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Chapter Six
(Derek's POV)
When I arrive home, the first thing I do is grab a beer and call Aaron, seeing as it was Thursday night. Every other Thursday was our poker night, although sometimes we ended up just watching whatever game was on come football season. Aaron picks up the phone on the second ring.
"Hello," Aaron answers cheerfully. I hear Jack in the background laughing.
"DA-da, no!" Jack says breathlessly. Somewhere in the distance, Haley tells Aaron to stop tickling his son.
"Hey, Hotch, we still on for tonight?" I try to hide my amusement as I flip channels on my TV.
"Definitely; we're meeting at Dave's in an hour." Hotch must have walked out of the room he was in because Haley and Jack's voices became more muffled until finally I don't hear them at all. "I heard Bennett came at you guys this afternoon; are you and Emily okay? It's her first case, isn't it." Aaron asks, his voice all business.
"Yeah, we're okay. Emily was amazing. She kept her cool. We're glad this case is over." I assure him, the TV having been forgotten at the serious turn of the conversation. "When we finally left the scene Greene and Jones were searching the house. Hopefully, they find something concrete and we can close this case officially. I'll know more when I go into work tomorrow. " I was tempted to let him know about Emily's friend and how similar that case was to this one, but that was her story to tell so I left that part out.
"I'm confident they will. Jones and Greene may be jerks, but they're good cops." Aaron replied.
"Yeah, they are." I confirm. "On a more positive note, are you ready to be cleaned out?"
"In you dreams, Morgan." Aaron replies. I can only imagine the smirk on his face. Since we started our poker night about two years ago, Dave and I had only beat Aaron a handful of times each.
"I'm going to let you go and get changed so you can clean me out." I tell Aaron. "Give Haley and Jack my love."
"Will do. See you later, Derek." Aaron says and I hang up the phone.
Twenty minutes later, I had changed out of my suit and into a pair of jeans and a green t-shirt. I was due at Dave's in about half an hour so I decided to leave early and grab a case of beer on my way. Traffic was pretty mild, so I made it to the liquor store in a matter of minutes shortly after. With a newly acquired case of Bud Light, I make my way to Dave's, singing along with the radio as I do.
Her eyes, her eyes
make the stars look like they're not shining
Her hair, her hair
falls perfectly without her trying
She's so beautiful
And I tell her everyday
I know, I know
When I compliment her she won't believe me
And it's so, it's so
Sad to think that she don't see what I see
But every time she asks me "Do I look okay?"
I say
When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change
'Cause you're amazing
Just the way you are
And when you smile
The whole world stops and stares for a while
'Cause girl you're amazing
Just the way you are
Her lips, her lips
I could kiss them all day if she let me
Her laugh, her laugh
she hates but I think it's so sexy
She's so beautiful
And I tell her everyday
Oh you know, you know, you know
I'd never ask you to change
If perfects what you're searching for
Then just stay the same
So don't even bother asking if you look okay
'Cause you know I'll say
When I see your face
There's not a thing that I would change
'Cause you're amazing
Just the way you are
…...
I shut off the radio as I pull into Dave's drive way. Seeing as he was a lawyer and made good money, Dave pretty much lived in a mansion. He was always saying he didn't need the space but it made a good impression on the ladies. After parking my car, I reach into the back seat and grab the beer before making my way to the door. I let myself in, knowing they would leave the door unlocked.
"Guys, I'm here." I holler unnecessarily as I walk back into the den. Dave and Arron are already there smoking cigars. The poker table was already set up, and they sat chatting with cold beers in their hands.
"Derek, my man, how's it going?" Dave greets me cheerfully after removing the cigar from his mouth.
"I got no complaints, man." I smile, taking a seat in my usual chair. Hotch offers me a cigar, but I shake my head, declining.
"She's that good, huh?" Dave smirks. Hotch looks at me curiously. Obviously, he wasn't going to be any help here. I raise my eyebrow at Aaron silently asking what Dave is talking about.
"your smiling." Dave clarifies. "she must be good.
"I wouldn't know, Dave. Unlike you, some of us wait till after the first date." I retort, knowing exactly what he had meant by that comment.
"He's got a point." Aaron backs me up. I had hoped this would be the end of that conversation, but I was wrong.
"Date?" Dave inquires mischievously. "I never said any thing about that. I meant at work; you know, as you partner. You are the one with his mind in the gutter." He corrects me. "What happened that brought that thought on?"
Oh shit. Why did I have to open my big mouth? I curse myself. "Nothing happened." I lie. "Are we gonna play some damn cards or not?" I ask a little to defensively. Aaron starts dealing the cards with his head down in a failed attempt to hide his silent laughter. Inwardly, I groan and try to think of a way out of this.
"You call Jen yet?" I attempt to change the subject. At my question, Aaron snaps his head up in curiosity.
"Not yet. You got to remember the three day rule. Got to wait three days, see if she's still interested. Besides, I'm gonna see her tomorrow at the party." Dave answers, confidence shining through in his voice. The three of us going through the motions of the poker game as we talk. "Now back to the subject, what happened between you and Emily last night?" he continues as I fold my hand; I didn't have a shot of winning this one.
