Road Trip – Part Three

Authors Note: Alright guys, this is where the rating 'M' kicks into gear. 'M' means- for MATURE audiences only. And on this site, it means 16 and up. Which, in my definition, is like a rated R movie, not a porn video. So there is sex in this, it is MENTIONED and there is some making out and such. I will not write about the sex part, but it will be something that's in a rated R movie.

I don't want to give it all away, but I was just laying down the gist there.

Just so that you weren't expecting full on sex scenes – it's not allowed on this site and I am to scared to break the rules. Besides, if I attempted at a smut-tastic story, I'd fail miserably.

I hope you enjoy! Please review!

"I am not paying the bill for this," Hotch warned as they sat on the stool.

"Fine." JJ said, "Derek and I will pay." Derek snapped his head over to her. "Just as long as we don't even mention anything that happens at work."

"Are you planning to do something against company policy?" Hotch asked.

"Oh, yes. Hotch. I have been waiting years to get you in a hotel room!" JJ said, sarcastically. "No, Hotch. It's just awkward. People get a little wild when they don't have to be at work."

"Yeah, Hotch. It's a time to let loose! Let it out for people to see!" Emily said, Hotch widened his eyes. "I didn't mean it like that."

"What Em means to say... We're never going to talk about this at work. Okay?" JJ said as she looked at Derek, Emily, Spencer and Hotch around her. "OKAY?"

"Okay!" they said in unison.

"Good, I'm gonna get a beer. Anyone else want anything?"

"A Miller would be great," Hotch said.

"Can I have a Merlot?" Spencer asked.

"Bud's fine." Derek said.

"I'll have an apple martini on the rocks?" Emily asked, JJ looked at all of them.

"Yeah... you're gonna have to get them yourselves." JJ said with a laugh as she walked away. She couldn't keep up with all of them saying everything so fast.

JJ and Emily went on their own to scope out some hot guys, JJ was on her 3rd drink already. The first two were beers, this one was a 'Sex on a Beach', which her and Emily had fun telling the cute bartender to get them. They played that 'What's that drink called again... something on a beach'. Emily had 2 apple martini's, a beer and was working on her Sex on a Beach. Which was interrupted when a guy asked her to dance, which she didn't decline.

Derek was doing what he did best, grinding against hot girls he just met, not caring about anything else but that. He was on his 4th beer and there was no sign of him stopping.

Hotch and Spencer hung out the whole time, Hotch wanted to jump out of a window. His 2nd beer wasn't strong enough to get him through another hour talking to Spencer. Spencer was on his 3rd glass of wine, he was currently talking to Hotch about how wine first originated. He thought it was pretty interesting.

"Can I have a couple of shots?" Hotch asked as he walked over to JJ and asked the bartender. JJ looked at him.

"You and Spencer?" she asked, Hotch shook his head.

"I need them just to sit with him." JJ laughed.

"Get me a couple too, please." JJ said to the bartender as he poured them. "After we take these shots, I'm gonna get everyone else for a couple rounds of shots." JJ said with a smile as she picked one up and looked at Hotch. They both raised it to each other and shot their heads back with it.

"What the hell are those?" Spencer asked as Emily walked over with 5 brown-ish colored shots. JJ looked at Emily.

"Em, you really think these boys are gonna take a blow job?" JJ asked her.

"Excuse me?" Spencer and Derek said, Hotch had his head in his hand, he knew what those were the minute he saw the whip cream on them.

"If you're man enough." Emily said as she put the tray down on the table.

"I believe it wouldn't exactly be something a man would do, therefore-" Spencer began.

"You're supposed to take it without using your hands." Emily said, ignoring Spencer.

"How are you supposed to do that?" Spencer asked, his voice getting a bit higher towards the end, he wasn't even considering doing it. It sounded gross.

"Like this." JJ said as she bent over and took the shot in her mouth and stood up straight with her head back as she took the glass out of her mouth and licked the whipped cream off the side. "You try."

"Absolutely not." Spencer said.

"There is no way." Derek said.

"Don't even think about asking me." Hotch said, Emily shrugged as she went for hers. Hotch's eyes widened, then he snapped out of it. He was NOT going to let himself fantasize about Emily taking a blow job. The shot – that is. Emily smiled.

