AN: So sorry this is so late! My brain was fried from a fire department meeting tonight. What a pain. Ugh. Anyway, so after this there's only one more chapter. That's right folks. What everyone's been waiting for. The test. This should be good! Anyway, so this chapter brought the humor back. Hotch will not survive. So sit back, relax, and enjoy!

Disclaimer: I only own Agent Henderson and the plot!

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Agent Henderson frowned at Garcia.

"Technical Analyst Garcia, what are you doing?" Garcia looked up at the instructor.

"Isn't it obvious?" Dave muttered. Agent Henderson glared at Dave.

"I don't want to hear a word from you, Agent Rossi. After all of these mandatory sessions you would think you'd be able to answer number three on the test correctly."

"Number three?" Dave asked, wide eyed. Henderson picked up a stack of papers and put on her reading glasses.

"Question number three. In your own words describe what a hostile environment is." Agent Henderson took off her glasses and looked at Dave expectantly. "We just went over this as well, Agent Rossi."

"We did? I don't remember that" Dave yelped. JJ kicked his shin. "Ow, dammit Jen" he hissed at her. JJ smiled sweetly.

"Agent Rossi, after ten years of doing this and seeing your shining face at least thirty times, I would hope that you would pay attention so you wouldn't have to do this again." Agent Henderson pinched the bridge of her nose. "And Technical Analyst Garcia I hope you will put the nail polish away and pay attention as well. Don't forget there will be a test here shortly." Garcia pouted as she recapped the polish and slid it back into her bag. "Thank you." Emily pat Garcia's hand reassuringly.

"It's a beautiful color." Garcia brightened up immediately.

"Thank you! It's called..."

"Perhaps another time, Garcia" Hotch murmured as a vein in Agent Henderson's forehead started throbbing. Hotch ran a hand over his face. Well so far this was going better than group therapy.

"Why don't we do a few practices?"

"Ok" Reid chirped, enjoying the mental aspect that was sure to come. Hotch stared at the poor kid. He would bet his tie collection that Reid had never been to sexual harassment training before. Lucky bastard.

The others nodded wearily as Agent Henderson flipped to the next image on the slideshow.

"Alright here's a good one. Sally and Joe work next to each other. One day Sally wore a low cut top, inappropriate for work. Joe is caught staring at Sally's breasts throughout the day. Is this considered sexual harassment or not and why?" Agent Henderson looked at the group. "Who would like to go first?" Morgan snorted.

"Well obviously it isn't. Sally didn't report him. Besides I bet Joe is always looking at her like that. You just had to add the low cut top part for the scenario. My guess is she likes the attention."

"She's trying to draw attention there" JJ replied. "Maybe she's trying to get Joe fired. Maybe she's trying to lure him in to sexually harass him." Emily nodded.

"Yeah. If anything Joe's the victim here!" Agent Henderson blinked at their logic. Hotch's head fell to the table with a loud thud.

"Ok! Next one!" Garcia said, clapping enthusiastically. Agent Henderson shook her head before flipping the slide.

"Alright, here's the next one. Maria and Anthony work together. Anthony is Maria's boss and one day he called her honey. Is this a case of sexual harassment and why or why not?"

"That is a racially unacceptable question. Why the names Maria and Anthony? One is a notoriously Hispanic name while the other is a famous Italian name. Right now the issue is a racial one in the problem, not a sexual one" Reid said. Agent Henderson stared at Reid.

"Is Anthony an older gentleman?" Dave asked. Henderson's attention turned to him. "It's a relevant question."

"How is that relevant?" Garcia raised her hand. "Yes, Garcia?"

"Well there's an older gentleman at the grocery store who calls me honey, but that's not sexual harassment. It's just how Mr. Mack is. So Dave's question is relevant." Agent Henderson put her head in her hands.

"What is wrong with you people?" she muttered.

"Perhaps you should work the kinks out of your problems before you present them to a group" Reid supplied. Henderson started laughing.

"Doctor Reid, I've been giving this exact presentation for four years! Four! Not one other person or group has ever come to the same conclusions that you people have!" Hotch rubbed his forehead.

"Agent Henderson, my team is doing as they were trained and questioning the information they were given to come to a proper conclusion. While it might not be what you were hoping for, my team is good at what they do." Henderson laughed.

"No. No they aren't! It's so obvious you are couples! You, Agent Jareau have been keeping Agent Rossi in line, something no one but someone obviously special to him could do. Agent Morgan you've been more than eager to be Ms. Garcia's knight in shining armor."

"I do not have a hero complex" Morgan growled. Henderson ignored him.

"And you, Agent Hotchner! Agent Prentiss? I thought you were so straight laced the tie didn't even come off at home. Those were the rumors though. But here you are, looking towards Agent Prentiss for help!" The team stared at Agent Henderson for a moment.

"Damn" Dave muttered. "Looks like the cat is out of the bag." The team looked at Hotch as he started banging his head on the table. It was going to be a long day.

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AN: So? What did you all think? Perfect right? Sorry it's a bit short, but the next one will make up for it. Promise. Anyway, like I said one more chapter. Thanks for reading. Please review!