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HEY! This, as you may have read, is an interactive story :D SO it's going to be a little confusing, but promise to make it as easy as I possibly can! This is the very begining, and at the end of this chapter there will be a choice... DUN DUN DUUNNNNN! So when you finish this and the next chapter is up, you MUST make sure you click on the right one or NONE of it will make any sense... And that would be sad... If you want BOTH sides of the stories then I recomend choosing one, and reading it to the end, and when you've finished then you can go back to the begining and continue with the other choice. But it's completely up to you!
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this and I hope you enjoy it enough to review! Telling me what you think and how you beleive it should end! I'll be commenting on the best ideas at the begining of one of the later chapters!
Helaina OUT!
Do you know how hard it is to find a decent guy in D.C these days? No, scrap that; in AMERICA! Emily Prentiss did... And her being an FBI agent didn't help in that matter in the slightest. Sure, she went on the occasional date, but none of them ever amounted to anything. She went home at the end of every night, if she wasn't staying in another city, cooked her food from scratched and curled up on the sofa; occasionaly reading through past case files or flipping through a crime novel.
She prefered it when she was working, her personal life did NOT come into the equation; and this case had brought them to the city of Lost Angels. Where, in fact, the city had lost some angels.
"There have been a total of five women, all between the age of twenty-five and thirty-five, and all of them are prostitutes." Hotch had briefed them on the plane, but not in detail. He had only told them enough so they would be prepared.
"So how do we know these women are conected?" A younger officer questioned. "Prostitues are murdered all the time in this city."
Reid was quick to pick him up on that. "That's true actually, prostitutes are sixty percent more likely to be murdered than any other woman; and most of the victims are either stabbed with a sharp object or strangled. This is usualy because-."
"Reid." Hotch interupted. Reid looked at the ground meekly; Morgan chuckled. Reid gave him the best death glare he could muster. "As I was saying, all of these women were stabbed repeatedly with signs of torture and rape pre-mortem. When we talked to their families there wasn't much to be learnt; but talking to their friends was very different. They were all working at a private club called Pandora's Box. It's pretty elusive, and you have to be refered by either a member or staff member; and when you are hired, you're thrown right in."
Rossi took a step forwards. "On the first day of the job they must... preform sexual acts on several patrons. Those patrons then initiate a bidding war for this woman, and the winner gets to do whatever they want to her for the night."
"You're talking about them as if they were a prize, an object." Somebody called out.
Rossi shifted his weight onto his right foot. "Well that is how our Unsub see's these women, and our job is to know how they think. We don't mean any disrespect." When there was nothing but silence he continued. "Each of the victims were taken home by a patron... and were found dead three day's later."
"It's going to be impossible to enter the club without our Unsub realising; and until we can do that, the investigation is on a standstill." Hotch looked around the room, notcing the several looks of anger and the rest of disapointment. "So we propose sending in someone undercover."
Woah! Where had that come from? Prentiss looked at JJ, who just shrugged at her, looking equaly suprised.
"How can you ask somebody to do that?" An officer snapped. "We can't expect that of any of them!"
"Alright!" Morgan said loudly, standing from his seat. "We're not expecting anything of anyone! If they don't want to, then fine, they don't have to; but the investigation will not go any further." He adressed the women this time. "If you do not want any part of this, then leave now; no shame whatsoever. It's your body, and we can't make this decision for you. So choose."
It didn''t take long... All of the female officers had left the room within thirty seconds, leaving Emily, JJ and the men. Emily looked around, and then stood up. "I'll do it."
JJ grabbed her arm. "No, Ems, you can't!"
"JJ!" Emily hushed. "It's fine! You're pregnant, and I don't see any other volenteers!" She looked round at her other collegues, who's jaw tightened before they nodded in turn.
Reid pursed his lips together and looked away, running his hand through his brown hair. He didn't like this one bit... Emily shouldn't feel obliged to give her body away like this. It was just wrong!
Hotch nodded stiffly. As much as he wanted to protect his agent, they needed to catch this guy. Prentiss knew this, and he respected her decision.
"Ok then." Emily said, nodding at no one in particular. "I guess that's decided; I'll infiltrate the club when we get one of the women to recomend me."
Emily watched the team and their various reactions. JJ was horrified, Morgan was outraged, Rossi was concerned, while Reid and Hotch was a mixture of all three; including fear... But she couldn't exactly figure out why. When the meeting was over Emily rushed into the small kitchen area of the police department and poured herself a mug of coffee, scouring the cupboards for any kind of chocolate with no avail. "Great..." She huffed, leaining against the counter-top and taking deep sips from her mug.
"Ems, what's wrong?" JJ asked, walking to stand beside her and wrapping a tenative arm around her shoulder. "You know, if you don't want want to do this you don't have to. You can pull out anytime you want."
Prentiss smiled warmly and licked her lips. "I know, JJ, it's just... Well I'm not... Jesus, how do I say this?"
JJ let her go and crossed her arms, moving across the room and opposite to Prentiss. "Ems, tell me what you're thinking."
Emily lookend intently at her friend for a few moments before setting her coffee on the side and facing JJ once again. She was about to explain before she stopped herself and tugged at the bottom of her shirt. "This is... bad." She said solomly.
JJ frowned. "How bad..?" Emily said nothing and looked away. "That bad huh?"
Emily nodded. She needed to get it off of her chest; she needed to tell JJ ASAP... The team needed to know before she jepordized the entire operation. Preniss lowered her head and let out a long breath. "I'm... Sorta... Kinda... A virgin..."
JJ's eyes POPPED from their sockets. "You're a WHAT?"
