Okay, so I've only just finished catching up with PLL and I got this story into my head that I need to get out. There's only about fifteen stories with a PLL-Criminal Minds crossover and this will add to it. I hope you guys enjoy it.
"Oh, you have got to be kidding me," Alex cried out, panting as she rolled over onto her back, only covered by the white sheet, reaching over to grab the vibrating cell on her nightstand "Blake," she answered, trying to control her breathing.
"I know, I know," she heard JJ's voice on the other end of the line "Don't hate me but we have a case,"
Alex propped herself up onto one elbow "Where?"
"Pennsylvania, we're meeting on the jet, the sooner we get there, the better,"
"This is a bad one, isn't it?" she sighed into the phone, looking down at the woman lying naked next to her.
JJ returned her sigh and paused before replying "Yeah, it is,"
"Alright, I'll be there in 20," said Alex and hung up, tossing her phone back onto the night stand and sitting up, scrubbing a hand over her face.
"Where?" the dark skinned woman asked her quietly, sitting up next to her.
"Pennsylvania," Alex looked over at her apologetically "I'd finish what we started with a bang but I'm gonna have to finish it with a ring," she half joked, referring to the phone call "I'm sorry Jordan,"
Jordan smiled slightly before capturing her lips in a soft kiss "It's okay," she whispered as they were millimeters apart, then pulled back a little further "I get it, I did work there once, remember?"
Alex let out a huff of air and smiled "Yeah, I've heard," she said and gave her a chaste kiss "I gotta go," she murmured and pulled away, and walking to the shower.
Five minutes later and she was dressed and holstering her gun against her hip. She decided on dark fitted jeans instead of business pants and a peach colored silk blouse, covered with a black dress blazer. Considering it was three in the morning, she wasn't in the mood for business. After touching up her make-up and putting her boots on, she looked over and saw Jordan fast asleep in her bed. Leaning over and kissing the corner of her mouth, she then wrote a note and left it on the nightstand, along with a spare key tucked in the fold and raced out the door, on her way to the airstrip.
"Please tell me this was so urgent it couldn't wait until morning," Derek said as he walked down the aisle of the jet and slumped down into the chair next to Emily.
"Tell me about it," Emily replied as she sank into her chair, in desperate need for coffee. Like her prayers had been answered, a tray of coffees were suddenly put on the table in front of them, their names written in black permanent marker on each cup "Oh, Jayje, I knew there was a reason we kept you around," she said taking her cup.
JJ chuckled and reached for her own "Glad to know I'm of some use around here," she replied sarcastically before sitting down across from Emily, next to the window "I figured you all needed it,"
"That is correct," Alex came up from behind her and sat down next to her "I haven't slept in what feels like days," she said as she took her cup.
Derek smirked "Why is that, Alex? Something keeping you awake at night? Or should I say someone?"
"Yeah, yeah, because you've gotten a lot of sleep lately," Alex retorted "I still can't believe we haven't met her yet,"
Emily sat up a little straighter as she looked toward Derek "Yeah, what's the deal with that? When are we gonna meet her?"
Derek pretended to think or a moment "Well...it's Saturday so...never,"
"Never?" JJ raised an eyebrow at him "What? Are you scared we'll scare her off or something?"
"No, but do you remember the last time I introduced my girlfriend to you?"
"No," they all replied.
"Exactly,"
Before they could respond, the three other agents joined them on the jet "Alright," Hotch started before they all took a seat around them "Sorry to call you all in so late, or should I say early,"
"It's late if you haven't gone to sleep yet," Alex replied taking a sip from her coffee.
The other agents smirked, with the exception of Reid who frowned in confusion before Hotch cut in again "Four teenagers, Emily Fields, Aria Montgomery, Hanna Marin and Spencer Hastings, Rosewood P.D believe they're in danger,"
"What makes them think that?" Rossi asked.
"Almost three years ago Alison DiLaurentis went missing, a year later she was found buried in the DiLaurentis backyard. Two weeks ago, the four girls were reported missing. The GPS in Spencer Hastings' car and the girls' cell phones were traced near a warehouse in Philadelphia, when Philly P.D got there, the car was abandoned and so were their phones,"
"Couldn't it be that the girls just went up for a trip for a couple of weeks?" Rossi asked.
