house heading towards the team's usual bar. At least it was just a couple blocks away from the club you were planning on going to anyway. JJ, Penelope, and Emily started talking about the case they had just finished up that afternoon. Even though you aren't a part of the team, you're one of Emily's closest friends. She lived in the apartment next to yours when she first moved to D.C. forever ago and the two of you became fast friends. Sadly, she moved out a couple years ago when she bought her house. You miss having your best friend ten feet away from you most nights, but you're happy for her. Her house is better for parties anyway.
You met the girls pretty soon after you got close to Emily. There were lots of wine Wednesdays at her apartment with JJ and Penelope. That turned into you becoming Emily's plus one at JJ and Will's wedding at Rossi's house where you finally got to meet the whole team. You became fast friends with all the guys which led to getting invited to the occasional night out at the bar with the team. That wasn't the intention for tonight, but it looks like it is turning out that way. You're not complaining, that just wasn't the original plan. You're all dressed up for a girls night out dancing, heels and your tightest jeans and everything, a bit much for a bar trip with the team. At least all the girls are on the same level as you so you won't be the odd one out.
You finally pull up to the bar and score a sweet parking spot right down the street. You double check the street signs to make sure you won't get towed if your car ends up staying here overnight. Let's just say it's happened before and you refuse to let it happen again.
The four of you hop out of the car and head into the bar, waving at your favorite bouncer on the way in. To say that the BAU were regulars at this place would be an understatement. Garcia quickly spots Reid's head poking out above the rest of the crowd. You follow her to the back corner while JJ and Emily grab the four of you your first round of drinks. The guys had saved the normal spot: a big round booth in the back.
"Y/N! Long time no see!" Rossi grabs you by the face and kisses both your cheeks. Dave and Hotch only comes out every so often. The old men can't keep up with the rest of the crew half the time.
"Oh, I missed you too, old man! I should never have to go that long without seeing your beautiful Italian face," you wink at him.
Rossi gives you a bit of a chuckle, "you sure know how to make a man's day, sweetheart."
You finally turn to Morgan and he pulls you into a big hug like always.
"Hey kiddo," he says by your ear while squeezing you.
"How was that hangover from last time, buddy? Did you have a good morning?" you recall having to give him a ride home after your last night out with a team. He barely stumbled his way into his house, heading straight for the bathroom.