"I know, I know!" Emily blurted, pacing the room. "I mean when I never lost my virginity when I was younger because I really wasn't interested in guys, and when I grew up they were all afraid of my mom... So, when I was twenty-three, I decided not to give it away on a one night stand. I've never really been in a proper relationship before..." She looked at JJ for some kind of reaction, and got a slack jaw in return. "Oh God, this is realy bad, isn't it? Uhg, I am SUCH an idiot!"
JJ blinked a few more times before shaking her head and rushing to Emily's side. "No no no! It's ok, seriously. I'm actually quite impressed!"
Emily smiled weakly. "You think?"
"Yeah, it's really..." JJ paused. "Oh no..."
"What? What is it?"
JJ looked at her friend awkwardly. "You know you won't be able to go undercover, right?"
"No!" Emily gasped. "God, I have to do this; the whole case relies on me getting into that club and finding our Unsub! I can't just back out like this."
"Ems, they'll understand! This is a pretty big thing; and besides, the club won't accept you if you're a virgin, and you wouldn't want to give it away to one of those old perverts! God I can't imagine anything worse than that!"
Emily nodded, tucking some hair behind her hair. "I know; and I deffinitely don't want to loose it like that... But I need to loose it before I go to the club."
"Oh no, Emliy tell me what you're thinking right now! I really don't like that look in you're eyes..."
Prentiss blushed. "Well, I-. Umm... I kinda, sorta, need to loose it before I go into the club; and I need someone to loose it with."
"From the team?" JJ gasped. Em nodded. "Wow, are you sure about that? It's a pretty big thing to just give away!"
"I'm sure JJ, I don't want to give it to a complete stranger; I want it to be somebody I trust. And I trust our team."
JJ nodded, understanding completely. "I get it. So, who were you thinking? Morgan?"
"Oh God no!" Emily gasped, laughing slightly. "I do NOT want to be one of the many women who sleeps with Derek Morgan!"
"What's this about Morgan?" Rossi walked between them and poured himself a good ol' cup of joe, frowning at the two women when the looked at him and then back at each other. "Uh oh, what's wrong?" Rossi was even more concerned when JJ looked flustered and tugged at her hair; a little something she always did when she was nervous or uneasy about something. Emily coughed, tossed a knowing look at JJ, and turned to Dave. "I have a little problem, that's affectinig this case, and JJ was just trying to help me resolve it."
Dave nodded. "And what would this little problem be?"
Both of the girls shifted again, avoiding direct eye. "I'm a virgin..."
"WHAT?" Rossi splutered, spilling some of his boiling drink down his brand new shirt. He grumbled and reached for a towel. "Jesus, Em; you volenteered to do this! Why would you do that?"
"The case wouldn't move forwards if I didn't do it. It's a small price to pay to save more lives."
Rossi raked a shaking hand through his hair. "I've heard of dedication, but you bring it to a whole new level... So what are you going to do? It's not like they'll accept a virgin."
"Well that's what Emily and I were talking about; she needs to loose it, and we were just talking about who with." Emily choked on her own coffee, giving JJ a murderous look. "Sorry Em, but we need to be upfront about this; it's not going to sort itself out, you know..."
"Ah!" Rossi said in realisation, smirking mischeviously. "Not Morgan, eh?"
"What about Hotch?"
"He's my boss!" Emily said loudly.
"Ladies, ladies; if this is you're way of trying to get me to sleep with you, Emily, then I must say I'm flattered-."
"Shove it, Dave!" Emily snapped. Rossi chuckled.
"I really think we should talk to the others about this,get their opinion." JJ said. "They need to know what's going on."
Emily sighed. "You're right." She moved from the kitchen and raised her arms, flagging down her team. When Reid, Morgan and Hotch were in front of her she smiled. "Guys... there's something you should know."
"Woah..." Morgan said for the seventh time. "I still can't get my head around this... Have, uh, you thought about-."
"Not you, Morgan." Emily said quickly.
Morgan looked offended, then he thought about it for a moment, before nodding his head that he understood why; a thin smirk working its way along his mouth. The others ignored Morgan and continued the conversation like real adults. "So that leaves Hotch and Reid."
Rossi frowned. "What about me?"
Hotch smiled. "Sorry Dave, but you're old enough to be her father." His smile widened when Rossi crossed his arms like a hormonal teenager. "So, Reid, you up for it?"
Reid's eyes widened as everybody looked at him expectantly. "I really don't think... Well, umm..."
Morgan gasped. "Aw, Reid man, don't tell me... you're a virgin too?"
"Well I never had many friends when I was youger! so, honestly, what's the chance I even had a girlfriend?" He looked awkwardly at the floor, letting out a deep sigh. "... Yes, alright! I'm a virgin too..."
"Perfect!" Morgan hollered, clapping his hands. "You two can have a perfect night together loosing the big ol' V!"
JJ moved forwards, looking worried at the idea. "No, I'm not really sure about that. It should be somebody more experienced, so Emily doesn't get hurt." Morgan was about to interject, but JJ silenced him with a simple hand movement. "And trust me, it's going to hurt."
Everyone looked at Hotchner.
"Emily, I'm here for you if you need me." He said warmly. "I don't have any problem helping you with... well helping you with your problem. Whoever you choose will be ok with me."
Reid nodded. "Yeah, Ems. I don't mind either. I mean if you wanna... loose it with me or, uh, with Hotch..." He gulped, and forced on a smile. "Whoever you choose, I don't mind."
JJ took her friend's arm. "It's completely up to you, Ems; Reid or Hotch. Both of them volenteered."
"It's up to you to choose..."
That's right people! It's up to YOU to choose who Prentiss gets down and dirty with!
But choose wisely! The story could go four different ways depending on the decisions you make! Their fate is in YOUR hands! god help them...
R&R people!