Erin's cellphone rang in the middle of the night, waking her from a dead sleep. Groaning a little, she rolled onto her side and picked it up, not bothering to look at the display, since she knew her eyes wouldn't focus on it properly anyway. "Hello?" she said as she sat up and leaned against the headboard, reaching out her free hand to run her fingers through David's hair. He let out his own groan as he turned towards her and slung his arm across her lap, snuggling in close to her without waking.
"There's been an incident, Erin."
The sound of Aaron's voice was like a splash of cold water on her senses, and she cleared her throat in an effort to wake David up. He frowned deeply, causing her to roll her eyes as she tugged on his hair none too gently. "What sort of incident?" she finally bit out, fearing the worst.
"The sort where I've already taken the initiative and suspended Agent Greenaway until she undergoes a complete and thorough psych evaluation. Did you have the chance to overlook the case before we left for Dayton?"
She nodded as she pinched the bridge of her nose. "This was the serial rapist case, yes?"
"That's correct," Aaron replied as David finally woke, sitting up against the headboard as he looked at her. Erin shook her head a little, now knowing the full story yet, just that it was going to be bad enough to send her blood pressure soaring once Aaron finally had it all out in the open. "We decided to use Greenaway as bait for the unsub, knowing that we had to get him to make a move before he escalated his behavior further."
"That was the first mistake."
"I realise that now. She's only been out in the field for a month, and I should have seen that she wasn't ready to be placed in such a high pressure situation. There was no way that I could have asked Agent Jareau to take that spot, however, since she didn't fit the unsub's latest victim pool. She looks like she's a teenager at times, if I'm honest, and while that's good for getting the press to underestimate her, it is also a hindrance in a situation like this."
"What did Agent Greenaway do?" she pressed, knowing that the answer she received would be the worst. Reaching out for David's hand, she threaded their fingers together as she took a dee breath, awaiting Aaron's response.
"She shot and killed the unsub before he had even made a move. She swears that it was done in self-defense, that he had threatened her, but there's no indication of that being the truth. It took a lot for me to convince the our contact in the police department that she was telling the truth about what had happened, and I still think that they know I'm covering for her."
"You have to get her to tell the truth, Aaron."
He blew out a breath of frustration, and Erin found herself copying the sound, feeling that same level of frustration spread throughout her body. David picked up on that feeling, as he scooted closer to her body, nuzzling the hollow of her neck with his face, his lips kissing against her pulse point in an effort to distract her. Giving him a little smile, she shook her head and he pulled back a little to rest his head on her shoulder, instead cupping her breast in a familiar touch that didn't wind her up quite so much. "I wish that I could, Erin. I've tried everything that I can think of, but she won't crack. You know that I abhor a liar, but since we don't fully know how events transpired, I just cannot come out and accuse her of doing so."
"I understand. You do realise that I'll have to go to Director Shepperd with this, correct?"
"I know, and I know that by the time we arrive home tomorrow, I'll have to go explain things in person. Just…I don't even know at this point. I wish that there was a better way to deal with this, but there's not. And I don't even think that she feels any iota of remorse for her actions. That might be the worst part of it. Once you lose that bit of empathy for a human being, you can't regain it."
"And if that's the truth, well, we will seriously need to consider her employment with the BAU. There is a way that you could push her to tell the truth. Tell her that her return to the BAU is predicated upon her completion of a psych evaluation with Linda Atkins, since you work closely with her to make up the evaluations in the first place, and will be able to ferret out her truthfulness easier than another psychologist might. And if she does admit to killing a man in cold blood, well, you also know that you have to make certain that the Dayton police are informed of that, so that they may take appropriate action. We cannot allow a rogue agent to besmirch the reputation of the BAU, as that will just make our jobs all the harder in the long run."
"I know, Erin. I'll touch base with you more tomorrow, after I see the Director. I'm assuming that we'll be back around eleven, since we couldn't get cleared for an early morning takeoff."
"Sounds good, Aaron. And do what you have to do to keep the BAU's reputation clean." She hung up before he could say another word, and set her phone aside as she buried her face in her hands, taking a couple long breaths through her nose. "They are bound and determined to keep me in a state of high tension. Again, I'm going to have to tap dance with the Director to ensure that Alpha isn't disbanded."
"I know of a way to take your mind off of that, even if only for a few hours."
A little small curved her lips upwards as she stretched up against his hand, welcoming him to touch her a little more. "Do you now?" she purred out, a small gasp slipping from her lips as his hand snaked beneath her nightgown to touch her bare flesh, his thumb swiping against her nipple to tease it into a firm peak.
"I do," he said huskily before he leaned in and pressed an open mouthed kiss against her neck, causing her to gasp in pleasure. "You're already starting to sing beneath my touches." She nodded before cooing a little as his hands pushed the straps of her nightgown off her shoulders, baring her breasts so that he could lean in and press a flurry of kisses against them. He teased her by avoiding her nipples, and she bit her lower lip a little as she started to gasp and moan, arching up against him in order to get him to pay attention to where she really wanted his lips.
Instead of acquiescing to her wants, her fiancé began to press soft kisses down her torso while his hands pushed her nightgown the rest of the way off her body before spreading her legs apart. "David!" she cried out as he began to eat her out, her hips bucking against his face in order to feel him more closely against her skin. And just as she was about to fall over into the sweet abyss of orgasm, he pulled away from her before thrusting into her pliant body in one smooth stroke. Instinctively, she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in deeper as they set up a fast, frantic, rhythm.
Since she was already so close to the edge, it didn't take long to for her to find the peak of her pleasure once more, and as she came, she clutched at David, pulling him in close so that she could kiss him deeply as she fell over the precipice into the bliss of her orgasm, finding that this was indeed the distraction that she needed in that moment.