I Do Not Own Criminal Minds; Sadly.
Sorry! I'm leaving you with a cliff hanger. But may I add the drama between Hotch and Kristen will be resolved. (Y)
Okay and to add I may hate the name Lindsay and all the boyfriend stealing whores that go along with that name but it was the first name I thought of so just go with it.
And to add something else… ha-ha cliff-hanger! I know what's going to happen you don't!
Now on with the story…
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"Yeah… I'm fine…" Hotch walked back into the room with his hand on his cheek. Kristen glared at him.
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Morgan, Rossi and Kristen walked into a huge mansion when a brown haired man walked up to them.
"You must be our new model…" he spoke in a fake English accent as he stook his hand out in front of Kristen. "I'm Sam Elm" she took his hand and shook it.
"Lindsay Richardson"
"Pleasure…" His attention was drawn to Rossi and Morgan who were looking him up and down. "And who might these be?"
"Rupert Novak my body guard" she motions to Morgan who nods. "And Elliot Grimm my manger" she motioned to Rossi.
"Hi"
"Okay. Right this way then please…" Sam started to lead 'Lindsay' away from the two men.
"Why don't you go have a look around this place while I keep an eye on our model" Morgan nodded and walked off away from Rossi who jogged up towards Kristen and Sam.
"Morgan can you hear us?"
"Loud and clear Hotch"
"Is Rossi keeping an eye on Kristen?"
"Keeping two eyes"
"Good…" Morgan looked over at two attractive models who walked passed him over his glasses.
"You know we can see what you looking at right Morgan?" he winced as he heard Emily voice.
"Do I hear a hint of jealousy Em?"
"Don't flatter yourself Der."
"Ah yes. I forgot you have a thing for the famous…"
"Finish that sentence and I will kill you or tell Penelope something very, very embarrassing"
"Have I ever told you how much I love you?"
"Dream on…"
"Can you see anything suspicious?" Morgan looked around the garden.
"Not yet…" he spun around to see a beautiful brunette in a very small bikini standing inches away from him.
"Hi…"
"Erm. Hi" he could hear Emily and Hotch laughing at his shockedness in his ear. The woman slid her hands up his chest.
"I'm Kayla…"
"Ahem…" Derek stepped away nervously. "I'm. Ahem… Rupert Novak" Kayla looked him up and down biting her lip.
"Nice to meet you Rupert…" just then his phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and it was Emily.
"Hey babe…"
"You so owe me for this"
"I know… Yes I haven't forgot reservations at seven"
"Be more specific to who I am other wise you might as well be in a call with your mother"
"I love you too. Yes. Happy three year anniversary. Future Mrs. Novak"
"Now if only you were saying this to Pen. And it wasn't Novak"
"Bye, bye now…"
"Bye sweetie" he hung up and looked at the Kayla.
"Fiancée's you know how they can be…" she pouted and walked off in a strop. "Thank you Emily" he walked off towards were Rossi and Kristen were.
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Kristen was sat in a make up chair in a small pink bikini having make up applied whilst Rossi looked around that area.
"Okay. She is ready." The make-up artist took a step back from her so Sam could see. "I couldn't do any more work on her if I wanted to. She's perfect already" Kristen blushed.
"Okay. Come on then Lindsay… Mr. Grimm…" Rossi turned around. "Would you like to join us?" the three walked off towards a swimming pool.
Kristen was sitting by the pool having her picture taken when the photographer noticed she was wearing a bracelet.
"What is this?" he walked up to her and pointed at it.
"It's a bracelet"
"Take it off…" she looked down at it. Even though she knew Hotch had given her it she still loved that bracelet and hadn't took it off since he'd given it to her.
"I'd rather not…" he glared down at her causing her to stand up and get in his face. "You better get your fake ass French accent and get out of my personal space"
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Hotch and Emily were sat in the surveillance van out front. Surveillance camera's were placed in Morgan and Rossi's sunglasses which were transmitted to the van and back at the station where JJ and Reid were watching the feed. Hotch squinted at the screen to see what bracelet Kristen was refusing to take off and smiled.
