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MEG'S POV
I sipped my coffee silently, waiting for Reid. I had his coffee (two teaspoons of sugar, just like he likes) already on his desk, but I was worried it was getting cold. He could always nuke it in the microwave if he didn't like it, though.
Ever since Mother left for London, the BAU seemed colder to me. I knew some of the team felt sorry that my adoptive mother had chosen to leave not only here, but her own daughter behind for a job across the pond. I didn't care. I did miss her, but I was 19 and could easily stand on my own.
I fidgeted at my desk, twirling my thumbs and digging through files not really looking for anything, just hoping to look busy. I looked up at SSA Hotchner's office, and saw Nessarose curled on the couch, her light brown curls flopped onto her face. She had headphones on, and her eyes closed as she napped in her father's chair. I couldn't help but glance at where sleeves should be, and see just stitched cotton clinging to her shoulder's. No arms. I touched my pale ones gingerly, happy they were there. I touched my satin-covered toes, fingering the ballet slippers, and said a thank-you prayer with my eyes closed.
"What are you doing?" I glanced up to see the honey-brown eyes gleaming down at me.
"Spencer," I smiled, standing gracefully. I hoped.... "I made you coffee," I said, smiling and biting my lip eagerly, ushering him to his desk next to mine. He laughed awkwardly, the way he always did.
"What's up with you?"
I frowned dramatically. "Why does something have to be wrong? I made you coffee. Can't I just do something nice? You act as if I'm a terrible person-"
"Meg, I just noticed you were abnormally happy. I didn't mean anything-"
"No. It's too late. You've said enough." I folded my arms over my chest and looked away. He sighed.
"What's up with you?" I heard another voice ask. I opened my eyes and glared.
"Derek Morgan, if you ask me that again I shall scream!" I stated, hopping up angrily and stealing my philosophy book from the table. I could hear him as I stomped away.
"What'd I say?"
Reid shrugged. I hid a smirk.
Shortly, after I had read into a good section of Beyond Good and Evil, the team climbed into the conference room. I smiled at the recently added Alex Blake, and she nodded at me. I received a surprise hug from the back and yelped, but relaxed when I saw the heavy teal eyeliner and bright pink lipstick on the smiling face.
"Penny!" I yelped,"Tu m'avez fait peur!"
"Calm yourself, darling," she said, petting my blonde hair. I frowned.
"I always forget you both speak French," Derek mumbled.
"French, born and raised," I said, not at all bothering to hide my accent this time.
Reid ducked his head into his file next to me, and I wondered what triggered it.
I heard a gentle laugh, and I looked up to see Nessarose across from me.
"Good morning, Nessa," I said, smiling, and rising to kiss my friend's cheek. She kissed me back and smiled her sweet smile.
"Good morning to you, Megara."
I laughed at my full name, which I never used.
"Comment vous regardez mon chéri! How darling you look!" I leaned down and straightened her teal and gold school tie for her. She had on a tan vest with a tick teal trim and a white blouse, with the sleeves stitched out. Her skirt matched the plaid tie, and she had high tan knee socks on with brown dress shoes.
"Not near as good as you," she said, and saw the sadness creep into her eyes.
"Please, dear, you have no idea how beautiful you are." I looked up at Hotchner. "You are going to have to watch the boys with this one, Hotchner," I said, and I groaned at how my accent hardly allowed me to speak my Commander's name.
"I know," Hotchner sighed, looking over at his adoptive daughter.
"Alrighty, enough with the love fest, back to the case," Rossi said.
"Yes, okay, this weekend the Porter family was found dead in their home."
"Signs of forced entry?" I asked.
"Negatory, babe." She flashed the bodies on the screen and I quickly turned away with a yelp, my head turning toward Spencer. He looked shocked at me, while the others ignored me out of respect and pity. I was still new here. I still couldn't take this.
I looked up at Nessa, whose eyes were raking over the screen that made me nauseous and filled me with vertigo. Her eyes were curious and innocent. It amazed me, after all she'd been through, how she could keep them like that.
