JACK THE PONY here AGAIN! Thanks to the reviews I've gotten, I'm going to add more chapters to this story. Thank you so much, once again, for the positive comments! I hope you enjoy the next bit, talk to you later!
"Dave?" Emily yelled over the sound of water running and knocked on her bathroom door. Thankfully, this time, there had been no problem with booking rooms. Hotch and Dave were in one, Emily and J.J. in another, and Morgan and Reid in the last one. A few moments ago, J.J. had informed Emily that Dave was currently in taking a shower in their room.
"Yes?" Dave sang and the sound of water stopped.
"Get the hell out of my room."
"I'm not even finished with my hair!" Dave said, Emily could just picture him smirking right now. Emily was just gone from the room for two minutes to get some extra towels from Morgan's room, she reminded herself to never let J.J. be in a room by herself or else she's going to invite the whole nation in to take a shower.
"Why are you even in here?" Emily asked, hands on her hips.
"Because, dearest Emily, Aaron's in our bathroom, and Reid in theirs. That left me with your room, and no one was using yours, so I took the opportunity. And besides, you should learn how to share."
"Get the hell out...or...or...I'm going to tell Hotch!" Emily shouted angrily and started to head out of the room.
"Ooh, I'm so scared of Aaron." Dave laughed as he heard the door slam. Emily stormed down the hall to Hotch's room. She grasped the doorknob in her hand and turned.
"Huh." Emily was surprised. It wasn't like Hotch to leave his door open like that. Well, Dave WAS the last out who went out... Emily rolled her eyes. Then she took a look at the room. She gasped; Cheeto bags were scattered all over the room with a big wine bottle sitting in the middle of the table. It wasn't like Hotch to leave the room like this...yet again...Dave currently lived here too. Remembering why she had come, she stormed into the nearest room she could find. It happened to be the bathroom, and what she found in there wasn't a very pleasing sight. What she happened to stumble upon was a butt-naked Hotch. As quickly as she had entered the room, she had exited, blushing furiously.
"Emily?" Moments later, Hotch emerged from the bathroom, thankfully with a towel covering him. He too was blushing.
"Ahh...hi." Emily said awkwardly as she looked away.
"Why are you here?" Hotch asked with concern. "Is something wrong?"
"No, no. Dave is just acting like Dave..." Emily stammered.
"Is that why you're here? To tell me something I already know?" Hotch smiled a rare smile.
"Well, no. He's...in my room, in my bathroom to be exact."
"Oh...he told me he was going somewhere..." Hotch said and chuckled when he saw Emily turn to glare at him. "Alright, alright. I'll go get him out." Emily sighed contently. "But first..." Emily looked up, confusion in her eyes. "Can I put on some clothes?" Hotch laughed quietly as he saw Emily look down, suddenly very interested with her shoes.
"Yeah, I guess." Emily mumbled and mentally face palmed herself. She had just given permission for her Unit Chief to put on some clothes. He gave her a quick look and she turned away. She saw his suit, which was strewn on the couch. She picked it up and flung it behind her. Emily heard it land with a thud and the scratch of it being picked up.
"You can turn around now." Hotch said with amusement in his tone. Emily slowly turned around and gave him a quick look-over. His dress shirt was on, but not tucked in like he usually wore it. His hair was still dripping with water; droplets splashed on his dress shirt creating dark spots. She walked over to the counter and grabbed paper towels and threw them at his direction. He caught it with ease and tore off a sheet and ran it through his hair, making it stick up wildly. He tossed the wet sheet into the trash bin near the door. Hotch opened the door politely so Emily could step through it and picked up his key card. He closed the door quickly and walked a little faster than his regular pace just to catch up with Emily. They walked silently towards her and J.J.'s room; anger rolling off of her body.
"He's in there." Emily said once they were inside. She pointed with a firm finger towards the door.
"Aaron! Come stai, mio buon amico? (Aaron! How are you, my good friend?)" Dave called happily from the bathroom. Emily stood with her hands crossed over her chest as Hotch walked towards the door.
"Dave, get out. I'm done with our washroom, you can use it."
Dave walked out and smirked at Emily. "I'm already done. I was actually done fifteen minutes ago. I guess your time was wasted." He patted Hotch on the back and left the room happily whistling leaving Hotch confused, Emily seething, and J.J. reading a book comfortably in a chair.
JACK THE PONY back! It didn't have such a great ending and it was pretty short, I know. Be sure to review, I always read your comments!