Appointment with therapist,11:01
Appointment 12:09
Meeting with Jonathan Sidwell, 10:12
Appointment 13:55
Appointment 15:00
Meeting with the director of Plaza, 18:20
Two missed call from Spencer
Dinner with the Deputy Chief Dodds.
Lunch with Jessica and Olivia
Amy almost threw her computer out of the window. It was a stressful day with a lot of appointments for her boss but Bastiana is not here. She was supposed to be here two hours ago having a meeting with Wilson for the charity ball.
Charity Ball. All the lawyers form all the law firm in New York in the same room, Amy can see two endings for this night, a)Bastiana will kill everyone and b) have sex with everyone.
Her boss was not a fan of those things preferring to stay at home having a nice night with her family or having sex with a handsome stranger. All Amy could do was facepalm.
The secretary grapped the phone ordering a dress for her boss knowing that Bastiana will ''forget'' it to do it herself.
"Excuse me, are you Bastiana Wolf?" Amy looks up from her computer to see where the interruption is coming from. Right in front of her desk, is a delivery man, holding a huge bouquet of flowers.
Amy gets up from her chair and eagerly walks to where the delivery man is standing. She grabs the flowers in excitement.''I am her secretary, miss Wolf is not available.'' The delivery man shakes his head with a smile and leaves. Amy places the flowers on a spot on her Bastiana's desk so that everyone could see.
Two hours later and Amy is still hard at work. She's so busy scheduling Bastiana's meetings, checking in with Bastiana's brothers, and manning the desk, that Amy doesn't even notice the second delivery man coming up to her desk until he says, "Excuse me, miss."
''Are you Bastiana Wolf?''The delivery man asks.
"Her secretary" Once again Amy excitedly takes the flowers from the delivery man, "Lilies, her favorite!" She quickly thanks to the delivery man, and he leaves. Amy then places them next to the flowers that she had gotten earlier.
Wait for a second, another bouquet. Who the hell is the man who sends my boss flowers?
Donna opens the card that came with the flowers she received earlier, as predicted the card said that they were from Sonny. Amy then opens the card that was sent with the flowers that she just received. As she reads the note, an eyebrow had risen.
Wolf, I will make you the honor to let you be my date for the charity ball. H.S
As Amy finishes reading Harvey's card, Bastiana walks by Amy's desk, Amy quickly drops the card onto Bastiana's desk.
''I saw your call'' Bastiana says joyfully.
"That was three hours ago", Amy answers, annoyed, without lifting her eyes from her boss' flowers.
"If you knew what I was doing three hours ago, I don't think Wilson would've wanted to see me", Bastiana retorts, cocky.
"I think I know what you were doing three hours ago", Amy sighs, gazing at Bastiana.
"See, that's funny, 'cause I was late from all the sex", Bastiana grins, perfectly insufferable.
"When I said you should get things straight with your stress that's not what I had in mind'', Amy continues, unfazed.
"Bow chicka bow bow", Bastiana sing songs, dancing in front of Amy's desk.
"Nice flowers. From Travis?!"Bastiana said, trying her best to sound peppy.
Amy examined her face carefully. The only make up he could tell she was wearing was the concealer and maybe some powder but definitely not her normal routine. She really looked exhausted and stressed. The forced peppiness was just another tip-off. "Actually the flowers are for you. "
Bastiana nodded and stifled a yawn. "Oh really?"
Amy looked at her straight in the eye and reached out to brush a lock of hair behind her face. "Are you okay Boss?" Amy said, concern filling her voice.
Bastian looked at her secretary for a moment and thought about trying to cover it up but then she realized that she was just too tired tonight."I need a new phone and number"
"Why?"Amy asked, surprisingly calm.
"You are not my mother. I did not need to answer to you!"Bastiana said fairly firmly.
Amy shrugged. "Of course. I am sorry" At that she started to leave again since Blair hadn't said anything else. Amy of course wanted to stay with her, but Amy didn't want to push her. "See you later boss"
Bastiana glared at Amy before the collapse at her chair. She wanted to scream and punch something, she could not believe that she yelled at her most trusted person in her life after her twin. At first, she had to hire Amy because of Mike but after a few days, Amy was able to handle her moods and her schedule. The young woman became a friend to her and someone who can trust with her brothers, she does not let anyone in her boss' office, having her coffee at Bastiana's desk every day. Amy deserves an award for putting up with her.
After a few hours, Bastiana typed away tirelessly at her desk; she had been desperately trying to keep her mind occupied on her work.
"I can not believe those stupid idiots…"She growled to herself as she shut her laptop. She wants to leave the office and it was not even lunchtime.
No one had been ready to work at her firm, people kept asking Bastiana to help them, everything kept breaking and Bastiana tried hard not to chew everyone's head off.
"Sometimes, I wonder why I need people to work for me, it seems like they ask ME to do everything!"
Bastiana growled to herself jumping into her car wanting to see one of her brothers.
Her heels clicked on the floor of the SVU as she approached the warden's desk, the man looking up as she was escorted in.
"Miss Wolf," he greeted.
"You know me,?" She asked politely.
"It is not every day I meet a celebrity," the warden smiled.
Bastiana tilted her head. "I'm not famous."
"I saw you on news multiple times," the warden shook his head
''I am looking for my brothers'' Said the woman and the man pointed a room. Bastiana walked toward the room, stood there watching SVU and BAU's team working on a case.
''His comfort zone is around the Upper East Side'' said Rollins to her team while Reid looks at his phone.
''Unsub treats all the victims with care and love and killed them because they cannot full his fantasy. In his mind, the woman who the unsub wants is in love with him and want to marry him''
"How'd you get to that?" Finn asked them, furrowing his eyebrows.
"I saw a black circle around her finger," Reid joined in casually, not looking up at his phone.''Why Mike sent me a message for killing Dana?''He said, finally looking up.
''Logan has been attacked by Dana with a pillow, the woman is obsessives to find the perfect dress for the charity event.''Sonny said who was sitting next to his husband.''I spoke with my personal tailor and we will have our tuxedos in two days.''
''I thought that the charity is in a week from now?''Dodds asks.
''You will go to the charity event?''Olivia asks hearing their discussion.