I looked at the screen, the family was alive in this picture.
"The daughter, was she harmed in any way sexually or the mother?"
"Nope, baby."
I nodded in response, lips pursed.
"The Desmond family went missing this weekend."
"Any connection?"
"None that I can find. Yet. I will set to work, meanwhile my friends, you have a plane to catch."
I groaned and she laughed. "Have fun."
When half the team was out and Hotch was helping Nessarose with her balance, I groaned gathering my black satchel and cloak.
"Oh mon ... que fais-je?" I mumbled. Reid patted my back, and looked up at him with my big blue eyes. He jerked back, as if they shocked him, and I'd been told how scary and dead my blue eyes could look. I stared sadly at him, and he tried to weakly smile at me.
"C'mon. Let's get on the plane."
I nodded reluctantly, and we followed JJ out the door.
----------------------------------------------------Nessa's POV------------------------------------------------------ "Nessa dear time to get up." called my adoptive dad Aaron from down in the kitchen.
"Dad, can you get my uniform from the washer?"
"Sure thing baby doll." I heard Beth walk up behind me and I quickly said, "Don't bother with the prosthesis today Bethany." She bent over and gingerly helped me up and into the bathroom. She quickly helped me shower and change into the uniform I wore to work with my dad. We walked downstairs and I sat in the dining room and let Beth feed me my daily breakfast of oats with two teaspoons of honey. Call me OCD or what have you but everything has to be the same for me. Beth left for work and Dad helped me pack my go bag and my special voice controlled laptop for schoolwork. We got to the car and started the voyage to the office and I asked Aaron,
"Where's Jack today?"
"He stayed over with Hailey."
"Oh"
I quieted down for the rest of the 30 minute drive in and when we got there I saw Reid were the only two not here yet. Aaron helped me out and over to the elevator and finally we got to our floor. I carefully walked out and into the arms of one Penelope Garcia.
"Dolly how are you?
"Good as ever Penelope."
"I have the songs you wanted added to your Ipod added."
"Thanks Penelope."
"Girly it's Penny and you know that."
"Sorry Penny."
"Your forgiven for now little duck." She handed the IPod to my dad and wondered off with a bewildered Morgan in tow. We finished the walk to his office were Rossi was waiting in lurk.
"Hey bella how are you today?"
"I'm fine David and I'm anything but beautiful."
"Nonsense you are very beautiful."
"Whatever you say." I finally got into Aaron's office and he put my earphones in for me and adjusted the volume. He sat down and began paperwork while I drifted off into blessed slumber. I dreamed some not so pleasant dreams however. I dreamed of the night I was abducted and the chaos afterwords. But then I dreamed of my new family. Megara.Rossi, Penny, Reid, Derek, Emily, and I was getting to know the new girl Alex.
I wake up to see Rossi bent down trying to pick me up without waking me and I help him stand me up. Aaron, Rossi, and I begin the walk to the board room and I flump into my seat when we get there. I smile at the new girl and stick my tongue out in Reid's direction. I see Megara stride in and I can almost see the tension between her and Reid. We all know they should just get together already. I then notice what she's wearing, a gauzy white peasant blouse and a mid calf length black skirt. She also had on white ballet slippers and a black satchel she never put down.
I saw Reid gazing at her and his eyes flick to her exposed chest and quickly blushed and hid his head in his folder. I laughed at the irony that two of the smartest people I knew couldn't figure out that the other actually liked them. I must have laughed louder then intended because she spots me. She sets her stuff down and comes around to greet me.
"Good morning Nessa."
"Good morning Megara." She laughed and bent down to straighten my tie and she mutters "Comment vous regardez mon chéri! How darling you look!" I blush and not believing the comment she uttered reply,
"Not near as good as you" I quickly drift into morbid thoughts and when I hear Penelope speak turn towards the board. I look and see the mutilated bodies of the Porter family and something strikes me as odd and just as I figure it out Meg shrieks and disrupts my thought train. I only half pay attention to what is being said as I try to place what looks so familiar about the photo I'm seeing. Aaron helps me up and and gathers my bags and we walk towards the boarding area for the plane.
