I don't claim to be an expert in ASL, so please don't be offended if you are and I get things wrong. But this chapter adds into my own little idea that the band is constantly using ASL to pass messages in boring meetings.

So this is one of the very first chapters that I ever wrote for Ari Ross, even back before I knew what this story would turn into. The song used is Rebel Love Song, by Black Veil Brides. To truly understand what the song is about, watch the director's cut of the music video - it's really good. Undiscovered Nemesis's version of the video is almost identical, only with Ariel in the place of Marilyn, and Spencer in the place of the guy, along with any dialog changes that I come up with.

The next chapter will be the end of this story arc, and then we'll get back to the usual cases and things. I think I might have gotten a bit too obsessed with the details where this case was concerned, sorry about that!

Last bit of this A/N, I promise - thank you to tlcroft for the hilarious idea!

"Sorry I'm late, everyone." Ariel called out as she headed into the studio where Undiscovered Nemesis was going to shoot their music video later that day. Her 'security detail' followed along behind her, and she had to work to keep from laughing every time she turned around at the looks on both of their faces. It was slightly ridiculous how overprotective both Spencer and Morgan were being, but at the same time it was kind of cute. Ariel had texted the rest of the band last night before she fell asleep, so they didn't react to seeing the two agents like they normally would have. Instead, they acted concerned like everyone else in the room.

"What's going on, lil mermaid?" Finn asked, getting up from where he had been sitting with everyone else. But as soon as his hands came into view, she could see what he was signing: how are you feeling? It was as close as he could technically get to signing "How're you holding up?"

Ariel signed back a quick reply: not too good. Ever since Michael had been born, the band had slowly began to use sign language more and more to communicate, both to help practice the language and to keep nosy studio execs and paparazzo from being able to listen in.

"These two gorgeous boys are going to be my 'security detail' for the next few days." she told everyone, putting air quotes around the words. The band already knew everything - the real story behind what was happening - but they had had to decide on a cover story for everyone else that they would be interacting with until the BAU team were able to solve the case. The entire team had slept over at her house the night before, and Michael had spent the night tucked in with her, while Spencer slept on the couch. The only problem was that Morgan had decided to camp out outside of Ariel's bedroom in an attempt to keep both her and Michael safe. That morning, the team had decided that Spencer and Morgan would act as Ariel's guards for the day, while JJ watched Michael. The rest of the team had headed back to the precinct with Detective Kim.

"Everyone, these are Supervisory Special Agents Derek Morgan and Dr. Spencer Reid." Ariel said, pointing to each of the men as she introduced them. "Killer, Der, this is everyone. You already met Finn and Kat. This is Lee and Gabe, our band's manager Eli, and a bunch of people from either the production company or the music video people." Spencer knew for a fact that Ariel knew the names of every one of those people. She was just good with names in general. So he wasn't sure why she refused to call them by their names, but he decided that he would figure that out later.

"Good to meet you, gentlemen." Eli said, pulling out a chair for Ariel. "Right then. Introductions are over, now let's get down to business."

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After a few hours of meetings, they were finally able to leave the room to head down to the set where they would be recording their music video. "So what do you guys think of the rockstar life so far?" she asked, cocking an eyebrow at her husband and his best friend.

"I think its boring." Morgan said bluntly. "I swear, I was about ready to shoot some of the people in there just so they would stop talking."

Ariel laughed, nodding her head. "Trust me, I know exactly what you're talking about. Lee and I started talking about ten minutes in just so we could stay awake." Then she smiled. "Although it wasn't so bad once Lee and I started talking."

Spencer groaned, having some idea as to what they would have been gossiping looked confused.

"What're you talking about?" Morgan asked, looking confused. "You couldn't have been talking - you were sitting on opposite sides of the room."

Ariel turned, walking backwards as she continued talking. "Yes we were." she said, signing as she spoke. "You just didn't see us."

"Where are we going?" Spencer asked, and she smiled softly at him.

"Down to where Hair and Wardrobe have set up their stuff." she said, grabbing her husband by the hand and dragging him along. "Come on. Kat's busy with her guitar, so I need someone to help me try on clothes."

