Criminal Minds
Yves, Your Cheatin' Cologne
Part 7
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Deputy Allen was quiet during the ride; he was driving with Hotch in the passenger seat, the others were in the SUVs following behind.
Hotch noticed he was beginning to speed up and in the process, the SUVs were now far behind.
"Deputy Allen, shouldn't we wait for my team to catch up?" Hotch was looking at the side mirror, the flashers barely visible.
Allen did not answer him.
"Deputy?" Hotch turned to him.
Suddenly, he felt a cold metal muzzle on the skin of his neck, "Hello, Aaron." It was Natalie Garrett.
Hotch tried to grab his gun but the muzzle dug into his neck, "Un uh, darling..." She leaned in and kissed his ear. Hotch felt his skin crawled with disgust but he tried not to react.
"Where's Agent Prentiss?" He asked her instead.
She placed her hand around his neck in a lover's hug and began to rub his chest through his KEVLAR vest but she ignored the thickness as she moaned, "Mmm...forget about what's-her-name, let's talk about me instead. I matter."
Hotch's cell phone began to ring, she tightened her hold around the vest as she reached for his cell phone and answered, "Hello, this is Agent Hotchner's new bitch, he can't come to the phone now...bye." She laughed as she leaned over to press the automatic window and lower it before she tossed his cell phone out. "Have a nice day, Garcia." She sang in a dream-like manner.
"Sheriff Garrett..." Hotch began but she shook her head and kissed his cheek.
"Call me Nat, everyone...all my lovers call me Nat." She turned to Deputy Allen and smiled, "Isn't that right, Roger?"
Allen turned slightly and smiled, "That's right, Agent Hotchner. Nat's really wonderful to us."
"Us?" Hotch looked at him.
He nodded as he suddenly turned to an off-road path and into a dirt road and turned off the police flashers as well as the headlights. "Oh yeah, us fellas. We're her...what you call toys. She pleases us, we please her. And we're well rewarded, too." He chuckled as he drove expertly in the dark.
"Where are we going, deputy?"
"Oh...now, call me Roger, we're gonna be great friends...soon. After the initiation." He smiled at Natalie. "You'll love the initiation. A little rough at first but it's like teen girls who first lose their virginity, hurts a little at first but after that, you'll be a pro. Smooth sailing all the way. I was nervous myself on my first time." He smiled. "But a little bit of alcohol and some smokes...I don't quite remember much of the pain but lots of fun." He began to laugh. "And Nat, she is so good to us, if you know what I mean." He chuckled.
Natalie laughed with Roger Allen, "Oh yeah, Rog, I know how to treat my guys." She patted Hotch's cheek. "But I also know how to take care of those who betrays me too."
Roger nodded, "Yeah, like Melvin." He shook his head.
Hotch frowned, "Melvin...you mean the third missing person? Melvin Hastings."
"Er...that's right." Roger nodded again.
Hotch was beginning to see the whole picture. The upper echelon of this unit had been responsible in the missing cases in New Jersey.
But the key question was, why did they called the BAU for consult in the first place?
As if they heard his question, Deputy Allen looked at him, "Natalie here," he nodded to the Sheriff sitting directly behind Hotch as he continued driving, "she saw you and your team gave a consult last month in New York. And she has taken a liking to you, Agent Hotchner."
Great, that's just great. Hotch thought to himself.
"What about you, Deputy Allen...or may I call you Roger?"
He shrugged, "It's okay, after all, we're gonna be brothers soon, after your initiation." He grinned.
Hotch looked grimly, "Aren't you jealous?"
Roger frowned, "Eh? What do you mean?"
"I mean, don't you get jealous? What with Natalie giving me all this undivided attentions?" With that, he reached up and began to caress her hand.
Natalie, not expecting Hotch's action, began to groaned. "Ooh...Aaron, you're such a surprise! I never expect you to do this. What about your wife?" Her eyes were almost shutting.
Hotch continued to softly caress her skin, "My wife?" He shook his head. "I just left her with my son. I caught her cheating with our neighbor." He sighed.
Natalie opened her eyes and stared at him in sympathy, "Oh, you poor man. Don't worry anymore, Aaron. I'll take good care of you, darling." She leaned in and rested her head on his shoulder.
It was at this moment Hotch forcefully grabbed both the muzzle of the gun and a handful of her hair and yanked her forward causing her to scream in pain.
"What the hell...?" Roger Allen was startled as he veered off the path and slammed into a tree!
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"What the hell?" Morgan uttered as he saw the tail-lights in front of him disappeared.
"Where did they go?" Gideon squinted as he tried to lean forward but all he saw was darkness. "Where are they?"
"We've lost them." Morgan replied.
JJ who was in the backseat was on her phone, "Hotch is not answering."
"What's going on here?" Morgan was getting frustrated. "JJ can you get Garcia and asked her to look into Deputy Allen's profile?"
JJ looked at him and nodded, "On it." She was instantly on Garcia's line and soon briefing the TA.
Oh...this is getting wild, first you guys lost my Peach, and now my Super Boss. This is so Jersey Shore Drama.
"Pen, I assure you this is not a drama." JJ shook her head. "This is very real life. Now will you get your head out of those soap suds and get on with what you're good at?"
Oh, you're so good at words, my lovely liaison. She tried to pronounce the last in French but butchered in and JJ became confused.
"Er...did you just call me a not-so-nice name?"
No! No, not at all, Jayje. I was trying to...oh ...I got it! I found them! They are up ahead, just make a hard left now!
Morgan furrowed his brows, "Now?"
NOW! Just do it! Shouted Garcia on the speaker mode. And just follow ahead. It's unmarked but GPS is traced about a mile ahead. Garcia said excitedly.
"I think I see it! It's off the path...Morgan, watch out, there's someone on the road." Gideon warned him.