"Come on, have you ever heard of a teenage girl willingly leave her phone behind?" JJ asked him with a raised eyebrow.
"Fair point," Rossi replied.
"A few months ago, a Detective Darren Wilden was found dead with two gunshot wounds to the abdomen. Rosewood P.D then brought in two detectives from Pennsylvania State, Gabriel Holbrook and Linda Tanner, and whilst Tanner was primary it appears that Holbrook was the one doing all the footwork on the case." Hotch explained.
"What has this got to do with these four girls?" Alex asked.
"Ashley Marin, mother of Hanna Marin was lead suspect and even arrested for the murder of Detective Wilden, however an eyewitness stepped forward and saw this woman instead," he said as they all flicked to the next photograph of a blonde woman in her early twenties "CeCe Drake, she was the one that killed Wilden and ran. After months of searching, someone called in the tip-line and gave her up, and when Holbrook was questioning her...she produced this," he said and they all flicked over to another photograph.
"Holy crap," Emily sat up straighter and even leaned over her tablet and zoomed in "Is that...?"
"Alison DiLaurentis, the girl who went missing almost three years ago," Hotch said "CeCe then escaped and hasn't been found, the following night, the four girls returned with Alison DiLaurentis,"
"Did she say what happened?" Reid asked.
Hotch nodded slightly "She's claiming she was kidnapped and that she recently escaped her captor," he continued "When Holbrook asked her to explain the photograph, she said that she didn't feel safe out in the open and asked her friends to hide her. Apparently they hid her in a shed they used to go when they were kids,"
"So how'd she end up back in Philly?"
"Alison claimed that he found her again and that her friends came and saved her, bringing her back home," Hotch said.
Derek huffed "That's quite a story,"
"Holbrook believes that they're covering something up, and that they were in New York, not Philadelphia,"
"Why?" Rossi asked.
Hotch gestured for them to scroll to the next photo and replied "Ezra Fitz, a teacher at Rosewood High, was shot on a rooftop in New York and was rushed into surgery. Someone called Holbrook and told him that he might want to take a look at it," Hotch said "It turns out Ezra Fitz is a Fitzgerald of the Fitzgerald Art Foundation and the family owns a theater there, so when Holbrook called, a woman answered. He believed it to be Alison DiLaurentis and sent the NYPD in there to look for her, but when they got there, they found something else: a body."
"Shana Fring," Alex read "Says she's a student at Rosewood High,"
"Why would she be in New York?" JJ asked.
Derek frowned at the crime scene photos "Look at how she's dressed," he said "black clothing, her hood appears to be up and there was a gun nearby, what was she doing? Robbing the place?"
"Well, if the girls were in New York, my guess is she was looking for them," said Emily "If Alison wasn't kidnapped, but she was running, maybe Shana was who she was running from?" she asked, more rhetorical than anything.
"But why lie about it?" JJ asked "Obviously the girl had a gun, it was clearly self defense, but why lie and say you were kidnapped and that they guy's still out there?"
"That's the question Holbrook wants us to find out, he wants us to put the pieces together," said Hotch "From the airport, we go to our hotel, get some sleep, tomorrow we'll be assigned a girl each, whilst we're on this case we'll be their confidant, their friend and their bodyguard," he explained, looking around at their tired but concentrated faces "We need these girls to trust us, and we meet with Holbrook and his men at 8:30, we'll go from there," They all nodded before closing their tablets and getting 15-or-so minutes of sleep before they touch down in Pennsylvania.
"Ali?" Emily asked, half groggy from sleep as she rubs her eyes and sits up slightly. Alison sat on the floor, her back against the bed facing Emily's wall with her knees up to her chest.
She turned her head to look at the brunette in her sleepy state and smiled slightly "Hey, Em, go back to sleep,"
"What are you doing here? It's three in the morning," Emily asked, leaning further toward her so they could whisper and so she could see her face "Is everything okay?"