Morgan snorted a laugh. "I'll help." he offered, and then he laughed when Ariel shot him a dirty look.

"Why don't you go shopping with Penny, instead?" Ariel replied with a sly smirk. "I'm sure she'd love your help."

Morgan's smirk fell, and he just watched for a minute as the pair walked away - or rather, got dragged away. "Damn." He muttered. "That girl doesn't know the meaning of the word 'subtle', does she?"

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It took a record of twenty-three minutes for Ariel to get irritated once they made it to Wardrobe. She claimed to always have issues with them, and the rest of the band had turned it into a game to see how long it would take for her to get mad each time they visited.

She came out in outfit after outfit, and each one was quickly decided against, for many different reasons. The main complaint was that most of the outfits she was given were very 'girly'.

"I get that we're doing a love song, but that doesn't mean I have to wear hot pink!"

It finally got to the point where even Spencer was about ready to give in and tell his wife to just go out there naked. So after the last dress, he grabbed Ariel by the shoulders, putting her into the chair that he had been sitting on.

"What are you doing, killer?" Ariel asked, looking surprised as she sat down in the chair. She pulled off the four-inch stilettos that the wardrobe assistant had put on her, rubbing at her feet.

"I'm finding you something to wear, now stay put." Spencer ordered.

Ariel smirked. "Yes, Agent." she purred, and he blushed, trying to stutter out a response before giving up.

He could hear her laughter echoing behind him even as he disappeared into the racks of clothing. It took him all of five minutes to find something, and then he grabbed the battered combat boots that she had worn that morning, bringing them out to Ariel. "Put this on."

Ariel looked the dress over quickly, then shrugged her shoulders, smiling. "Not bad, killer." She said, teasing him. "Especially for a man who still thinks sweater vests are fashionable."

"I thought you liked my sweater vests." Spencer replied.

"Oh, I do." She was quick to reassure as she pulled off her clothes and threw on the dress. "There's really no doubt about that." she added as she sat down to finish lacing up her boots. "There. What do you think?"

He took the opportunity to give her a once-over, then smiled. "You look amazing." He said honestly. She wore a white dress covered in a pattern of purple flowers, and if you looked closely you could see the skulls nestled into the flowers, with her battered and worn combat boots that she had had since high school.

"Good." She said in relief. "That just leaves Hair and Makeup to deal with, and then we can get started on the video."

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Spencer watched as the man that they had cast as the male lead in the music video flirted shamelessly with Ariel. He couldn't help but feel slightly jealous. While he knew that Ariel was his just as much as he was hers, it was still irritating to not be able to just go over and punch the guy in the face.

Luckily, he didn't have to do it. Because not two seconds later, Ariel did it for him.

Morgan burst out laughing, but Spencer just smirked while the director came running over.

"Miss Ross!" He called out, skidding to a halt, with Eli hot on his heels. "What on earth are you doing?"

Eli, on the other hand, was much less polite when it came to letting Ariel know just how pissed off he was. "What the hell was that?" He thundered.

"He grabbed my ass." Ariel said, completely unrepentant. "So I punched him."

"Oh, well that's alright then." Eli said, but buried beneath the sarcasm was understanding. If Spencer had been close enough to see the older man's face, he would have known just how furious he was. At the moment, he could only guess. Eli sighed, rubbing his face with his hands. "You can't just punch people when they irritate you, Ari." He said.

"Fine." She huffed. "But I want him out of this video."

That got the director to explode. "Miss Ross, I can't possibly fire this man! There's no time to get a replacement in, and no one is better than -"

Ariel cut him off. "Yes there is." she marched over to where Morgan and Spencer were standing and grabbed her husband's hand, dragging him back over to where Eli and the video director were waiting. "He can be my S.O. in the video."

The director gave Spencer an unimpressed look. "You want him to be the love interest?"

Ariel looked surprised. "What's wrong with that?" She asked, a hint of danger flashing in her eyes. "I think he's perfect for the role."