''Well, I am a lawyer, my brother, and my sisters are lawyers'' Sonny said.''What about your boss?. I heard that a beautiful lawyer will kill to be her date at the event!''
Olivia's blush increased but didn't stop her from glaring at the young man.
''What the hell?''Reid asked in confusion.''You and my sister?''
Olivia choked on her coffee spitting and coughing in spasms. Finn sprung up and slid into her side of the booth rubbing her back."Are you okay? Breathe, Liv, Breath."
She regained her composure, immediately feeling her cheeks burn red.''Why everyone thinks that Bastiana and I are dating?''
''Bastiana Wolf?''Rollins spits the name out and hopes she doesn't sound like a jealous as she feels. Olivia blinks.
Hot jealousy raced through Hotch.
''You spent a lot of your time with her at her firm,'' Dodds replied simply.
''Going shopping together,'' Reid added.
''You met Dana and Lola'' Sonny smiled.
Olivia looked at them still in shock.
Olivia smiled flippantly at them.''I am dating Jessica Pearson.'' Everyone from her team and Reid looked shocked, but Olivia'd had enough. If her co-workers couldn't deal, well, she'd already been here longer than any of her other jobs. Besides, she could move with Jessica. She frowned at their shocked faces looking at her, "Problem?"
Finn sauntered into the circle, perching on the meeting's desk, "Oh, is she coming at the ball?" he asked
''You will meet her'' Olivia shook her head,'' I heard that Rita asked you to be her date''
''Cool.''Finn returned.
Rollins recovered first, "No problem, Liv. Just shocking."
Dodds didn't even look up, "I already knew. Not a problem."
Olivia nodded, "How about you, Sonny? Is it going to be a problem?"
Sonny shook his head easily, "Not at all, boss. Just to be clear that you are not dating my sister''
"Is there something wrong with dating me?''Said a female voice and all the head snapped at the door. Bastiana Wolf was stood at the doorway smiling at them and the brothers noticed her smile didn't reach her eyes. It never did, you see. Not when she was with her family not when she was by herself, not on a date, not at the court.
Olivia grinned,'' Hello, Bastiana''
She leaned in and kissed a startled Olivia on both cheeks.
''What are you doing here?''
''I am here you see my brothers and I wonder if you want to go with us for shopping?''Bastiana gasket eagerly.
"I see," Olivia replied slowly.''I don't know-''
''I will help you to impress Jessica. Something hot and black or red'' Bastiana interrupted.
''B!'' Liv said blushing shade of crimson.
''You will be sexy and pretty.''Bastiana gave Olivia a gentle smile, shaking her head.''Now, you three will stand there like idiots or give me a kiss and hug''
Sonny, Dodds, and Reid gave her a kiss and can't help but blush at their actions.
''What are you doing here?''Dodds blurted out.
''I brought lunch," Bastiana smiled, holding up a bag of food. All three men put on a million-watt smile.
''You brought..''Sonny wondered out loud.
''Turkey sandwich with provolone cheese, lettuce, mustard, and vinegar on rye bread. Side of cottage cheese.''
Dodds chuckled lightly. ''And..''
''Pastrami sandwich on rye bread with saurkraut, mustard. Side of salt and vinegar chips. Seltzer.''
''And..''Reid pleaded.
''Two hot dogs from the local hot doggery, with Texas sauce, onions, mustard. Side of French fries. ''
''You are a lifesaver, woman'' Dodds said excitedly. e's thrilled at the idea of Bastiana takes care of them.
''I want to talk with you, guys!'' Bastian said and Reid stood, with his eyes wide, as if he would stay frozen like that forever. Sonny's eyes and mouth dropped open in horror as he took a look at his husband. Dodds ' eyes widened in surprise.
''Dot worry guys, I will not hurt you.''Bastiana wide eyes stare into nothingness, a smile frozen in place. ''A lot.''
Olivia rolled her eyes. What a drama queen her friend was!
''You can use my office!''Olivia said and Bastiana nodded.
The lawyer walked toward Olivia's room while Reid, Sonny, and Dodds got up from their chair and followed like a duckling.
''It is like a group of little ducklings following their mother," Rossi said as Bastiana had sat in the chair looking downright regal and aloof.
Both team were watching as the boys stood around Bastiana and like acting like the spoiled child who gets caught with his hand in the proverbial cookie jar.
They knew they should loos away, let Bastiana, Reid, Dodds, and Sonny have their privacy, and throw away their desire to turn on the interrogation room speaker.
They were watching Bastiana rose an eyebrow while the boys took a step back and Hotch watched, mesmerized as Bastiana threw his head back and laughed, looking like something straight out of a beautiful dream.
''They acting like Bastiana will kill them.''Rollins began.
Morgan was confused'' I can't understand why she is here. Something is wrong!.''
Prentiss, overhearing this conversation, piped in…"Derek. Just because you don't understand physics jokes doesn't mean you should deny them their fun."
Morgan shook his head in frustration. He wasn't seeing things. Something was going on.
Unknown to everyone, Hotch could not take his eyes away from Bastiana. She has a smile on her face but he swore he could see the vein in Bastiana's forehead throb and being angry suited her, her eyes got even bluer, the line of her face tighter, more intense.
"Here."
Hotch looked up just in time to see Rossi thrust a coffee into his face. He took it promptly for fear of it spilling all over him. "Thanks," he murmured absently.
Rossi had decided to bring a coffee to his dear friend would do them both some good. But if you asked Hotch, he was just fine;
But at the moment he was preoccupied because he would swear up and down that the person sitting at the other side of the wall m, looking quite sullen, was none other than Bastiana Wolf.
''She looked happy to see her brothers. Now, why acting like she wants to kill them?'' he wondered to himself. If so, it did not look like she was enjoying it.
"What's with you?" Rossi broke his reverie.
Startled, he looked at him to see that the man was eyeing him suspiciously. "Hmm… oh, nothing… nothing."
Dave raised an eyebrow at him, then to Hotch's horror he followed his earlier line of sight. Hotch held his breath, hoping the older agent wouldn't notice which he was looking at. But it was hard not to. She looked pretty, as usual, dressed in a pair of dark jeans and a red t-shirt. But it wasn't what she was wearing or what she looked like that drew you into her today. No. She just looked too… sad. And he, himself, had the strong urge to go over there and make her… happy.
