Prentiss just stared at Morgan for a minute before she responded. "You're kidding, right?"
"Why? It's a good idea! We're stuck here for the night, might as well have a bit of fun…"
"Yes, exactly, we are stuck in an elevator FOR THE NIGHT!" stressed Reid annoyed. "And what's your master plan? To play truth or dare? This really shouldn't surprise me…"
"Oh, come on Pretty Boy, stop being a drag. This'll be fun. But of course, there are rules."
"Oh goody!" said an excited Garcia, sitting up straight and crossing her legs.
"Number one: dares must be kept moderately decent, nothing raunchy, as we do still work together—"
"Aww," said Garcia, shrinking slightly.
"Number two: You cannot refuse to answer a truth, but you can replace a dare for a truth. All good on that one?" asked Morgan looking at Garcia, who nodded. Hotch rolled his eyes. "Okay then, last rule. You must speak the truth. We are profilers, we know when you are lying."
"What about that pact we made about not profiling each other?" said Gideon, the voice of reason.
"Momentarily broken for the night. Any objections?" Silence. "Perfect! Now Prentiss, truth or dare?"
Prentiss just sighed in exasperation before answering, "Truth. And be nice!"
Morgan chuckled devilishly and thought for a minute. "Okay, starting out easy. First crush, give details."
Prentiss threw her head back and laughed, brushing back her dark hair with her hand. "Um, okay. Reeeally first crush was probably fourth grade, so I was what, 10?"
Morgan laughed. "Name?"
"Okay, now don't laugh. I was living in Italy at the time. His name was Fabio Bertelli."
"No way! Fabio, as in the Fabio, from those sexy commercials?" asked Garcia, growing interested.
"Not the Fabio. Seriously, if you've ever been to Italy, you will meet like four Fabios in one day. No, but he was super cute. Imagine a fourth grade jock, a real soccer star on our pee-wee team. He grew up to be a Gucci model."
Even Hotch laughed at that one. "Seriously?"
"Yup, and he now makes 2 mill a year for staring at a camera and walking down a long hallway. He doesn't even have to wear heals! It's infuriating."
"So did you ever talk to him or ask him out or anything?" asked JJ, tears streaming down her face.
"Absolutely not! I was ten and the ambassador's daughter, which labeled me an American freak, by the way, so I didn't really go after the sexy type."
Morgan clapped his hands. "Very good! Nice way to start. Okay, Prentiss, your turn, pick a victim."
Prentiss eyed the room evilly before eyes setting on Hotch. "Okay Hotch, truth or dare."
Hotch raised an eyebrow before answering, "Dare."
"Yes! I was hoping you would say that. Okay I dare you to…take your tie off!"
The rest of the room, or elevator, stared at her oddly. "What?" she defended. "When have you ever seen Aaron Hotchner without a tie, hm?"
Reid coughed to muffle his laugh as Hotch eyed him. He blushed, looking up, "Never actually. It's true."
Hotch just sighed, rolled his eyes, and removed his tie. The occupants of the elevator cheered wildly and Morgan did a sexy strip whistle that made Hotch throw him an 'if looks could kill' stare.
"Bravo!" cried Gideon, eyes shining.
"Okay, next!" said Prentiss, clapping her hands.
Hotch turned his attention to JJ. "JJ, you've been hiding over there silently, so truth or dare?"
"Truth," she answered swiftly.
"Okay, most embarrassing experience with someone you worked with."
JJ flushed a brilliant pink and out of the corner of his eye, Morgan saw Reid shift uncomfortably.
JJ cleared her throat before answering. "Okay, it's actually more funny than embarrassing, to be truthful, but…Spence will help me out, right?" she pleaded silently. Spencer just nodded before starting.
"You remember that, um football game JJ and I went to a long long long time ago," stuttered Reid, not making eye contact.
"Ha, kid, yea. First date right?" chuckled Morgan at Reid's awkwardness.
"Shut up Morgan. Well yeah that one. I sort of maybe spilled a very large jumbo drink on poor JJ here," said Reid very fast. The elevator roared.
"Seriously, kid? You are probably the most awkward person I have ever met. And on a first date!" laughed Morgan as Reid shot daggers and mumbled something like 'not a date'.
"Where? I mean, where on JJ?" asked Prentiss, wiping away tears.
Spencer just groaned and threw his head back. JJ answered, smiling, "Um, my lap, but it was funny!" she defended as the roars went out again. Spencer wanted to die. "Happy now!" he cried.
"Very much so!" laughed Morgan. "Come on, kid, we're just teasing, and JJ here thinks it's cute, so no hard feelings." Spencer looked at JJ as if he didn't believe she thought it was cute at all. JJ just laughed and hugged Reid.
"It was adorable," she smiled. "Okay, Mr. Tough Guy, truth or dare?" she asked Morgan.
"I'll start with truth," said Morgan, rubbing his hands together.
"Okay, worst date."
Morgan smiled an all-knowing smile. "So my little sister, Sammy, is only two years younger than me, right? So she asked me to do her a favor and take her BFF out on a date a couple years ago, saying that her friend has had some boy problems in the past and needs to have a guy treat her nice for once." Reid, smiled, proud he knew what that meant. "So I agreed and we went out that weekend. Let's just say I realize why no one liked her."
"What, she wasn't up to your usual attractiveness standards?" asked a smirking Garcia.
"No, she was gorgeous! Long dark hair, big eyes, good smile, but she was such a bitch! I mean, the rudest person you would ever meet. Nothing was okay; the food, the movie, the car"
"No way, she dissed your car?" giggled Prentiss.
"I KNOW! It's a nice car, yeah? Well, let's just say, I wasn't expecting to have her ask me out again at the end of the night, but she did. I was just so eager to get rid of her, I completely turned her down, and you know what she did? SHE SLAPPED ME! Me! As if I was the one being the moron all night. I didn't know how Sammy put up with her, but God, no wonder no one wants to date her!"
"She slapped you? The undefeatable Derek Morgan?" laughed Reid, finally glad that someone was immune to Derek Morgan's charms.
"Okay, Pretty Boy, you so eager? Truth or dare, kid?"
"No, no, no I assisted JJ, that counts for something, right?" pleaded Reid.
"Absolutely not, Spencer," joked Gideon.
"What? No, Gideon you need to by on my side!" Gideon just laughed, and Reid pouted before answering, "Truth, ug."
Derek's eyes gleamed. "First kiss. Spill. Everything, that is, if you've had one."
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Author's Note:
That was surprisingly enjoyable to write! Please, if you have any ideas TELL ME! Writer's block sucks, so if you want another chapter, I would suggest ideas. The deepness of the questions will go along with the story, so at the end, the team will find out more revealing things about others; I TAKE ALL QUESTIONS, DEEP OR NOT!
If you want another chapter, I need ideas!
With love, MissdaVinci77
