Agents in Training
By Leila Grant
(A/N~ I do not own Criminal Minds or any of its characters. The idea for the story is original.)
Chapter 1- Stolen
"Jack! JACK! Wake up," Henry shook his best friend and older brother hard, trying to rouse him from sleep.
"Whaaa?" Jack sat up, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "Why are you awake so early, Henry? What's wrong?" He asked the younger boy, yawning.
"Someone stole my Barty!"
"Some stole your stuffed dog?" Jack was highly confused. He was certain no one had snuck into the bedroom while they slept and stolen Henry's stuffed beagle.
"When I woke up, he was gone! He's gone! I'll never see him again!" Henry sat down on the floor in his big brother's bedroom and started crying like only a four year old could. Jack crawled out of bed to comfort his brother.
"I'm sure he's just lost in your room. Let's go look," Jack said, pulling on his Captain America slippers. He took his younger brother's tiny hand and led him across the hall to his bedroom.
The duo walked into Henry's room, where Jack immediately headed for the small bed. He fluffed the blankets, looked under the bed, the pillows, anywhere the small tan and cream colored stuffed dog could be. Their daddy, Aaron Hotchner, had given it to Henry when he married his mother. Henry had been extremely attached to it ever since. He drug it everywhere, slept with it—he even bathed with it.
"See Jack, I told you! Someone stole Barty!"
Jack continued looking around the room. He searched under other toys, in the toy box, under clothes. He even looked in the cabinets of the bathroom the boys shared. There was no sign of Barty anywhere. It was almost as if the little stuffed dog had come to life and walked away on its own. Shaking his head, Jack looked at his crying little brother.
"C'mon, Henry. We've got an investigation to get underway."