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Chapter 6

Dave walked out of his bedroom, dressed in his usual Italian made jeans, along with a tan light weight sweater (of the same make) with the sleeves pulled up his forearms. The color of the sweater highlighted his olive Italian skin. He noticed Harry holding his new clothes Dave had bought him, along with his toothbrush and tube of toothpaste.

He smiled at Dave, who smiled back. "Use mine Harry," he said with wave, picking up the phone. Harry started walking to Dave's bathroom when he heard him say, "Good morning Miguel. Could you recommend a restaurant for breakfast? I know you're a company person, but please not the one in this hotel that will charge twenty dollars for portions that wouldn't keep a bird alive. I've got a growing 18 year old to fill up." Harry smiled at that and moved to change and brush his teeth.

By the time he re-entered the living room, Zach had joined Dave. He too was dressed in jeans with a bright yellow long-sleeved polo shirt that showed off the tan of his face. He smiled at Zach, pointing to his chin. "You missed some whiskers."

"How to irritate Aaron Hotchner 1101; I'm getting straight A's in the class," Zach said with his big smile. Harry laughed, having figured out Aaron Hotchner was a straight-laced FBI Agent.

He looked at Dave. "You find a place to fuel up the kid?"

Dave nodded with a smile. "It's a couple blocks away. We can walk." The three headed out.

They walked into a mom and pop diner with one of the server's telling them to "make yourselves at home" and found a larger booth to sit in. Dave and Zach doubled up on one side. Less than thirty seconds later, an Afro-American woman stopped by. "I'm LaTasha, and I'll bring you some menus in just a second. How many coffees?" Dave smiled and held up two fingers.

LaTasha came back less than two minutes later with two mugs which she set on the table. Dave and Harry grabbed the cups and she filled them with the coffee warmer and then put it down as well. Looking at Zach, she said, "How 'bout you handsome?" as she passed out the menus.

"Could I get a large apple juice please?"

"Good looking and has manners. Can I bring you home to my momma?" she smiled. Zach blushed. "Be right back with that," LaTasha smiled.

Dave looked at him. "Another apple juice?" Zach just nodded. Dave looked at Scott. "When we get back to the room, no matter what, do not follow Zach into a bathroom." Harry gave him a puzzled look. "Just trust me. It's nothing like what you've smelled on the street."

Scott smiled. "Gotcha Dave." They looked over the menus. Zach took one look and closed his.

"As usual Uncle Dave, great choice on the restaurant. But this is on me." Dave burrowed a look into Zach's eyes that could have dug a tunnel to China. Zach matched it. "I'm pretty sure you'll be buying dinner tonight. This is on me, including the tip or I take you outside and we settle it for sure." He flexed his ever growing biceps and upper chest at Dave.

Harry smiled at Dave. "I've got twenty on the kid."

"Et tu, Brute?" Harry just smiled and nodded his head. He and Zach exchanged a fist bump.

LaTasha cruised up with his apple juice. "Need a few more minutes?" noticing Zach's menu already closed.

Dave nodded with a smile. "If you would please; we had a bit of an alpha male moment here on who's buying so I haven't had a chance to decide."

"Me neither," Harry smiled.

LaTasha looked at the three of them. "Who won?"

"The handsome, well-mannered kid," Harry smiled.

LaTasha smiled. "Oh hell; now I'm takin' you home to grandmamma as well." Dave and Harry laughed at Zach blushing again and read over their menus as LaTasha moved off.

She came back a couple minutes later and took their orders. Harry's eyes opened wide at Zach's order, with Dave just shaking his head at him. After LaTasha left, Zach looked around the booth. "Whattttt? Breakfast is the most important meal of the day," he smiled.

"Thank you Dr. Reid," Dave said. Zach just shook his head, as Dave explained the joke to Harry. Less than ten minutes later, LaTasha showed up.

"Two eggs, over easy, bacon, hash browns and white toast," she smiled, setting the plate in front of Harry. "Two eggs, over medium, bacon, hash browns and wheat toast," putting the plate in front of Dave. "Two eggs scrambled, bacon, hash browns and," putting another plate down, "two pancakes." She smiled at Zach, setting a large skim milk down as well. "Let me guess my handsome guy, maple syrup works for you."

"Am I that transparent?" Zach smiled.

