AN: And we're back with Emily and the beginning of Morgan! After we found out who won the staring contest of course, but really, who doesn't expect Hotch to win? Anyway, this is full of Hotch wanting to use his gun, probably more on his teammates than himself. Anyway, sit back, relax, and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I only own the plotline and Dr. Harris.
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"Perhaps we should move on to the next person, Dr. Harris" Hotch murmured an hour later when the good doctor finally blinked.
"Are you always so cold, Agent Hotchner?"
"I think my personality has a lot to do with the situation I am in and the people I'm surrounded by. If that calls for a cold, professional demeanor, then so be it." Dr. Harris sighed and made a few more notes on her pad before flipping to the next page.
"Agent Prentiss, why don't we go to you next?"
"Ma'am?" Emily asked wearily.
"How would you describe your relationship with Agent Hotchner? Is it as cold as impersonal as he is?" Emily stared at Dr. Harris incredulously.
"No I'd say it's more hot and steamy." Hotch's head dropped to the table as the others started to laugh. "He's not like you think, Dr. Harris. There's a difference between Agent Hotchner and Aaron. Besides, I thought we were working on me next, not him?"
"You're right Agent Prentiss. So, you have abandonment issues?"
"No, that's what you said I have. I'm perfectly fine in my own skin."
"Surely not, Agent Prentiss. Agent Morgan claims you compartmentalize everything. Is that true?"
"As I've said before, Dr. Harris" Emily said through clenched teeth, "I do it so I don't let my guard down on cases." Dr. Harris made a few notes.
"What is with all this hostility, Agent Prentiss? I'm just asking a few questions to get to the root of your problems."
"You know what my problem is, Dr. Harris? It's people like YOU who think they can magically make everything better!" Hotch lifted his head slightly and let it fall back to the table with a loud thud. "Talking doesn't always help everyone and you need to understand we," Emily gestured to the group, "aren't quick to trust anyone, let alone some nosey woman who breaks into our ranks and makes us talk while she WRITES IN A STUPID LITTLE NOTEBOOK!" Another thud reverberated throughout the room as Hotch banged his head again.
"I see this notebook is making you all uncomfortable" Dr. Harris noted. Dave snorted.
"For all we know you could be calling us psychotic lunatics like the people we hunt and we need to be put on medication and locked away."
"Or she could be writing down fantasies of what she'd like to do with us" Morgan said with a laugh. Hotch looked up at the two men before trying to lunge at Morgan.
"One hour! Is ONE HOUR of cooperation too much to ask?" Hotch yelled as Emily pushed him back in his seat.
"Hotch-rocket, one hour passed two hours ago." Hotch looked down at his watch and sure enough they had really been there for three hours.
"Does this mean our time's up?" Dave asked hopefully.
"Sit down, Agent Rossi. I have yet to finish talking with Agent Prentiss and haven't even begun with Agents Morgan, Garcia, and Reid."
"Doctor Reid" Reid piped up. The others glared at him as he slunk further down in his seat.
"And, Agent Rossi, Agent Morgan, this book only contains pure facts that I've gathered from our time together."
"Dr. Harris," Hotch said, his tone implying that he was at the end of his rope with this stupid session. Forget Russia. Mars wasn't far enough away from this room anymore. "Perhaps you should just ask your questions and forget all about that stupid notebook before one of my agents walk out of here."
"I am afraid I can't do that agent Hotchner. I need written proof that I have done my job in talking to you."
"Man, why are we even here? I know its mandatory, but what for? What good is group therapy going to do us?" Morgan asked as he propped his feet up on the table. A twitch started in both Dr. Harris and Hotch's eye.
"I don't know Morgan, nor do I care. We can't leave until she gives us the ok and while none of you are making this easy, none of you are helping the situation. The faster we talk the faster we can go." Hotch paused. "Get your feet off the table!" Morgan looked at him wide eyed as he dropped his feet to the floor. Emily bit her lip to keep from laughing as she rubbed Aaron's back. "Please continue, Dr. Harris."
"Would you like me to move on, Agent Prentiss, or should we finish?" Emily sighed and looked at Hotch, who was rubbing his forehead.
"Let's finish this." Dr. Harris smiled at her.
"Very well. Now, why do you compartmentalize everything? Is it because you're afraid of getting hurt? Or do you remain emotionless to please your fiancé?" Emily stared at her.
"What? That doesn't even make sense! Why would being emotionless please Aaron? He has emotions! Lots of them that he shows me, frequently!" Emily pointed at Dave and JJ. "Why did they get off the hook for their relationship so easily, huh? Is it because they show emotions? I mean come on, Dr. Harris!"
"It was a simple question, Agent Prentiss."
"It was a STUPID question, Dr. Harris!"
"Do you find this therapy session unnecessary?" Emily nodded.
"Without a doubt. I don't even know why we're here!"
"Obviously it's to work on all of these problems of ours, Em" Morgan said snickering across the table. Dr. Harris wrote a few more notes.
"How about we move on to you next, Agent Morgan?" Morgan's face fell. Garcia laughed and pat him on the arm.
"There there, my chocolate god of thunder. You'll survive. Just move on quickly or you'll be sleeping on the couch tonight." Morgan sighed and looked at Dr. Harris.
"Hit me with your best shot." Dr. Harris made a note at the top of her fresh piece of paper. Look at all that paper, Derek. It's all for you, he thought glumly. Stupid notebook.
"How many women have you slept with, Agent Morgan?"
"Excuse me?"
"How many? Just a guess if you don't know for sure." Morgan stared at her incredulously. "I'm assuming you and Agent Garcia are together, but I know for a fact that you're the Don Juan of the BAU, excluding Agent Rossi pre-retirement."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"It explains your character a bit more to me. Do you like saving a damsel in distress then have her repay you with say, a blow job?"
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AN: *grins* Oh there will be some good material next chapter. We'll finish up Morgan and move on to Reid! I know… Garcia should be next, but I want to end with Garcia. Don't worry I know what I'm doing. Ok, so maybe you should worry… Anyway! Thanks for reading! Please review.