Chapter 3
Derek Morgan walked out of Emily's spare room dressed as Blade, complete with realistic vampire fangs. Emily sat on the settee dressed as a cat woman playing with her tail with some great claws attached to the end of her fingers.
"Looking good, their partner." Smirked Emily
Jennifer walked out of her bedroom dressed as a supergirl. She wore knee-length red boots and a short red skirt. Emily noticed how her chest looked magnificent in her top, obviously without a bra. Her hair was down around her shoulders. The woman dressed as a super girl looked beautiful. Her whole demeanour seemed to change to this confident carefree woman.
Derek and Emily stood staring at Jennifer in her supergirl costume. She twirled and started walking towards the front door. His cape fluttered and brought the two agents back to reality and followed her out the door.
"Nice car Jennifer, I am in the wrong job." Sighed Morgan as he admired Jennifer's Mercedes SLK
"It was a pleasant surprise when the partners provided me with an a. Company car. I suppose working with cat woman does have some benefits." Smirked Jennifer
The two FBI agents were amazed at the carefree blonde in front of them. The professional version of Jennifer, as Emily always described her, she had a big stick stuck up her ass. Both agents could get to like this carefree woman.
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They walked into the hotel convention room and found at least 100 people dressed in various costumes. Jennifer took them to the group leader to ask their questions; once Jennifer had handled the introductions, she had stood to the side to let Derek and Emily ask their questions.
Gandalf the great had told them about an ex-member forced to leave the group who threatened various members because their costumes were not correct. He provided the address of one Eric Gold.
"Baby girl, I need everything you can find on Eric Gold dob Jul 7 1971. We are on our way back to Quantico now." Morgan asked Garcia
They could hear Garcia typing on her babies
"Here we go; he has been arrested multiple times for abusive behaviour toward his fellow Cosplay brethren. He has only been verbally abused in five cities. He never made it to court; it seemed his mother and father, who also enjoyed donning a cape and a mask, managed to make the charges go away. Unfortunately, they both died in a car accident two months ago. He returned to Texas to bury his parents, only returning seven weeks ago, just a week before the Hulk died. He has a storage locker in a nearby unit that's only five blocks from your current location. I have sent the address to your pads, my two crime fighters and Ice Queen." Garcia told them all
"I will call for backup; why do you phone Hotch," Emily tells her partner
"Ms Prentiss….Emily, you are not cleared to do anything to Help Agent Mor…Derek. Your medication affects your reflexes. It wouldn't be safe for you or him. We will have to wait for Metro to arrive, do you agree?" Jennifer asked Emily
Emily turned and scowled at her blonde pain in the ass, knowing she had the legal power to stop her.
"Fine!" She snarled
"Hotch wants us to take a look once metro arrives to back us up. And Emily, you are to stay back with Jennifer. Do you understand, partner?" Warned Morgan.
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Sat in Jennifer SLK, they waited for Metro police to arrive.
"Did you hear that?" Emily asked
Everyone listened "you're a disgrace; look at your costume." They all heard coming from the UnSubs unit
"We need to go now, Derek; he's going to kill them." She told her partner.
Morgan shook his head. "Sorry Emily, you're going to hate me, but Jennifer is correct. Your medication won't let you drive, so I'll be dammed if I give you a gun." He told her, waiting for the explosion.
"Give me your clutch piece. I will cover your back." Jennifer spoke up, surprising Derek and Emily.
"Can you shoot?" He asked
Jennifer just held her hand out. Morgan passed her his clutch piece and watched in shock as she took his Glock to pieces and reassembled it just as if she was performing Emily's breathalyser. A large grin appeared on his face and he just nodded.
"My father wanted son's, and he taught me how to shoot and hunt, amongst other things. So yes, Derek, I can shoot." Smirked Jennifer
Emily looked like her head might explode. She was that annoyed
"You stay safe, Derek, and you make sure you look after him, or I will hurt you. Do you understand me?" Emily warned her blonde nemesis
After circling a few units, Morgan stood outside the unit with Eric Gold and his current victim, a redhead dressed as a Klingon. She was hogtied with a dog catches pole around her neck, ready to strangle her. Morgan singled for Jennifer to remain where she was and stealthily started approaching Gold from behind. He blindsided Gold and tackled him to the floor, and took him into custody. Jennifer removed the wire loop from the redhead's neck and untied her.
They handed Gold over to the detectives and returned to Quantico to debrief Hotch. After a full debrief, Garcia told everyone they were going to the red rose bar for happy hour. Everyone agreed except for Emily.
Garcia looked at Jennifer "could you possibly turn a blind eye?" She queried
She shook her head. "No! The regimen is in place for a reason, To help Emily get better. Time to go home, Emily." Jennifer told her
"Bitch," Emily stormed off to the car waiting for Jennifer
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After an icy journey home, not a single word was spoken. Emily suddenly picked up Sergio and locked herself in her bedroom for the night.