"I see it, I see it! Hang on, everyone!" He applied the brakes suddenly as everyone in the SUV braced for impact.
Morgan had barely scraped the back fender of the patrol car with Hotch standing over Natalie who was on the ground, her hands in cuffs, as well as the Deputy Roger Allen.
The BAU team rushed out of the vehicle, "Hotch!" Morgan went to him, "Are you okay?"
JJ was on the phone, she was still talking to Garcia.
Gideon was standing next to Hotch. "Where's Emily?"
He looked at Jason and shook his head, "I don't know. We...just wrecked."
Gideon nodded and was about to say something when they heard something banging from the trunk of the patrol car.
"What's that?" Morgan asked Allen.
He shrugged as he turned away.
Hotch walked to towards the trunk, "Morgan, pop the trunk!"
Derek nodded as he hurriedly dashed towards the driver's side and popped the lever and rushed to the rear.
Hotch lifted her up from the trunk. She was barely moving.
"Emily," he called softly as he gently removed the blindfold and cloth gag in her mouth. She began to cough uncontrollably as she tried to talk at the same time, "wha...ook...ou...ong?"
Hotch looked up at the team in confusion, as he held her tightly around her shoulder.
Morgan grinned, "I think she's asking you what took you so long?"
Gideon began to smile, as was JJ, and Reid who had just arrived with a pair of squad cars.
Hotch frowned, "What? I...we've been trying hard to look for you, Emily."
Emily straighten up and looked at him, "And I'm glad you finally figured out who's your UnSub." She turned to look at Natalie Garrett. "Before you came to my room the other night," She gave him a certain look. "I thought I saw her stalking about at the lobby of the hotel, and when we were at the precinct, Deputy Allen was not acting as if he was a deputy but more of a subservient role."
Hotch frowned, "We didn't put them together."
She shook her head, "They had done a great job hiding that relationship, as well as the other three deputies. There were two more but you became her object of obsession." She smiled at him.
He returned her smile with a grim one, "Well, it was not reciprocated." He said softly, using her word.
She shook her head, "Not funny, Hotch."
"Hello, remember us?" JJ waved her hand. "Your team?"
Emily turned around to give them each a hug and thanked them for saving her.
"I'd like to go home and take a nice hot bath...a long hot one." Emily chuckled as they, as a team, began to climb into their SUVs, after they had handed their case to the local FBI-in-charge.
"That sounds like a great idea, Princess." Morgan grinned.
Emily shook her head, "Oh no...no one but myself. The tub only fits one, pal."
He groaned, "Oh, that hurts." He shook his head as he placed his hand on his chest. "Broke my heart."
"Yeah? Funny, it heals fast when you see a gorgeous woman in the next five minutes." JJ zinged.
"Ow!" Morgan faked his pain, "Now, that I don't deserve, JJ."
She laughed, "Oh yes, remember Jeannie? You do remember your girlfriend?"
Morgan sat upright as he turned to her, "Of course I do! I'm still her boo."
They began to laugh at him.
"What? Why're you guys laughing?" Morgan looked confused.
"Seriously?" Emily smiled as she gave Hotch a quick glance before she looked at JJ and grinned, "Who calls their significant half boo? That is so...cliché?"
He shook his head, "No it's not, Jeannie likes it when I call her boo. She's my boo, it works both ways."
All the way to the hotel, they began to rib him.
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Flight home in the BAU jet, Emily was able to finally relax and she smiled wide as Hotch sat beside her, two hot cup of tea in his hand.
"I think this will help."
She smiled as she took a Styrofoam cup from him, "Thank you."
He nodded as he sipped the hot liquid slowly and relished the hotness flow inside, "Mmm. Good. I needed that."
She watched him after she took a sip of her own, "How's the bruise?"
He touched his forehead, "It's nothing. Natalie Garrett's body actually took the brunt of the impact." He smiled as he recalled the crash where she was crushed in between the dashboard and him when the patrol car impacted into the tree hard.
Emily laughed softly, "Interesting use of a human 'air' bag." She used the air quotes.
He nodded, "Apparently, the NJ's patrol cars are not equipped with safety features. If something had happened to me..."
"I could sue them."She completed his sentence and shrugged.
He watched her, "As my unofficial girlfriend," he whispered, "I don't think it will stand."
She stared at him for a moment before the implication hit her, "Hotch...what do you mean?"
He looked about the cabin and saw that most of the team members were asleep except for Gideon who was reading a book but he was sitting in the furthest corner of the cabin.
Hotch began to tell her about Haley.
When he was done, she looked at him in disbelief, "Wow. I'm so sorry, Hotch."
He shook his head, "Emily, I don't want your pity, what I just told you, I want you to know...that you're not the only one who suspected her infidelities."
She leaned away from his slightly, "Wha...you mean you know that I was aware but how?"
That day when you, JJ and Garcia were at the mall shopping." He began. "I had finished early with the meeting and was going to surprise you..."
"Wait, wait a minute." She held up her hand as she shook her head. "You weren't there for Haley?"
He shook his head, "No, you saw her and ...him."
"That mystery sandy haired guy." Emily said softly.
"His name is Brett Stevenson. He's my neighbor."
"Huh, very friendly neighbor." She said cynically.
He shook his head.
"What's your next move?" She asked him.
"I'm going to move out, I'm thinking of maybe an apartment, something small and near Quantico."
She looked at him, "Or you could move in with me, I have an extra bedroom." She sipped from her cup and peeked over to see his reaction.
He didn't respond but instead he got up and walked away from his seat and sat down across from Gideon!
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End of Part 7
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Well...okay, aren't you glad Emily is found? Well, yes, I am too!
One more part to go! Relax, it'll be good. Hold on to your britches.
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