My dad helps me up and into the plane and I feel us beginning our takeoff so I begin listening to my audio book Meg helped me pick out ' "Percy Jackson, The Lightning Thief." I had just gotten to the good part as the plane began descent and I saw the landscape below us. We finally touched ground and I was carefully helped off the plane and I saw Megara being helped down by Reid. It warmed my heart to see those two so happy together. Even if they weren't technically together. We found the SUV and I was laid in the backseat. I felt us leave and I drifted off once again.
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Meg's POV
I plopped down next to window on the plane, staring out at the sky. Reid sat next to me, and I humped.
"Hey," he said.
"Hello," I replied, letting my accent sound as snooty to him as possible.
"You still up for the comic con this weekend?" he asked me. I opened my philosophy book, and scanned the page I'd read hundreds of times before.
"Peut-être," I mumbled,"I suppose, if not only to keep Nessa company. I suppose she and Penny would be dreadful bored with you as there only company." I straightened the sleeves of my blouse, and pulled up the tank that kept slipping down. My hair had straightened itself this morning, as it did on colder days.
Reid was blushing, and I didn't know what I'd done. I guess that comment was a little below the belt.
"I'm sorry," I said in perfect English. I didn't look at him, but stared out the window.
"Any plans for Halloween?" I asked.
"Handing out candy at my apartment. You?"
"Looking to see who has the lights off."
Reid laughed. "To check for sex offenders?"
"Uh, duh," I replied, unable to do that without a French syllable creeping in.
He laughed. I felt a little drowsy, as air travel always made me, but I couldn't sleep. I did however, let my head rest on Reid's shoulder, every now and then letting a little sigh part my lips. He gingerly reached forward to touch my hair.
"Spencer," I said, smiling, my accent coating my voice. I didn't have to look up to see his cheeks turn cherry.
"Here, let me help you," Spencer took my hand as I descended off the plane. I blushed a little, the wind blowing my blonde hair back, and I couldn't help but remember Casablanca, and giggle, only to earn a quizzically look from Reid. I loved that look, because it happened so rarely, perplexing him.
"Can I drive to the station?" I asked Morgan, who was halfway into the drivers seat. JJ and Rossi stared at me, as if I had just asked to blow up the White House.
"I am a good driver and you know it!" I pouted, arms crossed over my chest.
"Let her or we'll never leave," Hotchner said walking by with Nessa.
"Fine," Morgan grumbled, throwing me the keys.
"Hourra! Je vous remercie! La!" I twirled before jumping into the drivers seat and speeding off, the team screaming in the backseat.
I was walking in the back of the Police Station as our deputy walked out.
"Whoa," I whispered besided Nessa. She giggled at my weakness for men, which I'd always had. Staring googly eyes at him, he didn't notice me for a moment, just introduced himself.
"I'm Deputy Jason Berkey, co-head of the Staples Police Station," he said. His voice was crisp, and I'd say he'd be from the North East region of America. He was slender, built like an actor, with curly light brown hair sticking to his head. He had hazel eyes set in a slender face, with pink lips. There was no emotion as he shook hands.
"-SSA Morgan and Dr. Reid," Hotchner finished.
"Here's the keys," I said, strutting in, throwing them at Morgan.
"Whose this?" Jason asked, eyeing Nessa and I. "Kids?"
I frowned inwardly. I was 19 years old! I was a women. I leaned back on a desk, letting my lithe dancer's frame do it's work for me.
"Nessarose is my daughter," Hotcher said. Nessa smiled awkwardly as Jason waved. The shawl was wrapped around her shoulders, and you honestly would never notice if she had arms or not.
"SSA Giry works for the BAU."
I nodded.
"Giry," he said, sitting on a desk across from me. "How do you spell that?"
"G-I-R-Y," I said, but my G still sounded like Jh, so, my name came out JHEER-EE. When I spelled it, it sounded more like,"JAY-EE-AIR-EE".
