Oh my gosh! It hasn't been 24 hours yet and I have 2 follows and a favorite for this story! :D That really makes me happy, considering I had to get up at noon today. (Hey, I fell asleep at five in the morning. Netflix and LOTRO are addicting! And insomnia doesn't help either.) So, anyway, on with the next chapter! I'm in a writing mood again, so I'm giving it to you now. Be happy. :)
So far, it had been one hour and twenty six minutes on the jet, and the team STILL wasn't in the DFW airport. Morgan still had his headphones on, Hotch was talking to Rossi, JJ was looking at the report again, and Reid was, surprise surprise, reading a book, and had about ten others next to him.
It took about another hour and a half to finally get to Dallas. Then it was an almost hour drive to Ainsley's house, and considering she was 12, she was almost a teenager, and since they would get to her house at around nine in the morning, she probably would not be up.
Reid then explained that when they had landed it took fifty three minutes and seventeen seconds to arrive at Ainsley's house. The team looked at him funny. He shrugged, then walked up the sidewalk to see a nice sized house.
Hotch was in front and rang the doorbell. A woman with brown hair streaked with gray opened it, and took a step back when she saw the FBI badges.
"Ma'am, we have reason to believe that your daughter, Ainsley, could be the next target for the kidnappings. We would like to protect her." He explained. The woman just nodded, then stuck out her right hand.
"I'm Lily. My husband, Timothy, is in the TV room. My son, Carston, is upstairs in his room asleep and Ainsley is in her room, the same." She waved the agents in.
"I'm agent Aaron Hotchner, these are agents David Rossi, Derek Morgan, Jennifer Jareau, and Doctor Spencer Reid." Everyone shook hands, but Reid, as usual, just waved. Lily laughed.
"What?" Reid asked. "Did I do something?"
"No, you just remind me of a character from a show my whole family likes. You're like Sheldon from The Big Bang Theory." Lily explained. "If you want, you can go wake Ainsley up, but be careful, she's a bear in the morning, especially if she gets woken up before eleven-though she prefers noon." The team nodded, then went up the stairs. "She's the last door on the right."
It was a fairly small upstairs, it consisted of a hallway that connected everything together. One master bedroom and bathroom, an exercise room, a bathroom, then two doors right across from each other. They then entered the door on the right.
Or, at least, TRIED to. The door would barely open, and after Reid popped his head in, he saw why.
There was stuff everywhere. Stuffed animals, clothes, books, pillows, blankets, just, everything!
"Well, guys, Ainsley's a little bit of a slob." He told the rest of the team. Reid turned back to the door and using his skinny arms, reached in and cleared a path for the door.
It was a small room, painted a very light pink. There was a bed in the middle, and around the three sides were her stuff.
In the bed was Ainsley, sound asleep, her face towards the left, and her arms and legs were just barely dangling off of the sides.
But it was her blanket that got Reid excited. For what Ainsley was under was nothing less than a...
"TARDIS blanket?!" Reid exclaimed. The team shushed him, then looked anxiously at Ainsley, who only shifted a little and mumbled incoherently.
JJ went up to wake her.
"Hey, Ainsley, it's time to get up," She said as she lightly shook the girl. Ainsley's face scrunched up, then she did something unexpected-she slapped JJ across the face!
Granted, it wasn't that hard, but it was still the thing you could laugh at.
Ainsley sat up in her bed and yawned.
"Okay, there's like five people in my room watching me while I sleep. That's not creepy at all," she said sleepily. "By the way, what time is it?" She asked. Rossi looked at his watch. (A/N: I'm assuming he has a watch, right?)
"It's about 9:15." He said. Ainsley groaned.
"Wake me up when it's noon," she mumbled, then flopped back onto her pillow. The team looked at each other.
This was going to be harder than they thought.
Okay, was that good? All mistakes are mine. I don't own anything. Don't sue me. I have no money. Good thing I'm fourteen and with my parents who buy me food! :D Anyway, if you liked it, review! If you didn't like it, review! If you wanna review, review! If you don't wanna review, review! :D