Chapter 3

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After delivering the profile, the team soon realized that someone would need to go under cover to catch the unsub. Seeing that you and Prentiss match the victimology to a T, you both would be going under cover. The unsub was luring women out of bars and then slicing their abdomens open. You and Emily would need to look the part of young college students out for a good time. She drove both of you to a near by dress shop, taking your time as you browsed dresses. You had more than enough time to find a dress and get ready before needing to go to the bar. 

"Okay, you have to spill Em. The tension between you and JJ could be cut with a knife, and you guys couldn't keep your eyes off each other." You asked her, wanting them same dirt Morgan did. 

"Alright, alright. I'll tell you. It was amazing. It was like we had been dating for years, it was so natural and easy. She's so perfect in every way, I can't believe I waited this long to kiss her." She gushed, her eyes lighting up as she spoke.

Your smile spread quickly across your face, "That's amazing, Em."

In the dressing room, you quickly tried the dress on. It was tight, but left a few things to the imagination. The neckline dropped low, almost to the top of your stomach and there was a tall slit opening up to your mid thigh. With the heels you were already wearing for work, you looked like you were ready for a night on the town. On your left, you saw Emily step out in a tight black dress. It hugged her sides and pushed her breasts almost out of the dress. She looked stunning.

Quickly paying for the dresses, you and Emily made your way back to the station. Both of you went straight into the locker room and started getting ready, doing dark eyeshadow and red lips. You pinned your hair up into a lose bun, while Emily took hers down and curled it lightly. Turning away from each other for a little privacy, you both slipped your dresses on.

While you both were putting your shoes and jewelry, you hear a knock on the door.

"Come in" you both replied

Hotch walked in, he glanced at Emily before quickly raking his eyes up and down your body. You noticed the gesture, which made you want to knock his teeth out. 

Why did he look at you like that? More importantly, why was it slightly welcome on your end? Something in your head told you that you wanted him to look at you, which wasn't a good sign. 

"Ready?" he asked after the prolonged silence. Both of you nodded, walking out of the locker room.

As you both strutted into the station towards the door, you heard Morgan whistle at your appearance and you saw JJ turn a dark red as she saw Emily's tight dress. Reid tried to hide the slight flush of red on his face with the book in his hands, but couldn't tear his eyes off of the both of you. 

"You better keep that dress, otherwise I think JJ might kill you." you whispered to Emily, which caused her to elbow you hard in the side.

You sat in the back of the SUV with Emily as Hotch drove you both to the bar that the unsub was taking women from.

"Don't worry, you guys are there to attract the unsub, but we all will be in there with you. Due to the, um, nature of your clothes, neither of you will be able to wear a concealed gun. However, you will be able to hear us through the coms." He seemed flustered. You didn't know why, or maybe you choose to ignore why. You tried to keep yourself busy in the awkward silence of the car, messing with your fingernails. 

Once at the bar, you both entered. The loud wave of music and the stale smell of beer hit you hard. Unfortunately, you weren't aloud to drink tonight, being forced to order mocktails. As you and Emily stood at the bar, a tall man approached you. He had short blond hair, he wore glasses and had a scar just above his eyebrow. Overall, he wasn't that bad looking, except for the fact that he's a serial killer.

"Hey, pretty lady" he greeted with a smug smile.

"Hey yourself" you responded through a clenched jaw, trying to make yourself seem approachable.

"Why don't we go somewhere a little more quiet and talk?" He suggested with an evil glint in his eye. 

You nodded in agreement, ignoring the protests from Hotch and Morgan in your ear. You felt Emily's hand close on your wrist in an attempt to keep you in the bar, but you quickly shook it off. It wasn't part of the plan to go off alone with the unsub, but you figured that it was your best chance of catching him. As you left the bar, you locked eyes with Hotch as he was shaking his head slowly, hoping to keep you in the bar. You shook your head no back at him, knowing that you would be in a lot of trouble with him the second you left this bar.

As soon as you crossed the threshold of the bar, the man was pulling you into an ally. You yelped slightly in response, not expecting it. You felt the cold press of a knife against your abdomen and a low chuckle from the man holding it. 

"Looks like you're going to die tonight, whore." he hissed at you. It took everything in you to not react, seeing that he thrived off his victims fear. You heard footsteps behind you and a gun cocked near your ear. 

"Drop the knife." Hotch spoke lowly, you could hear the fear for you in his voice. Something you had never heard. He pressed his gun harder into his temple. You heard Morgan and Emily behind you, Morgan with his gun drawn and Emily standing behind him. 

After what felt like hours of waiting, you heard a loud clatter of metal on the ground and the clicking handcuffs. You let out a breath you didn't know you were holding, and felt your knees buckle from underneath you. Before you hit the ground Morgan rushed to your side, scooping you up into his arms. You felt Emily's hand on your back, guiding you to the SUV. The ride back to the station was quiet, you had quickly come down from the adrenaline. Hotch drove in a silent rage. You knew that you went against protocol, but you caught the unsub so what did it matter?


Author note:

Thanks to everyone reading! This is my first time writing fanfiction, so please be kind. I know that JJ wasn't on this case, but she's here any ways. This chapter is loosely based on Season 4 episode 9, 52 Pickup.

Be ready for some steamy scenes coming up. ;)

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