"Damn." The SUV had unceremoniously gone dead, leaving Hotch and Emily stranded somewhere in the middle of nowhere. And the engine wouldn't start again. It wasn't the gas, they had refuelled before they had left the little village only about one hour ago. It wasn't the battery, either, because the lights in the car still worked.
Hotch looked at Emily apologetically. With a lopsided smile he said "I don't even have to go out and pretend to check the engine. I wouldn't have a clue what to look for or to do."
Emily snorted. "How'd you like it if I went out and fixed the broken engine in the blink of an eye?"
Hotch lifted an eyebrow. "I'd feel entirely bereft of my manhood." he stated coolly.
"I hate to break the news to you, but you're not behaving all manly right now anyway." Emily sighed. "But you may relax; I don't know a thing about engines, too."
They looked at each other for a split moment before breaking into a fit of giggles and laughter.
When they had calmed down a bit, Hotch sighed and picked up his Blackberry to call the towing service.
"Shit."
"What is it?" Emily wanted to know.
"No service." Now, Hotch was seriously annoyed.
"You're joking."
"Sorry."
Outside the evening was already dawning, the light quickly disappearing. The chance of anyone driving by tonight they could ask for help was minimal. "It looks like we'll have to spend the night if nobody happens to come along here."