"Nothing." I lie yet again with a slight shrug of my shoulder.
"Right. That's why your forehead is sweating." Aaron interjects collecting his winnings. I instinctively wipe the back of my hand over my forehead. "We're lawyers man you can't lie to us and get away with it. You might as well spill or he won't leave you alone." I know he's right, so with a deep sigh I deal the cards and begin telling them what had happened.
"After you guys left, we did a bunch of shots, danced a little more, then we split a cab." I pause for a moment to place my bet before continuing. "We were in the back of the cab laughing about something, I'm really not sure, then I just leaned over and kissed her. Next thing I know, the cab driver was interrupting us to let us know we were at her apartment. It was crazy; now I can't get her out of my head." I confess. At my last statement the smirk falls off of both Aaron and Dave's faces.
"Dude, you got it bad." Aaron states.
"Yup." Dave agrees.
"I don't know man." I reply. "Can we please change the subject now" I request.
"She a good detective?" Hotch asks.
"Yeah she is. Handled the identification like a pro. I was impressed. I think we'll work well together." I reply.
"Work's not the only thing he wants to do with her." Dave comments with a smirk on his face.
"Dave," I warn him with a look.
"So was it awkward working with her this morning?" Aaron interjects curiously.
"No," I continue, telling them about how the rest of the day went, including the situation with Bennett, and even me asking her to dinner. The conversation later turns to Aaron's latest case, the football match ups for this weekend, our families and the surprise of finding out that Jen's brother was a famous novelist until we finally call it a night around one am. No surprise that Aaron had cleaned us out, as usual. Personally, I thought he may have a few secrets up his sleeve. I go to bed that night, thoughts of Emily on my mind.
The next morning, I wake up with a smile. Today was Friday, and I had a party to go to with Emily tonight. The day only gets better when I am greeted by Emily, who was getting out of her car at the same time I was. She's wearing a pair of black pants and a red t-shirt that fit her just right. I try not to stare as she hands me a cup of coffee. We turn to walk into the building.
"What's this?" I turn to her.
"Coffee, two creams one sugar." She smiles " I couldn't drink that crap they call coffee in there another day. Figured I'd pick you up one too." she explains with a shrug.
"You've only been here a few days and your already tired of the coffee." I smirk "It's gonna be a long ride for you. By the way, how did you know how I like my coffee?"
"I'm a detective. I saw you make a cup the other day." Emily takes a drink of her own coffee before we both set our bags down and sit in our chairs. I take a sip of mine and let out a content sigh. "This is so much better."
"Told you." she states smugly. "Gideon looks happy." Emily points to his office an hour later. I turn my head. He's in his office shaking hands with some guy in a suit with his back turned toward us. "Wonder what that's about?" I ask as I turn my attention back to my work.
"The mayor congratulating him on the swift work of his detectives in capturing the latest serial killer." Jones answers, coming up behind me.
"So we got him then? It's official?" Emily pops her head up from the report she has been reading.
"Yeah, we found the murder weapon hidden in an air vent and bloody clothes in the laundry hamper. The lab rushed the DNA results, came back a match to both victims. Case closed." Detective Greene informs us.
"Detectives Morgan and Prentiss," Chief Gideon calls to us, calling our attention, "As you probably know, this is Mayor Hilton He's got something he'd like to say to you." He continues, motioning toward the man beside him. Both Emily and I stand up from our sitting positions and greet them.
"Sir, it's a pleasure to meet you." Emily says cheerfully, shaking his offered hand.
"It's an honor, Sir." I shake his had as well.
"The pleasure is all mine." Mayor Hilton replies. He is a fairly tall man about 6 foot one. "I wanted to thank you on behalf of the city of Miami for the brave actions you both exhibited in take-down of Michael Bennett." he finishes.
"Thank you, Sir." We both respond.
A few minutes later, after a brief conversation, the squad room empties and detectives continue to go back and forth. Emily and I were given the day to catch up on paper work. Time passes slowly as we fill out form after form, carrying on small conversations here and there. Finally, around 3:30, all of our paper work is finished the I's dotted and T's crossed. Once Gideon signed off on the reports, giving them his approval, he sends us home. After thanking him, we grab our stuff and walk to the parking garage side by side.
"So, what time do you want to meet up for the party?" Emily asks casually, running her fingers through her hair.
"Starts at 7, so how about I pick you up around 6:45?" I suggest, digging my car keys out of my pocket. We come to a stop in front of my black Dodge Charger.
"Sounds good. I'll text you the address once I get home." Emily smiles. I cant help but smile back, it's so contagious.
"Sounds good. I'll see you in a couple hours." I slip into the drivers seat and she turns and walks the four parking spaces to her own car. I watch her the whole way, admiring the swing of her hips as she goes. I smile the whole way home thinking that I'd get to spend the evening with Emily and my new and old friends.