If only the teams weren't here…
"She's pretty," Rossi approved. "You should go talk to her."
Hotch let out a groan.
Rossi stated. "What's wrong with giving it a shot? If you won't I will."
''She is Reid's sister!''Hotch blurted out quickly.
''And?''
''You remember what Reid said to Morgan when he asked about Bastiana?''Hotch stuttered out. Talk about awkward.''We had a date a few days ago!''
''What?''Rossi said in surprise.''The dinner about Garcia was a date?. I knew it!''
Hotch frowned. "Not that day. Three days later, actually," he felt the need to correct, which earned him another look from his friend. "Look, I'm not going to say hi, she is talking with her brothers!''
They glanced back at Bastiana. She had not moved an inch. "She's," Rossi started pointedly, "talking?"
Hotch grimaced. Well, she had said she'd probably not have a nice chat. Still…
Bastiana slammed her fists down on the desk and kicked the chair away causing the brothers jum and the teams to look at them. Hotch continued to frown as he watched a very reluctant looking Bastiana glaring over to the trio. Something wasn't right. He sure couldn't claim to know Bastiana, not after two meetings and a phone call, but he knew that the woman he saw across the room was not the same angry person he'd met.
"Aaron?" Rossi said concernedly.
Once again, startled out of his thoughts, he attempted to pry his attention away from the dark-haired beauty.
"Sorry," he mumbled.
Rossi didn't say anything. And Hotch turned back to watch the group. It was quite apparent that Bastiana wasn't comfortable; her body language said it all.
She stood off from the group, leaning towards Dodds who'd called her over. Her arms were crossed over her chest as if attempting to protect herself. And as the seconds flew by she was becoming more and more uncomfortable.
"Maybe you should go over there," Dave suggested.
Hotch nodded his head but hesitated. He knew he was overthinking things. But, really, who was he to Bastiana to butt in? He was only the boss of one of her brothers, after all.
''M-maybe will have to save them!''Rollins stuttered out.
''I don't have her to sue me.''Prentiss blurted out quickly.''After all, it seems that it is a family business.''
From the other side of the wall, Sonny, Dodds, and Reid stood side by side and staring at their sister in silence while her eyes scanning them.
''Dear brothers'' The first words of Bastiana before flood her questions.
''Are you here to kill us?''
''You want to talk about Neal's case?''
''I was not aware of that''
''QUIET' 'said Bastiana and no one dared to speak after this as they know the temper of the woman.''I am not here to talk about Neal and his fucking case. We will talk about it when I fucking want to!''
''Then, why are you here?''
''I am here to ask your father on a date'' said Bastiana in a serious mood.
They looked for each other for a few minutes and then spoke with fear of their voices. ''WHAT?''
Bastian threw her hand laughing watching her brother's eyes went wide. It was shocking for everyone that Captain Dodds and Bastiana get along from their first meeting. The two of them have grown fond of each other and have mutual respect, they love their family and Dodds treats Bastiana as a family from their first meeting. They were tough during their work and Dodds never criticized Bastiana being a defense lawyer. Dodds was happy that Bastiana considered Mike as another son taking him under her wing to protect and care for him. Dana, Logan, Neal, Spencer, Mike, Lola, and Sonny love Captain Dodds like a father and will be weird if Bastiana and he start date.
''I am kidding!''Bastiana said.''After all, I don't need a date.''
''So?''
''You!''Bastiana pointing at Reid with her finger'' Out''
Reid rushed out of the office, fearing what would happen if he would be left with Bastiana.
''I am not going to kill you, guys. You know that, right?''Bastiana asked as he rubbed her tired eyes.
''I want you to inform you of something.''
They find themselves starting to grow very concerned. But it was nothing to worry about, right?
''I am leaving.''Bastiana's voice was ice, hard, cold, cruel ice slicing their heart in two.
There were a couple of moments of silence, and suddenly it hit them.
''W-what?''Dodds stuttered out.
Sonny felt cond hands gripping his heart and squeeze.
She mentally had to facepalm as she quickly sat back in the seat.''Not like that."
Sonny felt a wave of relief wash through him at the word of Bastiana. She hesitates for a moment before leaning to the desk, saying.''Carter Verone called me two days ago saying that he wants my help with Dominic Torreto and FBI.''
Sonny didn't have to think for more than a nanosecond.''Carter went ballistic with Toretto near to Brian knowing that Toretto wants Brian back and the FBI wants to put Carter in jail.''
''You know him ''Bastiana said.
''When are you leaving,Bastiana?''
Bastiana snapped back to attention at the mention of her name.
''Today''
Mike turned to Bastiana. "How long will you be away?"
The woman took a moment to ponder her answer. "With the development of the case and FBI, it's-"
Sonny cut across her. "How long?"
She shook her head.''Ι don't know''
''What?'Asked an angry Mike Dodds.
Being angry at Bastian did not stop Dodds from reaching his husband and tries to comfort him by rubbing his hand up and down his back. The woman could not look at the eyes of her brother, not wanting to see the pain which she caused. Sonny was close to tears and guilt wrenched at her heart and at the same wondered how can Dodds sit there, helping and touching her brother when Bastiana cannot even touch her own brother's scraped skin? Cannot touch her own flesh and blood? How can she be such a coward, so weak in the face of this?
''You have to fucking kidding me!. What is wrong with you?. You will skip our anniversary party, our family time for work? For the love of God, woman'' Dodds stopped talking, his face rigid, furious.
'Maybe Sonny has the right to say that to me. Maybe.' Her eyes hurled blue sparks at him, 'But you? You don't, so shut your mouth, little boy.'
Bastiana turns and walks out of the room.
Hotch had watched Bastiana when she walked away. Her back straight, her dark brown long hair flowing over her shoulders and moving along her body with every step she took.
He had called out her name, and she had turned around. Right at that moment, he had felt like a stupid idiot. He had no fucking clue what to say in the first place and he took the easy way out, by nodding at her. Cursing at himself for what the hell he was thinking. But to his surprise, she smiled at him. Bastiana Wolf fucking smiled at him. It was a warm smile, a smile that reached her clear eyes and went straight to his gut. Holy hell.