I was hopeless. I couldn't get rid of my accent.
However, Jason smiled at me, his eyebrows raised.
"Interesting," he said, stretching out each syllable.
I batted my black eyelashes. "Is it now?" I said, leaning forward on my hands.
"Hey, uh, case?" Morgan said. Jason's face snapped back to no emotion.
"Er, right. This way."
I smirked after him. This was going to be too much fun.
-------------------------------------------------Ness's POV----------------------------------------------------------- I woke up as we pulled into the police station and looked out the window at the other SUV and noticed Meg was driving the car. I saw the looks of panic on the other team members faces and I cracked up. My dad having noticed I was awake looked in the general direction and noticed what I was laughing at. He joined me in laughing and we were still smiley when we got there. Dad helped me out of the car and we waited for the rest of the team to get in. Meg and them pulled up and while the rest of the team filed in me and Meg lingered outside enjoying the beautiful landscape.
We followed in and as the Deputy came to greet us Meg let out an involuntary, "Whoa." I giggled at the fact she couldn't control her boy hungry ways, even on the job. He introduced himself as Deputy Jason Berkley and I couldn't help but notice Meg just openly ogling him. Reid looked set to kill Jason so I nudged Meg to remind her to give the keys and to break her ogle session with Jason. Reid looked at me thankfully and I nodded at him to acknowledge it. Jason questioned me and Meg being here so Meg being Meg decided to show off what Momma Nature gave her and leaned on a desk, exposing the tops of her moon pale breasts.
I shook my head at her display and smiled at Mr. Berkley as dad introduced me and Meg. It still ticked me off that everyone assumed that me and her were still kids. Granted I was 16 going on 17 but still. Meg was a full fledged adult. Mr. Berkley and his assistant Jordan Machiovitz showed us to our office. Jordan was a smaller built man with black curly hair that touched the top of his eyes. His face was a light tan with deep set green eyes and conch pink lips. But something struck me as off about him...............and for that matter Jason too. I resolved to tell Meg about that later.
We set up the stuff we brought with us and I wondered down towards the door we came into earlier. I was almost there but I fell. I knew I would have to sit there till one of the team came along. I heard footsteps behind me and a thump as a person sat down. I turned and saw the Jordan character from earlier with his back against the wall. I try to scooch out of eye range and I back into a stack of boxes that come crashing down around me. He jumps up and I try to look less guilty. He meanders over and leers down at me.
"Whats a pretty lady like you doing back here?"
"I was trying to go outside and I fell."
"And you didn't stand up because?"
Here came the dilemma. Dad said I wasn't supposed to tell strangers I had no arms, but I needed help up and he wasn't a total stranger. I made my decision.
"You see kind sir, I don't have arms and I needed help up so I resolved to wait for my team to find me."
"Why didn't you just say that."
"Would you just help me up?"
He leaned down and wrapped his thinly muscled arms around my waist and pulled me up.
"Do you need help getting back to your team?"
"Please and thank you."
"Anything for a pretty lady such as yourself."
He escorted me back to the office and I saw the panic in my dad's eyes turn to anger.
"Where were you Nessarose Hotchner?"
"I was walking down the hallway and fell. Mr. Machiovitz helped me back."
" Thank you for helping my daughter back. She doesn't seem to realize she needs help to do things.
I wonder back to the white boards and see Reid standing next to me. He seems depressed about something so I resolve to ask him.
" Whats the matter Reid?"
" I like this girl and she doesn't seem interested in me at all. She tried to help me yesterday and I ended up making her angry at me."
" If you like her this much just ask her out already."
" But I can't. What if she says no. What if she hits me with one of her text books? What if she spits at me and refuses to talk to me again?"
"Reid calm down. I f you like her this much she can't say no to a date with you. In fact don't ask her on a date to begin with. Invite her to do something both of you enjoy. Like invite her to a book signing of you guys favorite author or something."
"Thank you Nessa."