"I guess none of you are gonna do it, we can't let these blow jobs go to waist, can we?" Emily asked, JJ shook her head and rolled her eyes as they both took the next two shots. One left. Two girls. Who will it be? Emily shrugged. "Go ahead. I'll get these body some shots of their own." JJ did the next one as Emily got shots that were guy-friendly and came back a few minutes later. "Alright, here you go boys." Emily said as she put the tray on the table that had 10 shots on it, 2 for each of them. They took both of theirs, Derek went back to grinding with some more girls, leaving JJ falling into her seat, the drinks hit her. She didn't have as big of a tolerance of alcohol like Emily did.

"I don't wanna go back to the hotel. Can I please have another blow job?" JJ asked Emily, who was telling her she needed to go back, Hotch smiled at what she said, Spencer was completely shocked at how wrong that sounded and Emily was just concerned for her friend that was slurring so much it was hard to understand what she was saying.

"JJ, you really shouldn't drink anymore. You're gonna get sick." Emily said to her as she was holding JJ up when she tired to go get the shot herself. "I have to take her back..." Emily said to Spencer and Hotch.

"I'll take her back..." Spencer told her, both of them were ignoring JJ's protests. He was concerned for JJ, he didn't want to see her drink herself to the verge of passing out.

"Are you sure?" Emily asked, Spencer nodded as he stood up.

"Yeah, I'm sure. Besides, I'm ready to call it a night anyway." he told Emily, she nodded.

"Go with Spencer, okay?"

"What if I don't wanna?" JJ asked as she crossed her arms.

"JJ, you're acting like a child. Go with Reid." Hotch said, JJ looked at him, dropped her arms and went with him, Emily looked at Hotch as he smiled. "Works every time."

x o x o

"JJ, this isn't your room..." Spencer said as JJ used the card to get in, JJ opened the door and laid on the bed, letting out a loud sigh, Spencer looked at her. "JJ... you should go back to your own room." JJ turned on her side and pouted. "Then I guess I'll just sleep in your room..." Spencer said as he turned away. He was serious, too. When it came to his sleep he wasn't lying.

"Wait!" JJ said as she jumped up. "Don't go..." she said as she walked over to him, Spencer gave her a confused look as she stood in front of him and locked the door that was behind him, then she flicked the light switch.

"What are you doing?" Spencer asked as she grabbed him by his shirt and pushed him onto the bed. "JJ..." he said, his voice got higher as he saw her unbutton her shirt, the light from the moon was shining through the window.

"Shh," she whispered as she gently put her hands on his thighs, she smirked at his reaction and backed up a little to continue to un button her shirt. Spencer gulped as she swirled it around above her head and let it go as it fell on the floor. JJ giggled as she straddled him and kissed his lips.

"JJ," Spencer said in between the kiss. "I'm afraid that what you are doing is because of the alcohol and tomorrow you will regret this a lot." Spencer said, JJ reached her hands behind her back and unclasped her bra and let it slide down both of her arms while she pushed Spencer down on the bed so he was laying on his back. "JJ..." Spencer whispered as she pulled his shirt off and left soft kisses on his neck. He closed his eyes, he couldn't believe this was happening.

x o x o

Hotch was sipping down a glass of scotch, he couldn't stand to see Emily dancing and flirting with almost every single guy in this place. It wasn't like he was jealous, oh no. He just thought it wasn't appropriate when someone like him were there. What people do outside of work isn't his business, but he couldn't stand to watch her throw herself at him. He was tall, had blond hair, looked like he could take a punch. And he was escorting her out of the bar, Hotch took the last sip of his drink and pushed his way though the crowd, there was NO way he was letting her be set up for a killing... or a rape of some sort on his watch! At least, that's what he wanted to believe the reason for grabbing his arm right before he got into the cab.

"She'll talk a lot. During sex I mean. It's like she wont shut up. Then she'll ask you to marry her if you're any good, she'll push you and push you until you say yes. Yeah... I'm glad I got out while I could." Hotch said, the blond guy, who told Emily his name was Rick, looked at Hotch like he had 5 heads. "A friend told me about her." The blond guy looked over at Emily, whose jaw was dropped, then he looked over at Hotch. "I am not kidding." with those words, he left and Hotch got in the cab, Emily looked at him.