''Bastiana'' Reid shouted.
He made to go after her, but Olivia stepped in his way. She glared down at the smallish man.
"Let me go talk to her," she ordered him.
"Wh—" she began.
Hotch stepped in front of her, taking over, as she turned to go after the lawyer. Olivia had no idea what had just happened. But she sure hoped Bastiana was all right.
As Olivia run after Bastiana, no one noticed expect Rossi that Hotch slipped out of the room. Both of the leaders walk through the precinct spilled as Benson turned left while Hotch turned to the right and the sighting is no more than a momentary glimpse. He sees lots of brown curls and flashing blue eyes.
He runs after her while Benson came face to face with an empty corridor. The woman sighed, praying that her friend would be okay. She had noticed that during her chat with her brothers,Bastiana was sad and her two detectives angry at her, the woman wants to know what the hell happened but everyone knows Sonny and Dodds will not tell to them.
Benson walks back to the meeting room came face to face with Rollins. She had to suppress his irritation as he looked at the woman who makes goo-goo eyes at her.
"She is ok?"Rollins asks and Benson almost rolled her eyes at the fake worry of the blonde. It was not secret that Rollins eas not a big fan of Bastiana Wolf and once made the mistake to insult the woman in-from of Captain Dodds, the man put her in her place and almost fired her.
"Is everything ok?"Benson questioned.
Rollins nodded, "I just want to ask you one question." She avoided Olivia's eyes, "Why didn't you tell me you were gay?"
Olivia was confused, "Um, that's not something someone in my line of work usually admits. You never asked. The thing with Jessica is new and I did not want everyone to know about that, only Barba who is my best friend and Bastiana because she set me up with her. Is this going to be a problem, Rollins?"
Rollins shook her head, "Not a problem, Liv, ever." He looked into Olivia's eyes, "I just wish you'd told me."
"Why?" Benson asked.
"Because I would have done something about it years ago," Rollins admitted, leaning into Olivia's personal space.
Olivia backed up, sighing. There was a time... "No, Rollins. No. Go back to the meeting room. I'm going away to call Bastiana. I'll be back in a few minutes. This," she gestured between himself and Rollins, "never happened."
Rollins' face fell but nodded."Am I going to get to meet her?"
Olivia smiled, "Maybe. One day. Not now, though." She stepped through the door and locked it behind him. "I will try to call Bastiana."
Rollins nodded, "How long have you been with him?" How close had she come?
Benson smiled, "Four weeks," she responded instantaneously.
Her boss's prompt answer told her how serious the relationship was, but she couldn't help himself, "So it's serious then?"
Benson nodded, "Yeah, Amanda," she returned as she walked down the stairs.
Rollins took her simple answer to heart. She'd missed this big time. "I'll see you in the meeting room?"
Olivia turned to face Amanda, "I'll be back," she reassured.
Outside of the building when he had followed Bastiana out of the room, he had told himself it was only to make sure she was okay. He took by surprise when Bastiana had shown up at the SVU looking for her brothers and was not able to take his eyes away from her. Looking just at her during her talking with her brothers he knew that she was beyond upset from her look. He knew this because she had been standing in front of him so many times, her eyes filled with that same anger and challenge. Only this time those looks had not been for him. It had been the first time he had watched Bastiana so enraged when she was talking to her brothers.
He had watched Bastiana walking away from her brothers, his eyes following her, as she had been disappearing into the elevator. The obvious hurt on her face, her shoulders filled with tension, the usual swing in her hips missing. It gave him a cold jolt in his stomach.
Hotch made his way through the corridor as he was pulled in Bastiana's direction. He just needed to know if she was alright. He knew without a single doubt he was the last person she wanted to see and she would give him hell, in a way only this woman could. But as always, he could not walk away from her. Hotch was not able to feel indifference when it came to her.
He followed her tracks and could hear her cries and heavy breathing full of panic before he could see her. It cut through him like a knife. He carefully approached her and saw how she was almost collapsing, her hand against a wall for support, fighting for some control. Trying her hardest to push some air into her lungs. The Bastiana he knew was always aware of her surroundings. The fact that she had not heard him approaching, made his concern grow even more.
He knew he was going to pay for this later, but now, now everything that mattered to him was Bastiaan. He cursed something to himself under his breath for his own stupidity for doing this, when he took a step forward to her.
And then, without thinking it through any longer he slowly put his hands on her shoulders. And he waited. She did respond, taking a step away from him and looked him with a cold gaze.
"Hi," he greeted slowly, concern written all over his face.
Great, she thought, no chance in acting completely normal, now.
"I'm fine," she blurted out quickly.
His mouth quirked upwards, not quite into a smile, but close enough. He pushed the door open wider, stepping inside. "Didn't think you weren't…" he assured. "I wanted to see you if you are ok!.''
She stared at the man a moment, taking in his words. It was clear to her that he'd seen what had just happened and yet… he wasn't pressuring her for answers. She suddenly liked him all the more.
"I don't know what just happened," she once again spits out without thinking. Bastiana had a sudden urge to cover her mouth with both hands. Here he was, giving her a chance to glance over it and she was still talking about it.
"I know," he said, voice gentle. ''Tell me about it.!''
"Why do you care?" she asked fixing him with a hard stare.
''I just do.''He said with a soft voice.
The icy, angry glint in Bastiana's eyes faded a little.
He held out a hand towards her."Why don't I take you for a coffee?
She stared at his proffered hand. Bastiana didn't get the same crept out feeling she'd gotten when strangers men touch her. On the contrary, she really wanted to seize Aaron's hand and never let go. She didn't have time to ponder why that was and instead nodded her head once. Her hand landed in his right after. He gave her a smile, and she couldn't help but smile back, enjoying the warmness of his hand.
Hotch let out a small sigh of relief when she took his hand and didn't recoil from it. Judging by her actions today there had been the possibility that she would have. He hated profiling people he knew, family and friends, but it was a hard skill to turn off, and he knew without a shadow of a doubt that something had happened with her brothers to cause today's reaction. But he would not press her for it, as he knew her brothers would. What she needed at the moment was comfort, not pressure. And that's what he'd offer her.
