Summary: New FBI Agent, Aaron Hotchner, runs security for Ambassador Prentiss. When a fellow agent acts inappropriately toward her teenage daughter, Hotch steps in. A story of self defense and friendship.
Tags: Self Defence, Self Defense, Teenage Emily, New FBI Agent Aaron Hotchner, Creepy Old Dude, Agent Asshole, Inappropriate Behavior, Attempted Assault, Learning to Fight, Standing Up for Yourself.
Hello Readers: Despite my deep love for Hotchniss, this is a story of friendship. Hotch is happily married to his new bride, Haley.
This is a short story (under 10 chapters).
Rated T for Cursing
Enjoy,
GGH
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Quietly, Emily padded into the kitchen to steal a cup of coffee. Despite being 18 and a high school graduate, she had to sneak as her mother, the esteemed Ambassador Elizabeth Prentiss, felt that coffee would stunt her growth. She was already 5'7", how much taller did her mother expect her to grow?
The house was quiet at 10:30 in the morning. The housekeeper, Marta, was out at the market. Their house manager, Edward, was in his office on the other side of the house. Her mother and her personal assistant, Josefina, were sequestered in the ambassador's office on a conference call with Yugoslavia. The FBI agents were walking the perimeter as Agent Asshole showed the newbie the ropes.
This gave Emily at least ten minutes of uninterrupted time in the kitchen. She poured a half inch of French Vanilla liquid creamer, (powdered creamer was just plain gross), into the bottom of her Garbage Pail Kids mug. Slowly pouring the coffee in, she watched at the colors swirl, white and black, into a beautiful light brown, almost beige. The first sip was sublime, hot, smooth, sweet, with a hint of the bitter coffee flavor.
Emily raised her mug to her mouth, ready for another sip when the hairs on the back of her neck stood. There was another person in the kitchen. She closed her eyes and made a silent wish, 'Please, please, please, don't let it be him.'
A moment later, Emily felt his presence behind her, standing much too close. He pressed up against her, trapping her between his body and the kitchen counter.
"Little Emily growing up so nicely." He whispered as he rubbed his stubbly chin against the back of her neck.
Her hands clutched the mug tightly, wanting nothing more than to throw the hot liquid over her shoulder, into his ugly face.
Leonard Williams, also known as Agent Asshole, gave her the creeps. He had been assigned to her mother for the last two years and he was constantly touching her, saying questionable things that seemed innocent. Just the way he looked at her made Emily want to shower.
She always dreaded coming home on school breaks, often opting to visit her friends or Grandfather, but this was her last summer before college. Her mother wanted her home. Home meant dealing with Agent Asshole.
"Hello Agent Williams, um, can you back up? It's a little too close for comfort," she stammered.
The rat bastard rubbed himself on her backside before stepping away. Shuddering, Emily turned around, keeping the mug in her hand, like a talisman, as if the New Wave Dave could protect her.
He leered at her; his gaze starting at her bare feet and slowly moving up her legs, his eyes finally settling on her red tank top, "You've filled out."
The fucker stepped forward and she couldn't keep herself still, her hands shook, sloshing the coffee over the brim. One of his hands gripped her upper arm, as he traced her cleavage with his fat finger.
"Stop, please," Emily begged, closing her eyes tight.
The sound of a sharp inhale followed by a whooshing sound broke her from her frozen terror. Her eyes flew open to see the newbie punching Agent Asshole in the face. The new agent reached into his suit and pulled out handcuffs.
He released Leonard for a moment, then slammed him face first into the wall, pulling his arms backward before slapping the handcuffs on him. Wide-eyed and shaking, Emily took a breath when she heard the snap of the cuffs locking.
The man grabbed Leonard and dragged him across the room, pushing him into a chair, "Don't fucking move, asshole."
That rat bastard didn't listen to the man, any more than he listened to Emily's pleas, and struggled to stand. The other man pulled his gun from his waist, pointing it at Agent Asshole's chest, "I mean it, Williams. Don't move."
"She was asking for it." He yelled, "I'll have your badge for this, Hotchner!"
The man crossed the room to Emily, tucking his handgun into his holster. His stride was long, almost reaching her in two steps. He stopped a few inches away, his dark eyes searching hers, "Miss Prentiss, are you okay?"
His fierce eyes had a surprisingly calming effect on her. He was a protector, not an attacker
She nodded but her hands were still shaking and there was hot coffee splashing her and her bare feet.
"Let me take that," He spoke softly as he gently pried her hands off the mug. He handed her a kitchen towel before stepping back out of her personal space.
"Fucking bitch," Leonard muttered from across the room.
The man turned and stalked back to Agent Asshole, "I strongly suggest you shut your mouth."
He snatched the phone off the wall and punched each number forcefully. After a moment, he barked, "SSA Grant, please."
Emily wiped her hands on the towel, then her feet and floor, keeping an eye on the red-faced asshole.
"Hotchner, sir. We have a problem. I am about to arrest Williams for assaulting Miss Prentiss." The man locked eyes with Leonard as he listened to the voice on the other end of the line, "No sir, I haven't informed the Ambassador yet. Yes, sir. Thank you."
"What is going on here?" A sharp voice called out from the kitchen entryway.
The Ambassador had arrived on the scene.
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A/N: This is set back in late 80s so Yugoslavia was still a country. And people had landlines…. Hehehehe!
Paget Brewster is 5'8" so Emily is going to grow one more inch in college…
Thank you to yetanothercriminalmindsfanatic on Tumblr for their suggestion of Garbage Pail Kids. If you ask me, it's totally something Emily would get because it's cool and would annoy her mother. I will post a pic of this on my Tumblr which is GoodGodHenry.