Another chapter for you guys before I start getting ready for graduation mass/crying for the next two days. Expect another update late Saturday night when I'm all cried out.
IX
"Anything?" Morgan tapped his foot impatiently as they waited for a diagnosis. Rossi and Reid hadn't returned from Melody Owen's house and there was no way for the team to contact them.
"God damn, she's good." Garcia cried, growing more agitated by the moment.
"What did she do?" Emily asked her friend as she toyed with the dysfunctional cell phone in her hand.
"She practically rewired everything from the inside out!"
"How is that possible?" Hotch frowned, thoughts immediately going to all the damage Mackenzie could do with the skill.
"I don't know but you can be sure I'll find out!" Several seconds of silence passed with only the audible tapping of Garcia's fingers on the keyboard until she whooped. "Got it! Okay, to reprogram your phones and PDAs, she had to have been within 30 feet of them."
"Which means she's either been in the station or followed us." Morgan sighed.
"How would she know we were here? Even the press didn't know until I told them." JJ asked herself, receiving no reply.
"Well, the device she used was small and compact." Garcia added. "Fit in her pocket and could be activated at the touch of a button."
"So, no way to track it?" Emily guessed in annoyance. The second they thought they had a lead, something happened and snatched it away from them. It was infuriating.
"I never said that." Garcia smirked devilishly at her companions. "To reprogram six cell phones and six PDAs would take a hell of a lot of juice."
"Can you find where it came from?" Morgan sat upright, excited for the first time in days.
"Give me a minute and I can find the color of her underwear if you'd like." Garcia tapped away furiously, a look of pure determination on her face.
"Her location would do." JJ chuckled slightly.
"Gotcha ya sneaky little-"
"Where Garcia?" Hotch interrupted, anxious to see what Mackenzie knew.
"Signal came from right outside the station the day you guys got there. After she latched on, it could be activated at any time and the same signal strength is currently coming from a flat at the Pierhouse in Brooklyn Bridge Park."
"Isn't that-"
"At the base of the Hudson River, why yes it is." Garcia smiled proudly as the team collected their things.
"Great job Penelope." Hotch praised the woman as they rushed out the door.
"What'd we got?" Water approached the team as they passed out their Kevlar.
"We found Mackenzie." Hotch summarized.
"You really think we're going to need those to catch a nerdy little girl?" Waters scoffed as he followed the team out, neglecting to grab a vest of his own.
"Never underestimate girls Detective." Emily shot at him before tossing an extra vest to the cocky detective.
"Oh, trust me sweetheart," the man winked in Emily's direction. "I don't." Before anyone could blink, Morgan was in Waters' face.
"Wanna back off man?" the dark-skinned man frowned as Waters didn't even flinch.
"Derek." Emily placed a hand on her friend's shoulder, easing him away from the cop. "Let's go."
"Yea, Derek." Waters teased. "Listen to your girlfriend."
"I am not his girlfriend." Emily spat the man only to receive a wide smile in return.
"Then why don't me and you skip this circus and play cop somewhere more private?"
"Why don't I shoot you in an appendage you value greatly?" Emily retorted, trying to push her way between the two men before Hotch grabbed her arm, gently easing her backwards.
"You want to waste time with a thief and potential killer on the loose, go ahead." The dark haired man glared at his counterpart. "But not on my case and definitely not with my agents. Now either pull yourself together or sit down and wait for Agent Prentiss to file a sexual harassment complaint against you." With that, the BAU stormed out and entered their vehicle in silence. Emily and JJ shared a look in the back seat of the SUV as Hotch fumed at the wheel. Neither woman expected their boss to react the way he did and it only served to add fuel to the thoughts brewing the JJ and Morgan's heads. Sighing, Emily closed her eyes and rested her head against the seat. Why would Hotch do that? Why did it matter to him that Waters was being a pig? Did he actually care about Emily or was he just annoyed at the loss of time? Emily felt a hand come over hers and looked to see JJ smiling sympathetically. She offered a tight smile back and the remainder of the car ride went by in silence.
