Waking up early on a Sunday morning, Prentiss was shocked to realize she was in her bosses bed with him. Thinking back to last night. She knew she had met up with him. But what had happened?
"Shit." She said under her breath, then went into the fellow agents bathroom to get dressed, but also as an excuse to hide for a while and come to terms with what had happened the night before. After hurriedly showering and getting dressed she tried to make a quick escape. Unfortunately Aaron Hotchner has already awoken.
"Morning Emily." He greeted.
"Oh uh. Morning." She responded, embarrassed. "I should get going. You know wouldn't want Jack to think I spent the night." She said quickly, desperately wanting to make a quick escape. "I'll see you at work." She finished, then quickly left Hotch's apartment to go home.
Emily infact saw Hotch sooner than she thought. UNSUBS can't be respectful of weekends clearly. She sighed, she had barley stepped in the door when she had received the cool and was back out again, into the office, where she would come face to face with the man she slept with last night.
During briefing she sat as far away from Hotch as possible, still embarrassed about the previous night, not wanting anyone to know. They didn't meet up with the intention of having sex. It just happened, like these things do. And now it felt incredibly awkward, having to work side by side with him.
On the plane again, purposefully sitting away from Aaron Hotchner. She sat next to JJ and opposite Reid and Morgan, a little unfocused on the conversation, still thinking of the previous night. Talking about gangster movies, she made herself sound engaged and as if she was enjoying the conversation, but really there was only one thing she could think about, and that was what happened last night.
It gave Emily relief when she was sent to the crime scene with Spencer Reid and her daughter who she'd come to know in recant years, Roxanne Masson. Thankfully, some time away from Hotch, just for a while things would not be so awkward and there would not be so much tension in the air.
"Electric strike lock. Impressive." Prentiss told her two fellow agents, while entering the crime scene, just hugely relived to be away from Hotch.
"And hard to bypass, if this was a robbery the UNSUB must have slipped in right behind him." Reid followed on, adding more to try and get a grasp of what had happened.
"This can't have been organised." Roxanne said, giving her first impressions on the appreance of the carpet. It was a mess, not to mention the blood on the floor which made her feel a little queasy.
"Yes If this was premeditated you would think the unsub would have brought a knife or a gun with him." Reid said, confused, they thought this had been premeditated murder when they first came across the case, but now there was evidence strongly against that.
Noticing the security Camera there was a new layer to the case. "What didn't he want anyone to see?" Prentiss asked, rhetorically, stepping towards the security camera.
Unfortunately, the time away from Hotch did not last for long, entering the field office after visiting the crime scene, the two didn't even take a second to look at each other. Prentiss sighed, sitting opposite him, with only three other members of the team in the room she had to act like nothing had happened, otherwise they would all start jumping to conclusions.
"What about the crime scene?" Hotch asked, in his usual monotone, serious voice.
"Sevino purposefully bypassed the standard casino security." She told him, as this was the most important thing they had picked up from visiting the crime scene. At that moment Rossi entered and continued the story, along with JJ.
"And I think we know why." He said
"Danny Sevino supplemented his income by loaning money to casino patrons." JJ continued.
"Explains why he changed the Camera in his office, didn't want his bosses to know he was freelancing." Reid finalized, coming to a conclusion after listening to what had just been said by other members of the team.
"So were looking for a gambler." Hotch Clarified.
"A gambler in Atlantic City." Prentiss said pausing. "That narrows the field." She continued, with a sarcastic tone to her voice.
That night there was another murder. The next day the team delivered the profile. Hotch and Prentiss had still hardly talked since Saturday night. Prentiss wanted to avoid awkward confrontation and stood far away from Hotch while delivering the profile to try and avoid awkward confrontation.
"We're looking for a man that seems to kill those who either prey upon or take advantage of Gamblers." Hotch said in his usual serious tone, standing, looking directly at those who he was delivering the profile to, acting like a true professional. "Lone sharks and call girls so far." He continued, his tone dropping a little at the end.
"The killings may have been triggered by recent gambling losses." Morgan said, sounding slightly disappointed, he knew gambling was an awful addiction to have and this case just showed everyone how much it can effect the individual.
"Our unsub is physically fit. He was able to overpower Danny Sevino and Patty Riolo was killed with extreme violence." Prentiss continued, adding information on the physicality of the man they were looking for and reason, like with Hotch she was looking directly at those she was delivering the profile to, but also trying to keep her gaze as far away from Hotch as possible without looking suspicious and unprofessional.
"It's doubtful this person has a criminal record, he moves without fear of being recognized in one of the most surveilled locations on the planet." Morgan continued.
