Wow! Thank you for all the great reviews! Gotta keep it going with Chapter Two. So, here we go!
Chapter Two:
The White Witch
Emily walked into the Behavior Analysis Unit bullpen about ten minutes after Aaron would have arrived. They had this routine down solid for two months since Emily had moved in with Aaron. Not one of her teammates suspected anything was going on between the two of them. Emily preferred it that way for now. As did Aaron.
She reflected back on the last thirty minutes. Jack had chattered to her all the way to school, talking about anything he could think of in his five year old world. That little boy would always leave her in a great mood no matter what happened before. She looked up at her love's office. She could almost see the creases in his forehead as he mulled over a case file, although she could see that his mind was elsewhere. He could fool anyone in the bullpen with his concentration. Emily was another matter entirely. She knew him too well.
"Whoa there, Princess," Derek Morgan stopped her in her tracks as he moved to face her. "You're in a good mood this morning. What's his name?"
Jack Hotchner, she thought silently. "None of your business, Morgan" she informed Derek as she moved to her desk and sat down her bag. His father too, she added.
"There's that grin again. I'll get some answers out of you yet, Princess." Derek grinned and turned back to the lanky and young Dr. Spencer Reid. He rolled up a paper ball and threw it at the boy genius.
"Grow up you two," she chided them as she took a seat.
Spencer jokingly stuck out his tongue at Emily as he chucked the ball back at Derek. It missed him by a foot.
And it hit a very unsuspecting Jennifer Jareau smack in the nose. JJ to her friends, she gasped in momentary pain, and then looked at the culprit. "Spence!" she exclaimed.
"JJ, it was meant for Morgan, I swear," Spencer pleaded, preparing to duck if JJ decided to take matters in her own hands.
JJ just glared at them both, Emily noticed that her attention shifted from the boys to upstairs. Emily followed her glance. Erin Strauss, Aaron's boss and resident thorn in their sides, had stuck her head in Aaron's office. "Trouble's brewing," JJ replied with a sigh.
"What does the witch want now?" Emily muttered to herself as she watched Strauss make her way downstairs into the bullpen.
"Agent Prentiss, I need to see you in my office now," she announced and started walking back up the stairs.
Emily sent a mournful glance at her teammates, but followed Strauss upstairs, meeting Aaron along the way. He shrugged in response to her unasked question. Together they walked into Strauss' office.
"Have a seat Agents. Thank you for joining me."
Emily and Aaron took a seat on the chairs that faced Strauss. Emily prayed to any deity that was listening that Strauss wasn't about to ream them upon discovery of their relationship.
"The FBI field office in Huntsville, Alabama has a serial killer on their hands. They have a good idea where their UnSub lives so they have requested two agents from the BAU to go undercover to catch the killer. Since you two have a good repertoire, I have decided that the two of you should take the assignment."
Emily and Aaron took a few minutes to mull over this information. Emily silently was relieved that the witch of the east did not know about their relationship.
"What do we have to do?" Aaron asked for the two of them.
Strauss picked up two case file folders. "In these files you will find information on your new identities for this mission. You will leave at oh nine hundred tomorrow morning. The rest of the team will be brought in as support. You can take the rest of the day to review the information. Good luck, Agents."
Aaron and Emily took that as their cue to leave Strauss' office. Emily sighed in relief when they left the office. "What do you think?" she asked as they made their way back to the bullpen.
"I think that we look over the case file together." He looked downstairs at the rest of the team. "Let's do it in my office," he added.
Emily grinned seductively. "I like the sound of that, Agent Hotchner," she whispered.
Aaron balked in slight embarrassment, making Emily giggle. "Not in the office, Agent Prentiss."
Emily laughed again as they entered his office and shut the door behind them.
Well, another chapter in the books. Please oh please, producers and writing staff, don't kill Emily Prentiss! Back soon with another update.