"What?"
"I gave her that bracelet for her fifteenth birthday…" Emily saw the photographer who was clenching his fists at Kristen.
"You know. I'm starting to like the photographer for this" Hotch nodded.
"Rossi. Tell Kristen to calm down…"
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Rossi walked over to Kristen and placed his hand on her arm.
"Lindsay. Why don't you get a drink of water and calm yourself down a little bit"
"Certainly… Elliot"
"Find Novak while you at it" Kristen rolled her eyes as she walked off. Rossi turned to the photographer.
"I'm sorry"
"You will be" he stormed off.
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Kristen walked over to were Morgan was sitting.
"Hey" Morgan looked up at her, his mouth dropped seeing her in the bikini. "Can I sit?" he nodded. "Thanks" Kristen sat down next to him.
"You okay?"
"Ugh. No. I seriously want to smack that fake-ass photographer…"
"So you seriously kissed Reid?" she stood up.
"Bye now…" and walked off.
"What? Oh come on!" he pulled his ear phone out of his ear due to Hotch doing something to the head phone. "OW!"
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Back in the precinct Reid and JJ were sat in Grangers office. Reid was pacing backwards and forwards making the media liaison dizzy.
"Reid! I swear to god if you pace one more time I'm going to strap you down into a chair" he stopped.
"Sorry… it's just…"
"Yeah. Yeah. I know you care about her BUT she has Rossi and Morgan with her. And Emily and Hotch outside. How safe can she be?"
"I'm just worried alright?" JJ nodded. Reid sat down in the chair next JJ and sighed looking up at the screen that gave them a visual of Kristen, Rossi and Morgan he looked over to another one which showed the photographer they were asked to watch he was talking to a tall brown haired man who looked a lot like Granger.
"Oh my god!" JJ looked at him.
"What is it Reid?"
"That's Granger!" her eyes followed to were Reid was pointing.
"Oh my god…" she picked up the phone and dialled Hotch's number. "Hotch!"
"What is it?"
"Granger! He's in there…"
"I thought he was with you"
"We thought he was with you…"
"Shit… Observe him for a while. Call back if anything changes" Reid took the phone off of JJ.
"No time to observe him. He just shot the photographer!"
"Emily! We're going in… call Morgan and tell him" Hotch hung up the phone.
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Granger walked up to where Rossi and Kristen were standing and grabbed Kristen by the arm.
"Ow…" she looked up his face. "… What are you doing here?" He pulled a gun out of his holster and smacked Rossi around the face causing him to fall down to the ground. "ROSSI!" still not speaking Granger pulled Kristen into the main house.
"Thanks Reid" Morgan ran up to Rossi. "You alright man?"
"Granger… Kristen…" Rossi pointed into the main house. Morgan ran into it.
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"Kristen?" Morgan carefully walked into the house gun drawn. "Granger!"
"Derek!" he looked up towards the second floor to see both Granger and Kristen standing there the rogue detective with a gun to Kristen's back.
"Granger put the gun down!"
"You think it's easy? Watching all these women walk around liking someone else?"
"That's your reason?"
"All those girls turned me down! They deserve to pay" he moved the gun towards Kristen's head. "Just like her"
"Look Granger…"
"STOP CALLING ME THAT!"
"Ron… I'm sorry… please…" Emily and Hotch walked into the building.
"Granger! Let her go!"
"Aaron. I'm sorry for what I said. I don't hate you" Granger lead her down the stairs since it was their only way out and towards Hotch.
"Move out of the way Hotchner"
"Sorry man… can't do it" Granger slowly moved his gun away from Kristen's head and pointed it at Hotch. Kristen kick Granger in the crotch and tried to walk towards Hotch causing him to turn him to turn his gun on her and shooting her in the abdomen. Emily shot him but Grangers finger was still on the trigger and he shot Hotch in the shoulder.
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Ooh. The suspense!
Sorry but in 12 hours I'm leaving you. sucks to be you. I mean I am really, really sorry.
R&R it'll give me something to look forward too when I come back in 2 weeks.
xx