He led the small woman to a cafe near to SVU's building; he enjoyed how her small hand felt encased by his larger one, a feeling he tried to push away. They entered the cafe to some stares, but for the most part, everyone was minding their own business. They walk into the cafe. "Table for two please."
"Right this way." A young-looking waiter says.
"Come Bastiana," Hotch says, leading Bastiana with a hand on the small of her back.
Hotch gets led to the table. "What can I get you guys?" The waiter asks, looking at Bastiana with a little glint.
"I'll have a black coffee," Hotch says, not liking the glint the guy gave Bastian.
"I'll have a coffee with triple whip, double fat, extra shot mocha latte with caramel," Bastiana says flirtatious.
The waiter walks away to get them their drinks.
''That is your coffee?''Hotch says, clearly shocked.
''I had a difficult day and I just fought with my brothers. After our little meeting, I have to face an asshole because he tried to steal my clients.''The woman said grumpily.
''You are cute when you are grumpy!,'' Hotch says chuckling.
Bastiana blushes.''I am not cute. I am evil and dangerous.''
"Οk." The waiter comes with their drinks.
Bastiana giggles.''Thank''
The waiter leans down and whispers something in her ear, causing her to smirk wide. Then he smirks and walks away. "What did he say?" Hotch says, looking like he was ready to kill someone.
''Trust me.''Bastiana says, giggling again.''You don't want to know.''
Bastiana grapped the box of sugar and she was certain that Hotch was going to be sick when he saw how much sugar the woman poured into her coffee. "You want some coffee with that sugar, Bastiana?" Hotch asked with a nervous laugh.
Bastiana smiled. "That's what my secretary asks me all the time," she said as if that was the correct answer.
They sat in comfortable silence for a little while Bastiana suddenly broke the silence, though her voice was barely above a whisper.
''Thank you.''
He took his gaze off the coffee for a moment to see that she was watching him with her warm blue eyes. He held her gaze a moment more, a feeling passing between them before he had to look away for fear of losing control of his emotions and more.
"You're welcome," he said because brushing it off wouldn't have been right. He had been there for her when she needed him, he would not trivialize her feelings.
"I… I…" she began, stuttering out her uncertainty. "I… just lost it, I guess… They didn't do anything wrong—"
"They yelled at you," Hotch denied; a man (especially her brothers)had to be more aware, to know when to back off.
She shook her head. "Not on purpose… I just…"
Bastiana was struggling, he could see. He let his hand fall onto her forearm, hoping to comfort her. A tingle went up to his spine. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw her glance at his hand on her bare skin. And then she was catching his eye.
"You don't have to say more…" he stopped her, wanting to assure that his rescue did not come with conditions.
She nodded briefly, letting out a small sigh. Her hand on the opposite arm came to cover his own, giving him a pat that he enjoyed far too much. She gave him a shy smile and then let go.
''I choose work over them.''
Hotch saw the shame in his eyes and knew how she was feeling. His ex-wife and he had a happy marriage, but their relationship began to suffer due to Hotch's commitment to his demanding job. Haley complained that he hadn't made time for her and never answered her calls during a case. He hadn't always answered her phone calls; sometimes he was simply focused on the case and didn't want to break his concentration. He really couldn't remember being the one to call Haley while he was away on a case.
Bastiana saw the change in Aaron's expression.
Thus, her tone was significantly more gentle when she said, ''I am leaving for Miami to save an old friend's ass. Sonny and Mike have prepared a party for their anniversary which is in two days and I will miss it!.''
''They are angry at you.''Hotch he commented.
She smiled.''Thank you captain obvious.''
Hotch returned her smile.
''The only thing I know is to work.'' The woman bit out each word, standing eye to eye with her. ''They don't fucking understand me. I work for them, I have been working my ass for years for them. They don't know but I paid Spencer's college, Sonny's special school, and gave money to that fucking bitch of a grandmother to raise Michael.''
''They know?''Hotch asked in concern.
At this, Bastiana glanced at the ground before hesitantly meeting Aaron's gaze.''Of course not. they think that I am a rich, selfish, cold-hearted, uncaring, and power-hungry tyrannical with a law firm.''
Aaron swallowed with difficulty, feeling, for the second time that day, like he'd just been sucker-punched.''You love them. They know that!.''
Bastiana nodded, once again the stoic woman that Aaron knew. A phone rings a strange ring tinny and old sounding. The man looks around Bastiana dives into her bag and pulls out a second cell phone. he answers
"Hello?"
''I am fine, Olivia'''
''No. You cannot kill them.''
Hotch sat quietly on his end watching Bastiana's raucous laughter slowly died down to giggles
''Because it is my job''
She mumbles something into the phone and then hung up and with a strangle laugh, she throw her head back.
''I love this woman,''Bastiana said with a smile.
Hotch looked Bastiana in the eyes with a big smile on his face.''Offer to kill your brothers?''
Bastiana nodded, sliding her impenetrable "lawyer" mask into place. ''Yes. I will help her hide the bodies.''
''You will be ok?'' Hotch questioned conversationally,
Bastiana stared at Hotch for a long time'' It will need something more than my angry brothers to put me down.''
Hotch looks at the blue changing in Bastiana's eyes, and he is hit by how god damn beautiful she is like this, a real smile, that smashes down that wall he sees around her. And he sees her. And he realizes how few times he actually sees her smile. And how much he fucking hates that.
''Have you ever talk to them about that?''
Bastiana glanced back at him over her shoulder.''About what?. Our history is complicated and we have betrayed, kill, hate, and hurt each other simply for our own amusement.''
The man was watching her, his face seemingly unguarded. "I didn't mean to upset you Bastiana." His voice was surprisingly kind in the circumstances. It just made her want to yell. She fought to get herself under control.''You will miss their-''
''It will not be the first time'' She blurted out, cutting him off. ''I have missed birthday, anniversaries, parties, family nights because of my work. I don't understand!''
''I know'' There it was, that soft, understanding voice. He'd been able to pick up on what she was really upset about without even trying.'' I had the same problem with my wife.''
''It is not the same'' The woman snapped.''You were married,committed to a woman. My brothers don't need me, have their own families. We keep moving but..''
