I am aware that this is an odd fic. I still hope you enjoy it.

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TV Prompt Challenge

Gilmore Girls: Emily in Wonderland

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Reid was scared.

Very scared.

In all of his meetings with serial killers, child abductors, molesters, even Henkel; he had never been this scared before. He had never thought he would be terrified of one his own team. Especially this team member.

He tried not to think about it. He was pretty sure the other team members hadn't realized what this information meant. He hoped she didn't. That would be worse, because then, then there would be the anticipation as well. That would be horrific. He prayed. He prayed to whoever was in charge of the universe in this hour, that they listened to his plea. That the god/goddess/deity/deities/billowing cloud/ethereal force/etc acquiesced to his petition.

That for the love of all that is good, wholesome and well intentioned in the land, that she NEVER find out where they were going, and if at all possible, please, please make someone distract her and call her away from duty when they arrived.

Reid knew it wasn't ever going to happen. She was going to know as soon as they got there. It was almost an inherent thing in females. But she was so much worse than the others. It was like a debilitating disease or something. Or an addiction.

Yes, that's exactly what it was. She was addicted, and if someone was addicted you did everything in your power to help keep them away from their addiction. But this one was a socially acceptable addiction. No one else would acknowledge or even see the danger of what they were about to do.

He couldn't believe Hotch and Rossi were so blind to this development. They'd been married before. They should recognise the danger of what they were doing. Or perhaps they did know and this was way this particular trip had been given to him. Were they trying to make him a more forceful man? Or were they simply trying to get him killed?

He remembered back to the very first time the addiction had shown its head. It was innocuous enough. Nothing truly to be worried about, at the time, but time...that's what had changed his perception of everything. Every little comment, burned into this mental memory. Every sigh of contentment when she got a fix, every longing look when they passed by the object of her desire, they all added up. After two months, he knew she was at the very least, a worshipper of it. Six months, he began to think she had a problem. It had been over a year now, almost two, he was positive. She was addicted, and he didn't want to know what would happen when she realized how close they were to an entire factory dedicated to her addictive substance.

Reid sighed.

JJ glanced over at the worried genius. She hadn't seen him this agitated in a long time.

"Reid, what's wrong? You've been huffing like that for ages; ever since we boarded the jet. What's going on?"

"Promise you won't say anything. Or react in any way?" Reid said, staring intently at JJ. He couldn't afford for to make any quick movements, she would notice. He couldn't let that to happen. He was only hoping that maybe she would be unexpectedly blinded in the hours they had to spend in the next town. He knew that wasn't going to happen. But he could dream. He could wish, couldn't he?

"I promise Reid. What's going on?" JJ put her coffee cup down. This seemed serious, but knowing Reid, anything could be going on in his brain. He could deem any insignificant thing to be serious. Only last month, he had come to her spouting off some useless facts about Japanese Koi fish and how their scales weren't settled, that they could change colors, or something like that. She hadn't really been listening, because she had assumed that when he interrupted her phone call to the Governor of Texas that he would be passing on important information. Now she knew to find out what the 'important information' was, before hanging up on Governors.

"We're in Pennsylvania."

"I know that Reid." Her mouth tried to quirk into a smile, but she resisted it. Reid was trusting her not to laugh, not to react. She didn't know why, but he was adamant, and if she made fun of him, he would close down.

"We're in Harrisburg." He made the statement like that should mean something extra to her.

"What's so important about Harrisburg, Reid? Other than the fact that we're here on assignment, trying to find this UnSub." JJ was confused, what was Reid so worried about?

"Have you looked at a map recently?" He was fidgeting, she noticed. He did that a lot, but this seemed to a nervous fidget, not a keeping his brain active fidget.

"No. I'll go check." She made to stand up, but Reid's hand quickly grabbed her arm, pushing her back down.

"NO. If you look at a map, she'll be bound to notice." He threw a furtive glance around the diner. They were eating lunch. The rest of the team were sitting at another table. There hadn't been a table big enough to fit all of them. So Reid and JJ had taken a small booth at the back of the diner.

"Who?" JJ was getting frustrated. Just tell me already!

"Emily!" He hissed.

"What?"

"We're in Pennsylvania, Harrisburg. Do you know what we are near?" Reid's voice was rising in incredulousness.

"Um...no? Wait. Pennsylvania. Isn't there a factory around here? A big one?"

"YES. Hershey's chocolate factory."

"OH MY GOD!" JJ exclaimed. This was worse than she thought. Emily practically lived on chocolate. She always had some form of chocolate in her bag. She even outdid Garcia at Easter. An amazing feat, if she did say so herself.

"What do we do? She's bound to find out. We can't, I mean..."

"Oh no." JJ stated. What were they going to do? "We have to tell Hotch."

"He already knows!"

"What? And he hasn't taken precautionary measures?"

"He's making me and Emily go to Hershey after lunch. Apparently one of the victims worked at the factory there for six years. How can he do this to me, JJ? With EMILY? Anyone else would have been better than Emily!"

"Does she know where you two are going?" JJ asked.

"Look at her JJ. Does that look like a woman who knows she's about to go to the sweetest place on earth?"

JJ turned to watch Emily. She certainly wasn't behaving like she knew she was about to visit her favorite chocolates' factory. JJ shook her head. "She doesn't know."

"How can she not know?" Reid asked incredulously.

"She focused on the case. You know how she gets. She's not in personal mode."

"She will be. As soon as she finds out we're going to Hershey. I'm going to die."

"Reid, it's not that bad."

"Do you want to go instead?"

She was about to answer, when she realized how bad it was actually going to be. Emily was going to go insane in that factory. The smells, the sights, the chocolate. JJ grimaced. "I can't believe that Hotch, of all people, would be unaware of her reaction to this."

"Reaction to what?" Rossi asked he'd been passing by to pay their lunch bill.

"Hotch is sending Emily and Reid to Hershey." JJ explained.

"And?"

"Hershey's Chocolate Factory." JJ said. She didn't need to explain anymore.

"Oh no."

"How could Hotch do this to me?" Reid wailed.

"I'll talk to him Reid. Don't worry." Rossi bustled over to the counter and paid the bill. He waited until Hotch was alone at the table before returning to speak with him. They needed to resolve this quickly. Reid only had a few minutes before they were supposed to leave. He only had a few minutes before Reid had a coronary and died from anxiety.

Dave's second wife had had an affinity for chocolate, not as bad as Emily. But still, Reid wasn't built to survive that kind of ordeal.

"Hotch we need to talk."

"Yes Dave?"

"It's about Emily..."

It's a two parter. Don't fret.

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