Faster Than a Hotch Rocket
"Garcia, start compling a list of missing persons in the area," Hotch commanded.
"Faster than a Hotch rocket," Garcia answered seductively. Hotch just glared at her. The look on her face said it all. She was embarassed. She had to come up with a nickname for me too Hotch thought. He leaned back and smirked. When they finished the case, he would ask her about a "Hotch rocket."
The unsub was drowning his vicims and then reviving them to see if they had an afterlife expereince. After some struggling, they eventaully arrested him.
"It's not your time," Prentiss said as she put the handcuffs on the man. They put him in the police cruiser. This was a weird case they thought. When they got back to Quantico, Hotch immediatley headed for the tech analyst's office.
"Garcia," he said in a stern voice, "I need to see you in my office. Now."
"Yes sir," Garcia obeyed. She figured it was about the "Hotch rocket" comment.
"Sir," she said sitting down, "I was just joking. I didn't mean..."
"Calm down, Garcia, you're not in any trouble," Hotch consoled, "I just wanna know what exactly is a "Hotch rocket."
Garcia blushed.
"Well sir," she stammered, "you're a sharpshooter and you always catch the unsub quickly."
"Garcia, is it what I think it is?" Hotch smirked.
"I don't know-"
"Garcia!" Hotch exclaimed. The analyst jumped.
"How long have you had feelings for me?" the Unit Chief asked.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Garcia protested.
The stoic agent put his hand on Garica's face.
"Garcia, I'm a profiler," he said softly, "there's not much you can hide from me. You can tell me."
"Yes. I have feelings for you."
"How long?"
Tears rolled down Garcia's cheek. Hotch wiped them away.
"Since..since you divorced Haley."
"That long?"
Garcia nodded.
"You were going through that and Foyet and all I didn't want to..." she trailed off.
"But what about Kevin and Morgan?"
"Kevin cheated on me with some skank CSI girl."
Hotch clenched his teeth and his hands curled up in a fist.
"Morgan, well he's best friend material, but not romantic material. You on the other hand, you're the strong, silent treat women very well I like those," she gushed.
Hotch smiled, forgetting about his anger at Kevin.
"But it's clear you don't feel the same way so I'm just gonna-" she started to bolt for the door. Hotch made his move.
"Penelope Garcia," he said. He ran over to her and kissed her with all the force he could muster.
"You're dead wrong," he growled. They kissed again, this time Garcia controled the kiss.
"How long?" Garcia asked.
"Since the ordeal with Emily."
"Oh, sir, I"ve been waiting for that," she breathed
"Aaron," Hotch corrected.
"Aaron, that just sounds so beautiful," Garcia all but whispered.
"Now how about we go back to my place and I can show you what a Hotch rocket really is," he smirked. He was teasing her.
"I would love that," Garcia agreed, "make sure to go extra fast."
"Oh, there's fast and there's a Hotch rocket, Penelope," Hotch laughed and kissed her on the cheek. In that moment, they knew they would have something special. The pair walked arm in arm out of Hotch's office, not caring if anyone else saw.