''Not on the same path.''Suddenly his hand was covering hers on the table, squeezing it. She didn't pull away.
''I had the same problem with my ex-wife''
She nodded, saying nothing.
''She wanted kids and family but I was not ready. I wanted to make a name for myself, not be at desk duty putting up with paperwork.''He said softly,'' Just like you, the only thing I know is to work.''
''Something is wrong with us!''Bastiana had a huge smile on her face and it made him laugh a little. Hotch glanced at his watch and realized to his astonishment how much time had passed.
''I have to go back'' He said.
''Me too'' She said gripping her bag.''My driver is there''
He so wanted to extend their time together today, but he knew anything more than talk with her could be deemed inappropriate. As she turned towards the door, hand reaching for the door handle, he knew their time was coming to a close. His mind screamed for him to stop her.
"Well—" she began.
"Why don't I walk you to the car?" he suggested abruptly.
She didn't say anything in response but just nodded her head, looking pleased. They stepped out of the cafe Hotch joining her on the sidewalk before gesturing for her to lead the way. He really wanted to ask her where she will be next, but they'd reached her car.
"Well…" he began slowly, "… here you are, safe and sound."
He mentally cringed at his words; could he sound anymore lame?
She smirked at him, and he realized that she must suspect, at least, that walking her towards the car was an excuse. Why he couldn't control his mouth or actions around this woman, he had no idea.
"Thanks again, Aaron, for…" she started, "… everything."
He shot her a warm smile. He couldn't remember the last time he'd smiled so much when not around his son. "It was no problem," he assured. "I was glad I was there to help."
Hotch did not feel the need to say anymore. He saw the shadow pass across her face and he caught her eye hoping to reassure her with a simple look. When her eyes lit up, he knew they were heading towards the iffy territory.
"Me too…" she murmured.
A pregnant silence filled the air between them. Gazes locked; for the life of him, he could not remember why he wasn't supposed to feel this way about the pretty woman in front of him. He had the strong urge to take his fingers and run them through her long, dark brown hair, to touch her cheek, hear her sigh at his touch.
''I have to go.'' she murmured quietly.
''Right''
He started off down the short pathway;
Hotch making his way towards the building
Bastiana stared at his retreating back. "Wait" she called to him. Hotch stopped and turned slightly towards her. She walked to him and took his hand in hers. She looked at the callouses that covered his hand. She looked from his hand and into his eyes. Her head moved towards his and she very gently placed a kiss upon his cheek. "Thank you" she whispered in his ear. She let go of his hand and made her way towards her car wondering what the hell had come over her.
''This family makes me want to murder people'Mike remarked in her usual bored tone, setting a card down before frowning and shuffling them back over a table.
"That combo would have too many holes in it," Mike muttered to himself. Sonny glared at him, tempted to snap at his to mind his own business, but that would mean acknowledging he had spoken. He glanced at his younger brother out of the corner of his eye and saw him smirk, knowing he had heard him.
"Why are you here again?" he growled.
Mike was obviously trying not to laugh at him when he replied, "Logan and Lola have appropriated our condo to calm down Dodds. I needed somewhere to focus, but your sulking is distracting me."
"Then go somewhere else," he snapped, but aside from rolling his eyes, Mike didn't react.
"What did you even fight about?" The fake lawyer finally asked, setting his card down and turning to face him fully.
"It's none of your business." He refused to face Mike, determined to ignore him until she gives up.
"You don't even remember, do you?" Mike asked, and when Sonny turned to glare at him he saw the smirk was gone, eyes sharp and serious on his face. Mike sighed in disappointment, and he bristled at the sound. Like he cared if his young brother was disappointed in him or not. Mike stood from the couch to take a seat in one of the chairs in front of his desk, crossing one leg over the other and settling in.
"It's none of your business," Sonny repeated, low and threatening.
"How is this helping you?"
Sonny froze.
"Excuse me?"
"How is this helping you?" Mike repeated, leaning forward to lean his elbow on the table and Mike chin on his hand. "You fought, and you're refusing to apologize or even talk to Mike. It's obviously not making you happy." Sonny gritted his teeth, determined not to look away like he wanted to.
"He's being unreasonable."
"Okay," Mike replies, and Sonny is surprised by his lack of argument. "So are you avoiding him to keep from fighting, or to not apologize?"
"What makes you think I need to apologize?" he snapped defensively.
"Because fights between you two are rarely one-sided."
Sonny's hands curled tightly into fists and he looked away. He hated when Mike or Spencer was right. Mike stood and walked around the desk briefly to lay a hand on his shoulder.
"Is it really that hard to talk to Mike?" He asked, gentle in a way he so rarely was. He wanted to be offended—he didn't need anyone to go easy on him—but all the fighting had been catching up to him.
He relaxed a little, not by a lot, but enough.
"He acts like he knows everything about me." Instead of replying, Mike patted him lightly on the shoulder and walked away, scooping up his card on his way to the door.
''He wants a baby,'' Sonny exclaimed, exasperated.
The light-haired lawyer frozen on the door, his jaw dropped and his eyes wide while looking at his brother.
"What?" Mike replied, unaware of his brother flustered-ness.'"A BABY?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN "A BABY"?!"
Sonny gave him "the look" as she spoke. "I mean a baby. You know, one of those tiny things that cry, poop, and suck on my breast, poop some more, cry some more, sleep, wake, and repeat? Usually, get delivered wrinkled, and covered in pink and purple goo whilst screaming bloody murder? You act like a really big one sometimes? Ring a bell?"
Glaring at his brother Mike growled at him. "I KNOW what a bloody baby is brother! I just don't understand how you're having one!"
Raising an eyebrow, Sonny primly spoke. ''I am not pregnant!''
Mike paused. "Wait. That means Michael's pregnant?"'
Sonny just gave him an irritated look.
''You don't want a baby'' Mike said reading his brother's expression.''Why?''
Why?. It was not that Sonny hates kids but absolutely hated being the mess that came with them. The tears, the dirty sails, late nights, the fear. Dominic 'Sonny' Ross (Carisi) was afraid to have kids because of his parents. James and Nina Ross were not good parental figures to look up, they were selfies and strict and persistent people. They were cruel to them, especially Neal and Bastiana as the elders of the family. They sent them away to their late grandfather which he forced them to spend all his time studying and forgoing any of the joy or fun that was usually associated with childhood. Sonny was the only person in which he saw the scars in their bodies and the only who remembered who cruel and cold people were their parents. He spent his childhood with his aunt Ara (his father sister) at Seattle while Bastiana and Neal were dying.