"Yup handsome, you are," she smiled back, setting the syrup down. "Enjoy guys." They dove in, with Zach sharing his pancakes with the rest. Harry and Dave each took a couple of bits, with Zach wolfing down the rest. When they finished, LaTasha came over with the bill. Zach already had his bank card out that belonged to the one that his dad funded. She came back a couple minutes later and walked off to serve her other customers.

Zach looked the bill over: $29.97. He signed the receipt, took his copy and put it in his wallet and added a ten dollar bill for the tip. Harry looked at him.

"It was that much?"

"No Harry. I've just hung around Uncle Dave too long. I know how to show my appreciation for excellent service." Harry smiled. They rose out of the booth and left, taking a leisurely stroll back to the hotel.

When they got back to the room, Harry excused himself to use the bathroom. Zach looked at Dave. "I know there is something going on. Can you at least tell me the time element?"

"We'll have to leave by noon this afternoon."

"Mind if I jump on my laptop for a bit?"

"Go for it. Harry and I will enjoy the view," he said rubbing Zach's upper arm. When Harry came out of Zach's bathroom, he found the young man had his laptop on the small coffee table in the room with the TV on watching SportsCenter again. He smiled at him and walked into the living room, noticing Dave on the balcony.

He sat down and they caught up with each other, and did a bit a reminiscing. About forty-five minutes later, Zach appeared. "My fumigation of the bathroom has dissipated," he smiled. Dave laughed at him. "Mind if I go for a swim, Uncle Dave?"

"You brought your trunks?"

"I know you stay at only the best. There's got to be a pool," he smiled.

"There's a big ocean out there," Harry noted.

"I know, but I think I'll stick to the water with the chemicals in it."

"There's probably enough chemicals in that water out there," Dave said shaking his head. "Have fun."

A couple minutes later, Zach shouted a "good bye" to the two on the balcony. "Don't forget a room key Zach," Dave reminded.

"Got it Uncle Dave." He went out the door.

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When Zach re-opened the door, he wasn't sure if he should walk in or not. "What the hell is up with this? And why should I wear a suit coat and tie?" Harry angrily asked. He looked at Zach who was silently trying to get by the argument to get to his room. "Do you know what's going on?"

Zach shook his head. "I really don't. I'm in the dark as much as you are. But for the record, I've got to wear a suit too," he said, trying to ease the tension and kept moving to his room. He jumped in the shower for a quick rinse off of the chlorine, hung his suit over the tub side to get it to dry and moved to change as well, shutting the door.

He took his time, checking his laptop again and giving Pete a call. Confrontation was not Zach's strongest point of dealing with and he wanted to stay out of it. A half hour later, things had seemed to die down in the living room and Zach put his clothes on.

The grey suit was the one his dad had bought him for his high school graduation. They got it at the same place where they got the suit he wore for Haley's funeral, which of course, didn't fit anymore. Gino, Dave's tailor did the fitting. Zach smiled at the memory. "I'll fita it right in da coat and pant cuffs, leaving some extra hem so da giovanotto can get more wear outta da suit," he smiled at the two of them.

Of course, like his dad, he wore a white dress shirt. He pulled on his black socks, slid on his black dress shoes and tied them. They were exactly like his dad's, except a few sizes bigger. He tucked in his dress shirt and buckled the belt he looped through the dress pants. He reached in his bag and pulled out the red tie, already tied and walked to the door and opened it.

He looked out. "Is it safe to come out?" he smiled at Dave, who was also in a suit and tie. A rarity for one David Rossi. Harry was in dress pants, shirt and tie and a sport coat. David just shook his head at him. His humor could be exasperating at times, but Dave knew he kept Aaron sane with it in those dark days.

Zach walked out and pulled up the collar of his dress shirt. He threw the pre-tied tie over his head, pulled it down and got it settled around his neck, and pulled the collar down. Dave shook his head at him again. "That's cheating," he smiled.

"Yeah, but because I live with a Bureau super-agent that wears a tie every day to work, I've got a neatly tied tie. At least, after I put it into the choke hold." Harry and Dave laughed at him.

Dave reached for the phone. "Hi Miguel; could you have one of the valets bring my car around?" Dave listened for second. "Thank you. We'll be down shortly." Zach walked back into his room, went into the bathroom, buttoned his shirt collar and got the tie tightened to Hotchner standards. He grabbed his suit coat, and walked back into the living room, pulling the coat on.

"Like I just told Harry, you do clean up rather well."

Zach smiled. "I know how to wear a suit. It's in my genes." Dave laughed as Zach rolled his eyes.

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