Alison nodded and brushed Emily's hair behind her ear and shoulder "Yeah, I'm fine, I just fee safer here with you, that's all,"
Emily gave a sad smile and grabbed her hand that was against her own cheek, moving back and lifting up the covers gesturing for her to climb in "C'mere," she whispered, and Alison slid down under the covers, facing her, as Emily wrapped an arm around so her hand was against her back, holding her in "Better?" Seeing Alison nod in return, she kissed her forehead and brushed the hair out of her face "Get some sleep, I'll be here,"
"Thank you," Alison whispered quietly and lent over, giving her a chaste kiss and giving her a small, yet genuine smile.
"Any time," Emily replied just as quiet as they both drifted off to sleep.
"Those girls must've gone through hell," Emily said as they got into the elevator of the hotel.
JJ scoffed and shook her head "If I thought my best friend was dead and then just returned...God, I wouldn't know what to do," There was an awkward silence that filled the elevator as JJ realized what she had just said and she turned to Emily "Em...God I-"
"Hey," Emily cut her off with a slight smile, not really reaching her eyes "It's okay, really,"
"No, that was really insensitive and thoughtless..."
Emily sighed "JJ?"
"Yeah?"
"Stop talking," Emily replied, receiving a smirk from the other agents as Emily gave JJ a pointed look.
"So are we bunking or do we have a room each?" Alex asked.
"Uh, we have a room each, so enjoy the peace while you can," Hotch said as the elevator doors opened with a bell ring.
"Thank God," said Morgan "Because I was not sleepin' with Reid,"
"Yeah, Morgan, if Reid had a choice of who to sleep with," Emily smirked "It wouldn't be you,"
"Excuse me Princess?" Morgan asked with raised eyebrows "What's wrong with me?" he stopped at his door as Emily stopped at the next one.
"Oh Derek, if I were to list them all I wouldn't get any sleep at all, would I?" she replied with a smirk and opened her door "Night guys," she said and with their replies they followed suit into their own rooms, getting the much needed rest.
Fluttering her eyes open, Emily turned her face towards her pillows, trying to block out the sun that was streaming in from her window. Looking over to the other side of her bed, she saw Alison gone and her window slightly ajar. Slight panic filled her body as she sat up slightly and looked around, but her tension quickly eased as she saw a note lying on the pillow that was previously occupied by the blonde.
Emily,
Thanks for letting me crash your sleep last night, it's the best one I've gotten in a while. Thanks to you I actually got some. Knowing you were there helped me feel safe. I snuck out early before my dad found me missing from my bed or your parents saw me in yours. I'll see you later.
Ali, xoxo.
She smiled at the note, but quickly folded it and hid it under the pillow when she heard a knock at her bedroom door "Yeah," she mumbled, still half asleep. Opening the door, Wayne Fields poked his head in the door.
"Morning Emmy," he smiled at her "How'd you sleep?" he asked.
"Yeah, pretty well," she smiled slightly "Probably the best sleep I've had in a while," she replied honestly.
Her father smiled at her and quickly looked down the hall to see if anyone was coming before stepping into her room and shutting the door. He walked over and sat at the end of her bed "Is there are reason you slept well last night?"
Emily blushed slightly and looked down "No," she replied.
Wayne chuckled and lifted her chin with his finger "Emmy, I heard you and Alison whispering last night," Emily's eyes widened and she was about to defend herself when he held his hands up in defense "I won't tell your mother, but I heard her say that she can't sleep on her own anymore, it's understandable,"
"We were just sleeping," Emily replied.
"I know that," he replied "Look, Alison doesn't have to hide in this house, and I know you wouldn't do anything under my roof; boy or girl, I know that,"
"...But?"
"But...be careful, I don't want you to get hurt," he said.
"We're just friends, Dad," said Emily.
"Mhm," he replied and narrowed his eyes skeptically "Whatever you say, just be careful, okay?" Emily nodded her head and smiled at her understanding father "And for the record-I am so proud of you, for being the amazing person that you are, you really helped that girl last night, I think,"
"Thanks Dad," she smiled slightly as Wayne pulled her into a hug.
As they pulled away from the hug, Wayne stood from her bed and turned back to her, you might want to get dressed and come downstairs, there's people here to see you,"
"Okay," she replied as he walked to the door "Hey Dad?" she called after him, making him turn "Thanks,"
So that was the first chapter, let me know what you think and I'll get started on the second one. Suggestions are very much welcome.
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