"What the hell was that, Hotch?" Emily asked, she was completely shocked. It was way out of character for Hotch to do, even he knew it.

"He could have killed you."

"Yeah, right Hotch. You know not every guy in the world wants to kill a girl." Emily told him.

"He seemed suspicious."

"Hotch, I'm a profiler. Why else do you think it took me 4 hours to find a guy? Because I was profiling him. I'm not stupid, I can take care of myself."

"I never said you couldn't. But since when is bringing a guy you hardly know to your hotel to sleep with him smart?"

"It's really none of your business, is it Hotch? Besides, how do you know we weren't going to do something else?"

"Like what?"

"Watch porn, I don't know Hotch! Stay out of my personal life." Emily said, the next 5 minutes of the car ride were spent in silence. "I don't know why you had to step in like that, Hotch! Just because you weren't having a fun time drinking by yourself, doesn't mean you have to ruin my fun." Emily said as she slid the card on the activation thing. It was denied because she had it the wrong way, Emily sight and turned it, then slid it again. "Why did you do that, Hotch?" she demanded.

"I told you why Emily!"

"Yeah, well guess what, Hotch. I'm a profiler, too. And even if I weren't, I'm not stupid. You need to tell me the truth because that was way out of line, Hotch." she told him as she opened the door, and turned towards him, Hotch looked at her.

"You shouldn't be sleeping with people you hardly know!"

"Hotch. We went through this. Stay the fuck out of my personal life!" Emily said as she slammed the door shut. She opened it two seconds later, Hotch was still there, he practically jumped at her and their lips collided, he shut the door, Emily jumped on him so her legs were around his waist and he pushed her against the wall. "I hate you," she breathed in between kisses.

"I hate you more." Hotch said as he deepened the kiss.

x o x o

Derek was exhausted, after dancing with a bunch of girls for an hour straight. He walked over to the bartender.

"What's the damage, kid?" Derek asked the guy that looked about 22. He pulled out the receipt and put it on the table, Derek picked it up.

"Oh, and hey, that blonde girl you were with left this on the bar." the bartender said as he picked up JJ's purse, Derek wasn't paying attention to that, he was paying attention to the 194 dollar bill for the drinks, then he looked up and saw him holding JJ's bag.

"Thanks, man." Derek said as he grabbed it and was about to reach in his pocket for his wallet, then paused and looked at JJ's bag. He opened it and grabbed her wallet, pulled one of her credit cards out and smiled. "Put it all on this," he said, the bartender nodded and went to do it. Derek looked through the cash and saw a 50 dollar bill. He sighed, no 20s. He handed the bartender the 50. "Go by yourself something nice, kid." he said as he quickly signed 'Jennifer Jareau' on the line, grabbed her purse and walked out. He would pay her back, once she found out that was.

10 minutes later he arrived back at the hotel and swiped his card, he walked in and put JJ's purse on the table and turned the lights on.

"Whoa! What the hell?" Derek screamed at the site in front of him. JJ was on top of Spencer. And they were NOT asleep.

"Derek, get out of here!" JJ said as she threw a pillow at him, Derek turned the light of and left without hesitation. He stood outside the door with utter disgust written all over his face. And complete shock. JJ sleeping with Reid? He must have had WAY to much to drink and passed out in his room when he got to the hotel, yeah. That was it. A dream. Derek knocked on JJ and Emily's hotel room, it took a while and a few extra knocks until the door opened.

"Morgan?" Emily asked, squinting her eyes at the light from the hall as she held the sheet up around her body.

"Yeah... can I bunk with you tonight? Somethings going on with..." he began as he saw the sheet. "What are you wearing?" Derek asked, Emily looked down, then shut the door a little before running to Hotch's pants and handing him the key card for Hotch's room.

"Stay in Hotch's room! Yeah! I'll talk to you later!" Emily said, sounding distracted as she shut the door. Derek shut his eyes hard and opened them again.

"This is some dream..." Derek said as he held the key card and walked to Hotch's room.