"You're very welcome Reid. By the way if we're talking about the same person, I think she'll say yes."
I looked over the picture of the Desmont family and the Porter family. I finally noticed the similarity I couldn't figure out. Both of the families had teen daughters that were battling a losing war against Ecstasy. I noted there were quite a few drug dealers in town but only about 10 of them were know to sell Ecstasy. I called Alex back and motioned her over,
"I noticed the teenage girls in both families have a link."
" And what would that link be?"
" Both have Ecstasy addictions and there are only a handful in town that sell it."
" Is it possible the drug dealers came after them for money?"
" That's what I was thinking."
" I'll run it by the rest of the team and see what they think. That's a very good start by the way Nessa."
" Thank you. I noticed something earlier but I couldn't figure it out."
Alex walked up and began talking with the rest of the team. I noticed Meg was over in the corner talking to Jason and was giving him the crazy eyes as I called it. She fluttered her eyes but she doesn't have the speed worked out quite right so it looks like a electric fan gone crazy. He seemed into her though and was leaning into her space. I saw Reid go to walk up to her, but he noticed Jason was there and he wondered off looking like every bit the proverbial kicked puppy. I decided to break up the flirt fest considering we were on a job here.
"Hey Meg, would you help me get a glass of water? Dad and the rest are getting ready to go to the crime scene and I don't want to bother them at the moment."
She excused herself from the conversation and followed me to the drink cooler.
" Nessa now what did you really want? You hate water!"
Only with her accent it came out sounding way to french.
"I was just reminding you that we are here to do a job, not flirt with the men."
She humphed and stalked back over to Jason. I was going to have to push Reid to make his move if he wanted Meg.
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I was just playing with Jason. I didn't have any intention of being with this guy. Ever. He probably had an IQ of 70, and considered facebook literature. I'd never be able to engage in any intellectual conversation with this guy. He seemed to be interested in two things:My accent, and my breasts. While I smiled at him and batted my lashes, he nodded and looked like he had died and gone to heaven. I was thankful when Morgan came over and said we were retiring for the night.
"Wanna room with me, Nessa?" I asked.
She nodded with a smile. "I'll ask Aaron," she said, and wandered cautiously off.
"So," I heard behind me and rolled my eyes. I turned with a sweet smile, and stared through my black lashes.
"So," I said, straightening Jason's tie.
"You'll still be in town tomorrow, right?"
"Oui," I said, biting my lip and simpering.
He smiled,"Dinner, my place?"
I looked up at him, and touched his cheek. "We'll see," I said, stalking off, my arm around Nessa's waist.
"You are such a coquette," Nessa said as we left.
"Oui," I said, laughing, and popped into the car. We sat next to an annoyed Dr. Reid, who had to listen to us giggling, and me drabble on about Jason's gorgeous eyes.
"Really, you're not interested in him at all?" Nessa asked. I had helped her into her pajamas, and she was in our bed, with Glee on the television set.
"Nope," I said, changing into my white night gown. "Just a fun little game. You should try it. That Jorden guy has the most adorable green eyes," I said, bumping her lightly with hip. (Much harder and she would've fallen over.)
She snorted. "Yeah, and his IQ is up there with Charlie Gorden's."
"Before or after the surgery?" I asked. She stared.
"You caught my book reference?"
"Uh, oui, darling," I said, eyes wide.
"I dunno," Ness said after a few minutes of silence. Darren Criss was singing beautifully (and even I got weak in the knees-okay, that's not saying much.) and I was brushing my teeth while I looked over at her.
"Quoi?" I asked.
"I just...something about those two is off."
"Jordan and Jason?" I asked. She nodded. "Oh, come on. Yeah, they're weird but they're dumber than bricks. You don't think they have something to do with the family's disappearing, do you?"
Nessa pursed her lips before saying,"I don't think you should go on that date tomorrow night."
I snorted. "Wasn't planning on it, babe. Trust me." I pantomimed hanging myself and she laughed as my tongue and eyes popped out of my head. I crawled into the queen bed we had to share and drifted off to sleep.