Jennifer's cell rang
"Hello, is this Ms Jennifer Jareau?" The male voice asked
"Yes, this is Jennifer Jareau." She replied
"Good Evening, Ma'am. My name is Peter Covington. I am the manager of diamond securities. I am afraid to tell you your sister's safety deposit box has been damaged during a flood we had in our high valued vault. The water has damaged all the electronic locks and retinal scanners. We need you to be present when we open your safety deposit box, listed as your sister's local contact. Would you be available first thing in the morning?" He asked a very shocked woman
"Erm, yes, I will be there when you open," Jennifer replied
"Thank you, and you will need two forms of photographic identification. I look forward to seeing you in the morning Ms Jareau." And he ended the call
Jennifer's mind was all over the place after the phone call; she gripped her phone that stiff her fingers were white.
"Why does my dead sister have a safety deposit box?" Jennifer asked out aloud
Jennifer quickly googled diamond security to find the company only started trading five years ago. Rosalind had been dead for years. Who opened this account? Jennifer couldn't help it, but she felt a sudden chill down her spine.
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The following day found Jennifer sat in her car waiting for them to open the doors. She hadn't slept a wink. Her mind was spinning that fast. She now sat in a private viewing room with the contents of her supposed sister's safety deposit box.
The box contained what she found to be an encrypted memory stick and some financial documents in her name. She found ownership documents for Roselyn Financial investment group naming her as a CEO. Finally, she found the ownership documents for her company car in her name purchased through Roselyn Financial investment group.
"What's happening?" She asked herself
She considered bringing the documents to her boss. He would know what to do. That option didn't appeal to her; she needed to find out what was on the encrypted memory stick.
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'Knock, Knock'
The door to Garcia's lair opened, "Ms Garcia, I need your help. I know you don't like me very much, but I really could use your help." A tearful Jennifer asked
Garcia just pulled the upset woman into her lair, closing the door. Sitting her down, she waited for the bitter woman to calm.
"I found out I had a safety deposit box I knew nothing about. I found a lot of disturbing documents inside. I also found this encrypted memory stick. Could you access the contents for me?" A tearful Jennifer asked
"For the record, I do not hate you. You are helping Emily get better; your tough love seems to be just what the rebellious woman needs. Give me the memory stick, and I will see what I can do." Smiled the technical genius
She handed the distraught blond a can of monster "you look like you needed one."
Jennifer watched Penelope type away on two of her keyboards as she attacked the encryption on the memory stick. The clarity of thought Jennifer usually found so easy to obtain was elusive. Her mind was just spinning.
"Shazam! I am so good." Shots Garcia "I'm in Jennifer."
The two women quickly scan through the documents contained on the memory stick.
"Oh, my god." Gasps Jennifer falling to the floor in shock
Jennifer grasped her knees and buried her head into her arms, distraught at the information enclosed on the Memory stick. She was so distraught she didn't hear the door opening.
Garcia had called Derek and Emily down to her lair. Both agents instantly noticed the blonde on the floor.
Emily knelt at the side of Jennifer and gently lifted her head.
"Look at me, Jennifer, look at me." Emily gently told the distraught woman.
Frighted blue eyes locked onto Emily's brown eyes.
"You have to know I would never steal from you. Please tell me you do?" Pleaded the distraught blonde.
Emily brought her into a hug and just rubbed her back, trying to calm her down.
Derek reads the memory stick files and looks shocked.
"Emily, you need to see this." He told his partner
Emily lifted Jennifer and stood her up, moving her across to her partner without breaking contact with the troubled blonde. Emily slowly read the documents and realised someone was stealing her money.
"I have more documents in my briefcase that I found in the safety deposit body," Jennifer tells the group.
Garcia grabs the briefcase and pulls out the documents, and hands Emily the Breathalyser. Without thinking, Emily took the test and showed Jennifer the green light.
"I don't hate you, Jennifer. You have helped me so much over the last six months. I can't help acting out because my mother is involved…..No fucking way, she wouldn't stoop that low." Snarled Emily
"What?" Derek asked
"Garcia, could you please do a deep dive on my mother's finances?. Thank you." Emily asked
Garcia nodded in confirmation.
"You believe me?" Jennifer quietly asked.
"Yes, sweetheart, I might have been a bitch to you, but you have done nothing to help me. What instructions did my mother give you in regards to me?" A curious Emily asked
"To be strict and not bend any of your rules. Be a bitch…..she was using me, wasn't she, giving me a reason to steal your money. I'm going to prison, aren't I?" Jennifer burst into tears