"вы можете говорить?" The man asked.
"не так много, в чем проблема?" Frank could sense some eyes on him, specifically Emily's. "Jake может встретить вас на вокзале завтра. он будет иметь переводчика с ним, к тому времени, когда вы приедете." He had to make something up.
"понял. слушать rivok изменила миссию. вы будете на отступление в течение недели. она сказала что-то о позволяя вам вернуться в вашу зону комфорта. Я буду держать вас в курсе. Я буду на связи." He said.
Frank gave a relieved sigh. "Отлично. что поможет много на самом деле. до скорого." Hanging up he relaxed. Although happy to be back, Frank was thrilled to have a week to compose himself. He needed to get in zinc with himself, before steeping a foot into a case.
JJ glanced at Emily. "Did you understand any of that?"
"Yes, it appears a Russian is to meet Jake Shaw at a station tomorrow." Giving JJ a smile, she grabbed her hand. "Relax JJ, it's just work."
"What are you so worried about?" Kate asked.
"I don't know. Him going back to working for the CIA or Mossad. He knows I would hate all of it and if he does decide to go back, he'll do it behind my back." JJ explained.
Looking over Frank saw JJ seemed down, lonely. Taking the last swing of his beer, he stood and walked over to her. "Ladies you mind If I take my fiancé?" With laughs and shake of the heads, he grabbed her and walked her to the swing he had installed a month ago. He knew JJ loved sitting on it and just swing on her own. Taking a seat on it, he pulled her into his lap swing the both of them. His arms wrapped around her waist and his chin resting on her shoulder.
"What's the matter love?" Frank whispered.
JJ shook her head. "Nothing a man should worry about. Hey whose car? The Lexus?"
"Mine actually. I have asked for it to be shipped weeks ago from a home I have in Moscow. It just arrived today." Frank cringed, he hated lying to her. "How have you been feeling?" JJ glanced back at him, not sure what he meant. "The pregnancy JJ."
"Oh!, umm…I've been okay, no sickness…yet." Biting her lip, she sucked up all her nerves. "Frank?"
"Hmm?"
"Do you dislike this baby?" Her voice was barely audible. "I mean will you treat him or her differently from Henry and Allison?"
Frank sighed. "No, JJ. I mean I don't like who the father is, but I would never take it out on a child. I mean I won't be the one raising and educating him, he will have Reid for that. But when I'm around I will protect him and care for him, equally." He just hoped he could actually pull it off.
"Thank you." Giving him a small kiss, Frank grabbed her by the back of the neck. Deepening the kiss only to be broken off by Hotch.
"Foods ready!" He yelled.
Pecking her one last time he helped her up. "Come one, I have a feeling they will turn the sprinklers o-" And boom they were on. "Got damit!" Running along JJ, they rushed into the house. The team laughing their asses off. "Who did it?" Frank growled. He was soaked, his hair was plastered down, droplets falling off his face. his shirt clinging to his body, leaving nothing to the imagination.
"Sorry son, but you were lagging it." Rossi gave him a smug grin.
JJ chuckled. "Take that off and wait here. I'll grab you a shirt from the dryer."
Taking it off, Emily noticed the tattoo. "When you get that?"
"A couple of years ago, four I think." Walking over to the fridge he grabbed a beer tossing one to Hotch. "Hotchner, listen I'm sorry for what happened in L.A."
Hotch patted him on the shoulder. "I understand Frank and I know it was wrong to blame you. I was just too worried to think rationally. I had no right in hitting you nor blaming you." Shaking hands, he chuckled. "Besides Kate told me how you looked out for her and for that I thank you."
Frank scoffed. "None needed, it was either give her what she wanted or have a miserable life." He laughed, groaning at the slap on the chest Kate gave him. "Ow! Shirtless here!"
"We can very much see that." Garcia moaned. "Tell me agent hunk, how often do you work out?"
Frank grabbed Kate, placing her in front of him. "I have Callahan and I am not afraid to use her." He warned. Kate just huffed, glaring at her smirking fiancé.
"Frank?" JJ called from behind him. Giving him a bewilder look at the two.
"Oh thank god." Grabbing the shirt, he threw it on. "Garcia was about to pounce."
"Was not."
"Was too."
"Was not."
"Hate to break it to you kitten, but you looked like a cat going for a mouse." Rossi jumped in.
Garcia just pouted, sulking into Morgan's arms.
