Disclaimer: I don't own CM and I'm not making any profit. I'm just getting the plot bunnies out of my head, so please don't sue me!
Better for Everyone
Chapter One
"I can't believe you guys are making me do this," Hotch near-whined as Rossi and Morgan practically dragged him from the car.
"You need to get out, have some fun! C'mon, man, lighten up," Morgan ordered lightly.
"But Jack-"
"Is in the capable hands of JJ and Garcia, having a sleepover with Henry," Rossi finished, cutting off the Unit Chief's protest.
"You might meet a nice girl or something, Hotch. Just give it a try," suggested Reid.
"Yeah, you're one to talk," Hotch muttered under his breath.
Once inside, the sometimes stuffy agent glanced around hesitantly. It wasn't the trashy type of bar or club that he expected to find. Everyone had on relatively nice clothes, people weren't yelling drunkenly, and the girls didn't look ready to "hook up" at a moment's notice.
"What are we doing here, again?" asked twenty-four year old Jayezma Willshire as she and her friends piled out of the cab.
"Getting you drunk and making you have a good time!" insisted Cassie Willshire.
"But this is so not my thing! And I refuse to drink. Absolutely refuse. And you know why, Cassandra Jade! If I am handed so much as ONE alcoholic beverage, I am OUT of there, got it?"
"Yes, ma'am!" Donna Mallory jokingly saluted.
"Aren't we a little overdressed for clubbing?" asked Stacy Lloyd, glancing down at the navy slacks and light purple sweater Cassie had insisted she wear, wishing instead to be in a pair of skin-tight jeans and a rocker tank-top.
"Not for here. I figured we'd never get Jaye in the door of one of our regular clubs, so I did some scouting and found one she might not run screaming from," Cassie stated, bumping Jayezma's shoulder to lighten her seemingly harsh remark.
"If you say so," acquiesced Stacy.
"The guys that frequent this place are businessmen, federal agents, doctors. There is bound to be an eligible bachelor among them," asserted Donna as she adjusted the skirt of Jayezma's calf-length dark reddish-pink dress.
"I feel like I'm dressed up more than y'all are," said Jayezma.
"Jaye, you are. This is intentional. You are supposed to catch a guy's eye, not us," assured Cassie.
"Cass, I'm a widow with two kids. Maybe I can catch somebody's eye, but I won't hold his interest."
"You're still young and stunning. Any man would be lucky to have you. And your kids are just too adorable. The only thing standing between you and a husband is YOU. I'll make you a deal. If you have absolutely no fun tonight, we'll never drag you out again. Promise. Right girls?"
Stacy and Donna nodded thier heads in affirmation.
"See. Now, we're going in, you're having fun, and dancing. No objections."
Author's Note: Sorry it's short, but next chapter will be longer. Promise :)
More to come!
~Dixie