Noises
Disclaimer: **Sighs** CBS owns Criminal Minds, not me. **Pouts**
Summary: Returning from a case on the BAU jet, the team hears Hotch and Emily in the bathroom.
Timeline: Another couple of days after the parking garage incident.
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Groucho Marx said, "Whoever called it necking was a poor judge of anatomy."
Sleeping on a jet was never an easy task for the BAU team, but they knew that it was at least one option other then becoming zombie insomniacs.
The unexpected turbulence, the engine noises and the others snoring patterns were just going to have to become accustomed rituals that they'd have to endure for a few hours of sleep.
So when Dave awoke, he knew it wasn't the sound of the jet's engine disturbing him from his mild peace, what awoke the elder profiler was something that he had unfortunately grew use to but was still mildly disturbed by.
Looking over at the bathroom he heard banging and a loud grunt causing the others to wake up.
"Oh my God, not again" JJ moaned tiredly, dropping her face on the pillow willing her mind to return to its safe slumber.
"Can't jump to conclusions" Reid murmured opening his eyes "Remember the last three times?"
"Still sounds like they're going at it" Morgan grumbled, removing his head phones and wincing.
"Oh God!" Emily cried out.
"Ssh, quiet." Hotch whispered "Everyone's asleep."
"I can't help it." Emily tone grew in octane, "It's so hot."
The murmured sounds of muffled cries followed by banging into the small walls of the bathroom startled the now awake agents.
JJ looked over at Dave who just shook his head.
"Not even going to ask" Dave replied turning his head away from the obvious cries of pain.
"Oh my God" Emily panted out "Put it on now!"
"I'm trying, I'm trying" Hotch assured the brunette, "You know these bathrooms aren't big enough for this."
"I don't care" Emily grumbled angrily "I need it now!"
As the muffled sounds were heard, the clanking against walls fell on deaf ears as they heard their team leader grunt hard.
"Bet Garcia's glad she didn't have to travel on this case" JJ muttered "Lucky girl."
Morgan snickered while Reid tried to keep his eyes trained out the windows at the passing night sky.
"Oh God" Emily said, "You're killing me."
"Not quite" Hotch darkly chuckled, "You'll live."
"This doesn't sound like the last three times" JJ muttered to the three men.
The three male agents shared a look, each knew that was true but all were wary to speak up about the previous incidents.
"So you think they're actually..." Morgan asked the others, "You know? Well you know."
"Don't want to know" Reid murmured, turning back to the window "We could be wrong, again."
The loud banging against the bathroom door followed by a mewled made Dave shoot Morgan a knowing look while JJ bit her lip to keep from speaking.
Hotch grunted louder, while they heard Emily chuckle a sigh of content.
"Shh" Hotch whispered through a pant "You're going to wake the dead."
"Uh uh." Emily moaned lightly "Not in the air."
A loud crash could be heard against the bathroom door, following double panting and a growl. Reid's cheeks went pink and he grabbed Morgan's headset.
"Hey" JJ whispered "Give me that."
"I need it more than you do." Reid pleaded.
"Fine, chicken" JJ huffed grabbing the pillows burying her head under it.
"Oh, God. Emily!" Hotch said cried out, while the brunette moaned out his name.
Dave and Morgan look over at each other and both men wear matching blushes, both knew that was something different.
Reid turned the volume up on the headset, choosing to blare his mind out to rock music then his friend's activities.
JJ grabs another pillow to bury her head under muttering about never traveling again.
"Hotch!" Emily cried out, "Hurry! It's so hot."
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Hotch said groaned loudly.
Dave turns his attention to the magazine in his hands, while Morgan ripped the headset off Reid.
"Give me that, kid" Morgan said quietly.
"Hey!" Reid protested reaching over for the headset.
"Uh oh" Emily panted "They're awake."
"Of course they are" Hotch chuckled "You're screaming woke them up."
"Well it's your fault" Emily told him indignantly.
"My fault?" Hotch asked "Care to explain how exactly this is it my fault?"
"You're the one making me scream!" Emily told him with a snort.
"Well at least I can control myself" Hotch retorted.
JJ lifted her head from under the pillow shooting the three men a relieved look.
"So it's another misunderstanding" Dave whispered to the other three agents.
"Open the door and let me go out" Emily demanded.
"Fine, go." Hotch told her "But make sure to change that shirt."
"Well you too, change those pants." Emily replied.
The four agents look at each other in panic.
"Did they...?" Reid asked.
The jet was silent when a frazzled looking Hotch and messy haired Emily holding her blouse closed exits the bathroom.
"Well, would you like to explain what's going on?" Dave asked, resisting the urge to smirk.
Hotch and Emily shot each other a look, rolling their eyes at the team.
"Not that" Hotch said "Again."
"He dropped hot coffee all over my blouse" Emily told the group, pointing to her brown stained shirt.
"After she spilled her coffee cream all over my pants" Hotch added, "Nearly burning my... me."
Dave winced at that, while the others watched the two dominate personalities go back and forth with each other.
"I told you it was an accident" Emily replied, grabbing a clean shirt, "It's not my fault we hit turbulence."
Hotch grabbed his go-bag and pulled out a change of pants.
"Oh" JJ said "Well you weren't burned too badly, were you?"
"No" Emily said, rubbing her chest, "I had some of that burn ointment from the first aid kit."
"She'll be fine" Hotch answered, "We're going to change. Everyone try to get some sleep, we've still have a couple of hours before we get back home."
The four eavesdroppers felt relief go back to their somewhat resting patterns while the dark haired pair returned to small jet bathroom.
"After you" Hotch said letting Emily enter first.
"Thanks" Emily politely answered, pulling a smirking Hotch in with her.
"How's the chest?" Hotch asked.
"Better" Emily winked,"Since you kissed and made it better."
"Looks like we'll have to be more quieter next time" Hotch whispered, pulling the brunette into a seering kiss.
"Can't help it that you make me scream" Emily whispered in his ears, feeling him shake with anticipation.
Hotch chuckled lightly "Guess we'll have to wait until we get back home."
"Aw" Emily said complainingly "Why?"
"Because, I plan to make you scream again" Hotch said kissing her lips, "And again and again."
"Guess we better change now" Emily said winking at Hotch. "Can you believe them?"
Hotch laughed "If they only knew."
Burying his face in the brunette's neck, the two held onto each other to stop their laughter from being heard.
Woody Allen said, "Having sex is like playing bridge. If you don't have a good partner, you'd better have a good hand."
To Be Continued...
Thanks everyone for sticking with "Noises", next update should be next week...