"Hey did Frank ever tell you about Angelo?" Kate innocently asked JJ.
Frank choked on his beer, trying to stop Kate. "D-don't!"
JJ looked between them. "What? Whose Angelo?"
"Can I?" Kate asked Frank. Frank just tossed his hands in the air, taking a seat beside Reid. "Okay so I found out Frank was in prison-by choice-and he meet detective Crews-"
"Charlie Crews?" Reid asked, getting nods from Frank and Kate.
"You know him?" Morgan asked.
Reid shook his head. "No, but I heard and read about him. He was accused of killing his friend-who was also business partner- and his family. He spent 12 years in a maximum security prison. FBI reopened his case once they realized the evidence didn't point to Crews, they released him. With the help of his lawyer, Crews got a settlement and a job as detective." As he stopped he noticed all eyes on him. "Sorry, I-"
"Couldn't have said it better." Frank agreed. "Crews found out it was all a set up."
"Anyways back to what I was saying. Turns out Frank and Crews were known lovers in prison." Kate teased.
JJ and the other girls gapped at him. Frank was actually laughing. "First off they thought he and I were lovers at the time." He glanced at JJ. "But love I swear nothing happened. It was just a way of keeping the other prisoners away. I had a sort of claim over him, no one could touch him without my permission." Turning to Kate he narrowed his eyes. "You are so dead." Kate just stuck her tongue out.
"I have a question." Emily raised a hand. "How much money did he get?"
Reid shrugged, but Frank tilted his head to each side. A thankful look on him. "From what I heard it was around 50."
"50…what? Hundred?" Hotch asked
Frank shook his head. "No."
"Thousand?" Rossi jumped in.
"Nope."
"No…" Garcia whistled. "Million?"
"Yeah."
"Holy shit! He's above you right Rossi?" Morgan asked.
Rossi shrugged. "I don't know; I have someone who keeps track of my money."
Frank shook his head. "I rather control it myself."
"How much do you have?" Morgan asked, Frank raised an eyebrow. "I need to make sure you can provide for JJ."
Frank sighed. "let's just say I have enough for the both of us to retire now, and live like kings the rest of our lives. That including the lives of our kids." JJ stared at him not knowing if he was joking or not.
Morgan scoffed. "Yeah okay. You trust the bank with all that money?" He was trying to draw him out, see if it was a bluff.
Frank shook his head. "How did me having a fake lover in prison turn to how much money I have?"
The girls giggled when a knock on the door was heard. Frank stood up stopping JJ from opening the door. "I got it." Jogging towards the door he stiffed at seeing one of the guards standing on the other side. Pushing the man back, he closed the door behind him. "Are you crazy? You need to talk; you call me on the phone."
"I'm sorry sir, but I think this needs to be said in person." The man said.
"What?" Handing him a picture, Frank frowned. "What about him? He's in prison."
The agent shook his head. "Rivok called me a few moments ago. He was released yesterday for good behavior."
"Son of a bitch!" Frank clenched the paper in his hands. "I want three more guys to join you. I want this bastard stopped the moment you see him walking down the street. I also want one of your men to keep tabs on him, I want an address. I want to know what he does day by day. Where he goes and who he talks to. Understood?"
"Yes sir. You will have a full report every morning." He assured.
"Good, have two men stay the night. The rest go home and get some sleep. Rotate the watchers." Frank ordered. "Where are you staying?"
"Mossad gave us a home, just two houses down."
Frank patted him on the shoulder. "Good, get some rest john. I'll see you tomorrow." Walking back into the house he was met with everyone in the living room. Morgan was walking from the window, so he was sure he saw him talking with john.
"Who was that?" JJ asked.
Frank sighed. "A friend?"
Giving him the same look she used on Henry, Frank huffed. "A friend?"
"Can we talk about this later please." Frank said, he was going to tell her, but he didn't want the team involved.
"Frank-"
"Please."
Giving in she nodded. "Alright."
TRANSLATION:
you can speak?
not so much, what's the problem? - Jake can meet you at the station tomorrow. it will have an interpreter with him at that time when you arrive.
realized. listen Rivok changed mission. you'll be on a retreat for a week. she said something about letting you go back to your comfort zone. I'll keep you posted. I will be in touch.
Great. that will help a lot in fact. talk to you soon.
ANY IDEA WHO THIS MIGHT BE?