"I like it." Eli added, making the director turn to him in surprise. "You might not have heard about the threats on Miss Ross's life. Dr. Reid here is a part of the FBI team who is protecting her, as well as the rest of the band until the case is solved. It won't be a problem, will it?" He asked, as if the very idea was surprising to him.

The director looked flustered. "No, not at all, Elijah!" He said with forced happiness. "That won't be a problem."

Eli clapped the other man on the shoulder, hard enough for him to wince. "Good to hear it."

"Man, this is bullshit!" The now-fired actor yelled angrily.

Eli ignored him and turned to look at Ariel. "Do you want him like this or dressed differently?"

Ariel turned to look at her husband, tilting her head to the side as she asked him a silent question. How do you want to do this?

He shrugged, barely enough to be noticed. Its up to you, Ari-bear. He was saying.

But she didn't even hesitate in her answer. "I want him just the way he is."

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They were just waiting for the rest of the band to be finished in Hair and Makeup, now. They had already filmed the intro, and all the parts that involved Ariel. He was supposed to have been the suave, badass guy who saved her from a miserable, abusive home, which he thought was funny. He could tell that it brought up bad memories for her, though, because instead of jumping into his car like she was supposed to, she fell into the backseat instead.

So of course, he had said the first thing that came to mind: "Its - its okay, I don't, I don't bite or anything. You're actually more likely to be bitten by another human than a shark, actually. But I'm not one of those humans, so, um…" he had trailed off there, sure he had messed up everything.

But Ariel just did what she always did when he babbled - she had laughed, smiling softly at him. "Thanks, killer." She said. After that, it was almost like they were back in that awkward stage of dating, back when he was simultaneously infatuated with and completely terrified of her. At one point, she had pulled him in for a long, slow kiss that got more than one wolf whistle - as well as a few strange looks from the crew members nearby.

Now they were waiting for them to start recording the actual song, and both FBI agents stood off to the side, watching what was going on.

"You don't mind sharing with me, do you?" Ariel asked even as she grabbed the soda bottle out of her husband's hands.

"No, ah, no - no, I don't mind." He stuttered out. Ariel had just come back from the Hair and Makeup department, and was now covered in her signature piercings. A nose ring and snake bites made up the look for today's activities. Her lips had been painted dark red, while her eyes had been dusted in black. She hadn't been wearing the makeup for the original filming, but they had kept the piercings in. She took a few sips before handing the bottle back to him.

"Thanks killer."

Spencer couldn't help but let his eyes be drawn to his wife's butt as she walked away. "Eyes front, soldier." She called out as she walked away, not even bothering to turn around first.

"How could you possibly-" he started to call out, but she interrupted him, already knowing what his question was.

"Because I know you, Dr. Reid."

"You don't mind sharin' with me, do you?" Morgan teased, effectively snapping Reid out of his thoughts.

"Shut up." Reid retorted, even as he tried to stop choking on his soda.

He couldn't stop watching as Ariel made her way to the stage that they had set up.

"Ready guys?" She called out, and the rest of the band nodded. That was when an assistant came up to Reid.

"Excuse me, sir, are you Dr. Reid?" she asked. He nodded. "Someone left this for you at the front desk.

The band started playing as the woman handed Spencer a yellow manila envelope. "Thank you." The doctor replied absently, already motioning towards Morgan, who hurried over.

I cannot hide what's on my mind
I feel it burning deep inside
A passion crime to take what's mine
Let us start living for today

Spencer pulled out the note from inside the envelope, holding it out so that Morgan could read it at the same time. It was handwritten, just pencil scrawled on a sheet of looseleaf paper. "She is mine, and you cannot have her." Spencer read aloud, before sharing a look with Morgan.

Never gonna' change my mind
We can leave it all behind
Nothin's gonna' stop us
No not this time

The older man said what they were both thinking. "This isn't good."

This is a rebel love song

A/N ~ I'm sorry if this story hasn't been as well-written as y'all are used to lately. To be honest, I had begun to lose interest in it for a bit. I'm still working on coming back to it all, but hopefully this chapter was up to standard.

Thank you to everyone who's read, reviewed, followed, or favorited!