By this point Prentiss was barley listing, just to the brief points, the important ones. Saturday evening with Hotch really had caused her to lose her focus when around him. Looking around, slightly moving her head to the people talking around her, making is appear she was listening, truth is she couldn't, the words she could here but she was not listening. Relief came over he when Hotch finally ended with Thankyou, she could move, at least have a couple of seconds, without the awkward tension that came with being around him.
"Emily." He confronted, as they were leaving. "You don't have to be embarrassed." He said quickly, not wanting a long confrontation.
"I know..." She said and sighed. "It just... I don't know... That shouldn't have happened." She finally said. "Not with your son around. What if he woke up in the middle of the night?"
"He didn't. Don't worry. It's fine Em." He said, gently touching her on the shoulder before they both sat next to each other in the room they had set up, to work through the case.
They proceeding day Emily found she was working much better, now she didn't have to feel awkward or embarrassed or guilty about what had happened between her and Hotch.
"The Unub wouldn't have naturally crossed into both worlds. He'd be in one or the other." Prentiss said, making gestures with her hands, looking at Rossi, as that's who had spoke before but also looking at Hotch.
"Unless his fortunes changed drastically between murdering Sevino and meeting up with Patty Riolo." He said, providing an exception and possibly an alternative explanation to the current confusion.
Throughout this she did not stop looking at Aaron Hotchner, they had spent many nights, and days together since He split up with Haley, but only recently had Emily realized the true extent of her feeling for Aaron Hotchner. She listened intently to every word he said, enjoying the fact that she got to spend so much time with him.
"No lets day Daves right, he was in financial trouble and immediately after murdering Sevino his luck changed." She heard him say.
"In his mind he could have connected the two." She continued. At this moment their eyes locked. Hotch knew he couldn't be with Prentiss right now because he had only recently met Beth and he knew that FBI employees shouldn't date FBI employees, but there were feelings for Emily which he just couldn't shake.
"And he figured the part of his system he had been missing was murder." Hotch said, the line which shook Prentiss out of her dream, and put her back into the real world, reminding her of how messed up people could be and the gruesome nature of their Job.
And on the murders continued. Hotch, Prentiss and Reid were at this latest crime scene on this bright but chilly morning.
"$88 the unsub must be getting generous." Reid said, flicking through some money that had been left, crouching down, next to the victims body.
"There's less Rage than the others, nn undoing." Prentiss added, also looking at the victims body, crouching down, next to Reid before she stood up as Hotch walked over. "There's evidence of remorse. Shot in the back so he wouldn't have to face his victim." Finalizing comments on her observations.
Before they had even left the crime scene there had been another killing. This one was different however but they were still sure of it being the same guy, he had to be escalating at a rather rapid rate.
Realizing the only way to catch this unsub was to send someone in, the obvious choice was Spencer Reid, who even knew a mathematical equation for when to raise and when to fold!
All was planned and all was prepped, it was now time to wait, wait to catch this guy. Reid was in the building, the rest of the team patiently waiting outside to make their move.
"That's Reid. Let's go." Hotch said, the team immediately reacting and running in to where thee would hopefully catch the agent, Prentiss and Hotch slowing down to a fast walk once entering the building.
As usual things didn't go down without a chase, unfortunately this was one lost by the BAU.
Standing outside, Hotch and Prentiss yet again standing next to each other, they rethought.
"He's going after his wife." Hotch said grimly, on the phone to Rossi, this could end in one of two ways. Wither bad, or relatively good as far as BAU cases went. They wanted it to end the relatively good way. The situation soon became urgent due to this matter.
"Got it thanks." Hotch said, coming off the phone to Garcia.
Hotch and Prentiss were first to arrive, with Rossi and JJ appearing a few seconds later. Rossi went in, said he knew how these guys thought. Hotch and Prentiss both stood outside, with looks of worry on their faces.
"I'm unarmed, I'm unarmed." Rossi said entering, as suddenly the wife was threatened at gunpoint.
"The house is surrounded." Rossi warned. "Now there's only one way out of this Curtis." He said, trying to make him let go of the women and leave them be.
Fourtunatly with Rossi's persuasion one of the girls had been released. Curtis' wife however was still being held at gunpoint, Rossi continued his persuasion, trying to save her.
A soft voice, some understanding words, still Curtis would not let go. That was when Hotch decided it was time for him and Agent Prentiss to enter. Curtis was well and truly surrounded now, four FBI Agents, three of which were armed with guns and all exceptionally good shots.
Eventually His wife was freed, but it did not all end well, as with Many unsubs, Curtis shot himself, right on the hour. 8pm.
Going home after the case, Emily was tired, it had been a long few days, both personally and Professionally. It was nice to be able to sleep in her bed again.