Sonny wants to laugh. Mike and Spencer saw the soft side of their parents, they were their gold boys, their favorites while Sonny, Bastiana, and Neal were in the shadows, watching and plotting. The three older siblings were happy when their parents had died and worn a mask during their funeral, trying to hide their smirk while Spencer and Mike were crying their eyes out.
Because of their parents, Sonny does not want a baby.
''What are you going to do?''
"How do you tell someone you can't have a child because you're afraid you're going to hurt it? That you'll find some way to put your needs before theirs because that's what your parents did to you. That you're toxic and broken and a Ross, and that's just what we do."
Sonny needs validation. Reid believes in her older brother, and the doctor knows Dodds believes in Sonny too. So, Spencer tells her brother.''"Listen to me. We may be damaged, but we are not doomed to repeat our parents' mistakes. After everything that we've been through, none of us would see a child of ours suffer just to ease our own pain. Besides, Sonny, we always put your family in front of ourselves. You can break the pattern."
Mike paused for a few seconds, and then his face dawned with realization and he began to laugh, rolling his eyes up to the ceiling.
"What the fuck could be funny?"
Mike had a huge, shit-eating grin on his face as he explained,'' I want to see the face of Bastiana when we tell her that" he gestured, then continued,'' Aunt Bastiana!'' Mike shook his head. "Grandma Bastiana!''
Sonny burst out laughing as soon as Mike left.
The first thing Harvey saw when he walked into his office was legs. Long, milky legs. Bastiana as sitting in his chair with her legs comfortably resting on top of the wooden desk. She was wearing a navy blue dress and nude pumps. He was sure they were Louboutins with the infamous red bottom.
''Wolf'' Harvey spoke, trying to avoid staring at her legs, ''What the fuck you want?''
''Let start with my client'' Bastiana replied while sipping a glass of scotch. His scotch.
''He is mine, now'' Harvey said with a tone while raising his eyebrow. He walked up and poured himself a drink before sitting across from Bastiana in a chair.
''How the fuck you closed him?''Bastiana stated, referring to her client, Valentine Collins while swallowing the rest of the liquid in her glass.
''I am better than you!''Harvey said with a smirk.
"I think you've had enough, Specter," Bastiana said, reaching for the glass, but Harvey slapped her hand away.
Taking a sip of his drink and eyeing Bastiana up and down.
''You look good at this dress'' He said with a charming smile.
"I know it does," She mused, smirking. "That's why I'm wearing it."
"I bet it would look better on my bedroom floor." Bastiana laughed at that, downing her glass and eyeing him up and down. She placed her glass on the table.
"Is that the best you got, Lecter?" She teased leaning closer to him.
"Oh I have better," he placed a hand on her hip, brushing his thumb over the fabric. "So, so much better."
''I will never sleep with you!'' Bastiana challenged.
A grin spread on Harvey's lips and a chuckle escaped his throat. He was used to dumb women practically falling over and fainting at the sight of him and there was something about Bastiana's refusal to fawn over him that made her oh so appealing.
''Never say never!'' He responded with a casual shrug.
She rolled her eyes at him and shook her head in disbelief for a second before she said,'' I want my client back''
Harvey shot her a beaming grin that was bright enough to be used as a signal flare."Well, there might be a small price,"
"If you say that it's sleeping with you, then I will punch you… In your face," Bastiana warned him. "And we both know how much you care about your appearance. Somehow a lawyer with a black eye doesn't seem like it would go over well."
Harvey's smile only grew in size. "Actually, the only stipulation is that you have to admit that you find me attractive."
"Ooh, stipulation. That's a big word for a man, I thought that you were all supposed to be dumb," she teased.
"I guess not," he agreed.
"What about my client, Specter?!"Bastiana looked at him, her eyes serious. Waiting for an explanation.
"He wanted the best."Then he paused, and smirked triumphantly."He got me!"
She ignored his words and walked past him, putting her hands on her sides as she smirked at him."Your ego is massive."
"That's not the only thing," Harvey smirked filling his glass again. Bastiana nodded her head, raising her glass in Harvey's direction,
"Specter!" Bastiana said, never taking her eyes from him, "You're unbelievable."
Harvey nodded refilling their glasses before picking his glass and the bottle up off the table.
"That's what my lady friends say." Harvey laughed with a low bark.
"What is the second thing?" he asked archly.
"What?"
"You said `let start with my client` Bastiana went to speak so he quickly continued," What is the second thing you want"
They would just stand there locking eyes on each other without any emotion on their faces.
"Your dick,"Bastiana said giving him an innocent smile.
Harvey laughed before he smiled at her."I knew it that you want me."
His behavior makes her smile before that smile fades and the coldness was back.
"On a silver plate."Bastiana was leaning against the door frame, looking friendly and approachable. Harvey knew better than to trust it.
"You're the devil in disguise, it is what you are," Harvey said over his shoulder.
"Nah, more like a witch. Maybe if you're lucky I'll show you my broom-riding techniques," she replied with a smirk."You have to be careful because you can fell and die."
'And that would be a bad thing?' Harvey asked, his voice raspy when he watched fire come back into her eyes.
'I don't know,' Bastiana frowned at him, 'I kind of gotten used to dealing with your smug face on a daily basis.'
And then, she grinned at him. It was a small smirk, but it made Harvey shake his head while he had to bite his tongue to not smile a stupid grin back at her.
"Maybe I just stay away from you "
From the look on Bastiana's face he thought for sure she was going to shoot him down but had instead surprised the shit out of him when she said, "I think that's the most intelligent thing I've ever heard you say, Specter. It's scary as hell, but incredibly accurate."
She glanced out the window towards the blue sky. There was not a building or a tree in sight, and there were no artificial lights anywhere. Thus, the sky was dotted with millions of stars. She wondered how anyone was able to tell them apart. To her, they all looked the same. Some shone slightly brighter than others, but she could barely tell one from the others. 'Well, all the best in finding your home planet.'
