AN: Alright so sorry for the delay! It's been a tough couple of days lately, but we are back with the sequel to Group Therapy. If you're new, you might be slightly confused if you haven't read that one, but have no fear, next chapter you won't be! And like the title says it's during Sexual Harassment Training! Let the fun times begin. So sit back, relax, and enjoy!

Disclaimer: I only own the instructor who I have yet to name!

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"Ok my little Gumdrop! Is Cupcake in position?" Garcia chirped from the microphone in Emily's ear.

"Roger, PG. I have visual on the Head Honcho. He's getting coffee with Wild Stallion and Dark Chocolate."

"And where's Genius?"

"At his desk, watching me cautiously."

"Good. Just a few clicks and..."

"Ms. Garcia?"

"Kevin?" Emily, JJ, and Garcia asked at once. Reid looked pointedly at Emily as he rolled his chair over to her desk, effectively blocking Hotch from her view. On accident, of course.

"What are you three up to? I know that look."

"You can't tell anyone, Reid. Garcia's hacking into the good therapist's computer and making it look like she was sharing patient information."

"She'll lose her job! Her license!" Reid screeched. The three men turned from where they were talking in the small kitchen to look at Reid. Emily pinched his arm as she waved at the others, rolling her eyes with a small jerk of her head in Reid's direction. They shook their heads and turned back to each other.

"Quiet or they'll hear you and Hotch will feel the deep urge to play Unit Chief and stop Garcia!"

"Sorry." He paused. "But that's illegal and they'll be able to figure it out!"

"Tell Dr. Reid if he questions my computer abilities once more I will destroy his computer life." Emily looked at Reid, who had taken on a good impression of a ghost.

"Oh I think he heard you, PG. Just hurry and finish it. Head Honcho just stood up. He's moving to his office."

"And giving you weird looks as you stare at him like a hawk" Reid mumbled. Emily ignored him as Hotch shut his office door.

"The Head Honcho is in the nest. I repeat the Head Honcho is in the nest."

"You know..." Emily jumped at the voice in her ear, "it's easier to hide when you don't have such corny lines. I'm betting my little mama came up with them. While Dark Chocolate god is flattering, it's a bit, unorthodox." Morgan straightened up.

"Isn't that right, Pretty boy?"

"Uh, sure?" Dave set his hand on Reid's head, messing up the younger man's hair.

"Cupcake! Stay with me!"

"I'm here, Garcia, but we've been busted by Chocolate God and Wild Stallion."

"But Head Honcho's still in the dark?"

"That's a pos..." Emily trailed off as Strauss entered the bullpen, making a B-line straight for Hotch's office.

"Cupcake? You there?" Morgan pulled the ear piece from Emily's ear.

"Mama, the Monster just entered the scene." It was silent for a moment except for some tapping on the other end of the line.

"Strauss? What is she doing here? She was supposed to be in a meeting! Damn, I need to work a bit faster."

"I don't know mama, but she's in with Head Honcho now."

"Anyone think this doesn't bode well for us? Again?" Dave asked. The other three raised their hands as they stared at the door. They could see Hotch and Strauss talking. She wasn't up there for more than maybe a minute or two before she was leaving once again.

"Mama, Monster has left the building. I repeat, Monster has left the building."

"I've got eyes on her. Just a few more minutes. Come on babies, don't fail me now." Emily looked up as Hotch's office door flew open.

"My team. Conference room, NOW! Get JJ and Garcia to pause their revenge. We need to talk" Hotch barked as he stormed into the room. The four shared a look. "LET'S GO!" They jumped and headed for the conference room, listening to Garcia and JJ running to catch up with the others.

When they were all situated around the round table, Hotch at the front, he slammed his hands down and stared at them.

"We have now been sent to mandatory sexual harassment training thanks to a few of you in this room. It will go faster and better than that therapy session or so help me we will be doing paperwork for the rest of our careers. Am I understood?" The team nodded mutely. "Good." Garcia raised her hand slightly. "Yes, Garcia?"

"May I ask what happened to warrant the training, sir?" Hotch grabbed the file sitting in front of him and flipped it open. Emily looked at the pictures as he tossed them on the table. There were pictures of JJ and Dave holding hands, Dave mussing up Reid's hair, Garcia hugging Morgan and Reid, Morgan talking in Emily's ear, etc. "Oh dear."

"Those are pretty damning" Dave muttered.

"They are damning, Dave. We are going to sexual harassment training and I don't want to hear a word out of any of you about the relationships we have going on within our unit. Am I understood?" The team nodded. "Good. Training is at eight am tomorrow morning. Don't be late." Aaron stalked towards the door.

"Crap. I was cut off by…."

"Oh and Garcia?" Garcia winced and looked at the door where Hotch was standing.

"Yes, sir?"

"Stop the plotting to ruin Doctor Harris. She's suffered enough. And I don't want any of you to put this instructor in the same position." With that Hotch was gone again.

"Drats. I'm going to have to do this more secretly" Garcia grumbled.

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AN: And there we have it. Garcia trying to ruin Dr. Harris' life for that lengthy session! Don't worry, we'll get to the good stuff next chapter! I hope you guys liked it! Thanks for reading!