CH 8: Man To Man
As soon as Hotch shut the door of the plane, he saw Rossi sitting on the steps of the aircraft. He looked deep in thought, with his forehead wrinkled, staring into the distance.
"Hey, Hotch." Rossi said glumly, slowly turning his head to look at him.
"Hey, Rossi. Is everything OK?" Hotch asked, seeing the worried look on his face.
"Not really, Hotch. Not really."
"What happened?"
"Well, remember how Garcia hacked my computer before?"
"Yeah."
"I think she may have decrypted a….. personal file."
"How do you know?"
"I heard her talking to herself about the…contents in her office when I was leaving my office to get on the jet."
"Ohhhh….. does it have anything to do with…" Hotch tilted his head toward the plane, and gave him an asking look.
"How close are the three of them anyway?"
"I don't know, Dave, I don't know. But I think this- whatever it is- is going to be something Garcia keeps to herself."
"You really think so?" Dave asked, getting up.
"Oh, I KNOW so." Hotch laughed, feeling like a 10 year old, getting up himself. They got up and walked up the stairs toward the door.
"Oh, and, Señor Rose?" Hotch asked Rossi. Rossi turned around, his eyes wide with fear. "Do a better job of hiding those, would ya?"
They both laughed, stepping into the jet like brothers.
"Señor Rose? What does that mean?"JJ asked Emily as the two of them scuttled to their chairs, as not to bee seen eavesdropping.
"And what's Garc-"Emily started to say before seeing the door open.
"We, uh, are gonna see where GARCIA is." Emily said accusingly, raising her eyebrows as she said Garcia, as the two men walked in.
"Do you think they-" Rossi asked as they left
"No, no way. How could they?" Hotch laughed nervously. They may have heard them, but they probably didn't. And anyway, he didn't want to worry Rossi. He didn't even say JJ's name, anyway. If he did, well, he was in deep, deep doodoo.