He called her name twice with no response.
"Wolf," he said raising his voice and snapping his fingers in front of her face.
She jumped."What?"
"That was the third time I called your name." He replied calmly.
"I'm thinking."
Harvey rolled his eyes, sighing dramatically."You know how bad that is for you."
"Do me a favor and lose the sense of humor."Bastiana returned with vague sarcasm, grinning at Harvey's nod.
"Do us both a favor, and buy one," Harvey smirked.
"Yeah, Yeah. I'm a fucking Comedian!" she said, doing an exaggerated bow.
"Ok, what-"but he was cut off by Bastiana's ringtone.
"Amy?"
...
"Frist class, of course"
..
"Buy a gift for them."
...
"See you in five days, dear"
When she hung up the phone she noticed Harvey staring at her.
"What!" she snapped.
"You are leaving?"Harvey asked her what every part of his body was itching to find out
"I have a friend which his ass needs to be saved."
"Well, then we must go straight away!" Harvey said sarcastically.
"What is the problem?"
"Some kind of a stupid and creepy love triangle,"Bastiana replied Harvey, widened her eyes dramatically.
"I am against having emotions."Harvey takes another sip of his whiskey.
"Same but everything for a friend."Bastiana shrugged while Harvey looked at her lustfully, "My friend`s husband is a former fed which before meeting my friend, he was undercover but he got fond of him and let gum go with the result to lose his job. After that, the ex-Agent went undercover to send a drug lord behind the bars but they got married and now, after five years, the man who made the Agent lose his job is back trying to win him back but but unfortunately for him, that spot next to his his taken, and Carter would fight tooth and nail and sword and fist before he allowed anyone else to take it."
"Who is this guy? You make him sound like Helen of Troy."
Bastiana snickered, imagining Brian O'Conner's face if he heard that analogy to his face. She would imagine that she would be restraining Brian from punching him in the face. For such a delicate looking guy - it was the curls; he could sure pack a punch.
"What he wants you to do?"Harvey asks."Put him in jail?"
Bastiana looked smug, " I have put people in jail for less"
"But lucky me, he wants help to hide a body"
She's messing with him, that's the only possibility, he thinks. Yet he knows it isn't true, he knows it's his twisted mind that is interpreting her actions as teases.
He raised the glass of whiskey to his lips, sipping slowly, just managing to keep the wince off his face from the hard bite of the alcohol across his tongue. All the while he kept his eyes on the woman sitting across from her. Bastiana Wolf. He couldn't shake hee. Ever since he found her, tried to beat her and lost, she'd been a constant shadow.
Or more pain in the ass.
"Do I have something on my face Specter, or am I just that beautiful?" Bastiana asked roguishly.
Blinking, Harvey felt a blushing light his cheeks. "What?" he asked stupidly.
Chuckling, Bastian drained her glass, and reached for the bottle in the middle of the table, slowly pouring herself another shot. "You haven't taken your eyes off of me all for five minutes straight. All this attention gives a woman ideas."
Harvey grimaced, not bothering with a response. He looked away, swinging his hand purposefully to try hiding his blush, but from the corner of his eye, she saw her smile widen and knew he'd failed.
"Do I make you nervous Specter?" Bastiana asked innocently.
"I took one of your richer clients!" Harvey said with a smirk.
Bastiana leaned back in her chair, arms crossed. Her smile quickly disappeared, and she was clearly upset because she knew that Harvey just threw that taunting back in her face.
"You are not even upset"Harvey stood there stunned. The woman does not even blink by this information or get angry with him. But that wasn't the real reason he was stunned. He knew that she had still hated him, but he had thought she will fight for her client.
"I will not waste my time with you"Bastiana interrupted his thoughts. He had not realized it, but his expression had turned to a frown.
Bastiana rose from the table and began walking towards the exit.
"I stole three clients of yours"
Harvey had a dumbfounded look on his face, watching the swing of Bastiana's hips moving as she was walking away from him.
Wait for a second, she had just admitted?!
It had taken Mike a moment after his eyes opened to realize what had pulled him out of his sleeping state. The sound of someone knock the door, He slowly climbed away from the bed, careful not to wake Logan from sleeping behind him. He stilled for a moment as Logan shifted in his sleep, sinking farther over the warmed part of the mattress that Mike was previously laying on. Once he was sure that Logan hadn't woken up, Mike shuffled across the exit from their bedroom walking toward the door.
Honestly, if it was Spencer calling cuz Lola kicked him out (again) at whatever ungodly hour of the night it was Mike was gonna -
"Mike"
Facepalm.
"What are you doing here Harvey?" He finally asked.
"Give you this" It was the only answer from the older man.
Mike found himself with a big file in his hands. Blue and heavey.
"I am not-.."
"I don't care," Harvey cut him sharp."I want them until tomorrow"
And with that Harvey let Mike standing at his doorway with a file in his hand. Mike closed his eyes before taking in a deep and shaky breath.
"Mike."
Blue eyes flew open in surprise, immediately sitting up and turning to look over in the direction the voice came from.
Logan was standing at the top of the hall, leaning against the corner of the wall with his arms crossed, like he'd been standing there for longer than just a while, with his eyes locked solely on Mike. The younger man looked away as quickly as he looked over and rubbed at his eyes again in a last attempt to get rid of the unnecessary worry in them.
"What are you doing awake?" Mike finally asked as his eyes met Logan's again. He watched carefully as Logan walked towards him, his dark eyes never looking away until he was stood beside the seat Mike was in. "I thought you were still asleep." Mike continued, sounding almost nervous with his eyes cast downwards once again. Logan placed his right hand softly on Mike's lower back, picking up his fiance's file and placing it away from them.
"What the fuck is that?"Logan looked at him with slight confusion.
"The beginning of the war between Bastiana and Harvey."
Logan almost asked what Mike meant but he realized he understood. As Mike left Logan allowed himself a single, bitter smile. Logan almost – almost – felt sorry for Harvey Specter.
Logan tipped his head back, laughing loudly."My money on B!"
I don't own Fast and Furious
We can see a spark between Bastiana and Hotch but also with Harvey and Bastiana.
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