I was running, but I didn't know where. I was looking for something, but I didn't know what. I saw a slender form pass under a beam of light which I presumed belonged to the moon.
"Spencer?" I called out, and my voice echoed around the setting of my dream. The figure approached, and I ran to Reid, jumping into his arms.
"It's scary in here," I mumbled in his ear.
"I know."
Unfamiliar hands patted my back as the strange voice bounced around.
"Jason?" I asked, my voice ghostlike.
"Shhh, Megara, some one's coming," he whispered, letting go of me and backing away.
"Spencer?" I asked.
"SPENCER!" I jolted awake, quickly questioned what form of flesh was under my hands. I looked down to see Nessa, her head on my chest. I smiled. I'm glad I had her, and that she was still locked in the world of sleep. I was glad that I had a girl like this, like a sister. I'd always been an only child, even with two different mothers, biological in France, and an adoptive in America. I didn't wake Nessa, but let her sleep. The sun was creeping up slowly, and I resolved to stir her at 6:30, because I had to shower and then bathe her. However, winds slapped against the side of the building and the window pane, and Nessarose awoke shortly after me. She inhaled slowly, and kept her eyes closed, and nuzzled closer to me. I squeezed her sides, and she opened her eyes.
"Good morning," I said.
"Good morning," she mumbled, trying to close her eyes again.
"Oh, no you don't," I said, sitting her up. She groaned.
"I'm tired," she stretched out the word, making it so I never wanted to hear it again.
"Get up," I said, helping her. "We need to get you in the bath."
I pulled of Nessarose's green robe off, and helped her step into the hot water in the porcelain tub. She sighed as the bubbles formed around her neck. I took the wash rag and cleaned her body, running up her back and neck. I washed and rinsed her hair, and shaved her legs.
"Beth must have fun with you," I said, drying her body and wrapping her head in a towel,"you're like a dress up doll." I dug through her suit case.
"Ohhhh!!" I squealed. "Why did you not inform me about this?" I asked, holding up a red dress with a little rose pinned at the waist.
She frowned at me. "Beth bought it for me. To wear to homecoming."
I scanned it. "It still has the tag on it," I said.
"I didn't go."
I pursed my lips.
"Wear it today," I begged.
She started to speak before a knock sounded at the door. I frowned.
"Coming!" I screamed. I flung it open. I was still in my nightgown and my hair was still a mess as I looked at Aaron Hotchner.
"How is she?"
"In the bath," I lied.
"Oh. You're washing her? You didn't have too."
"I consider her a sister, sir. I'll help in anyway I can."
"Thank you," he said, before leaving. No emotion on his face at all. I humped.
"Who was that?" Nessa asked, head still under the blow dryer I'd propped up.
"Your dad," I said, taking up the dryer and fluffing her hair.
"Oh."
"He was just checking up," I said.
She nodded.
"...Please wear the dress," I said. She groaned.
"Meg-"
"PLLEEAAASSSEEEE!!!"
She made a face and I knew she would cover her ears if she could. "Fine! Fine, fine! Just shut up!"
"Yessss!!!" I pumped my fist. "...Can I curl your hair?"
"Try it and you die," she growled.
"Fine, fine," I said, throwing up my hands. I had her dressed and sitting on the bed in a few minutes. I turned on the news for her and started off toward the shower.
"I'll be right out and-maudit!" I cursed as another knock sounded at the door. "Who-Spencer!" My back went ramrod straight and I slammed the door as soon as I had opened it.
"Who was that?" Nessa asked.
"Spencer!" I said, running to the mirror.
"Why'd you slam the door on him?"
"I'm in my nightgown! I haven't brushed my hair. I don't have on make-up-"
"Hotch came to the door a minute ago and you were fine!"
"That's different!" I said, pulling the brush through my hair,"That's Hotch! If it were Morgan or JJ-"
"You'd be behaving the same way," she said smugly. I stared.
"Well, Spencer is close to my age-"
"Meg Giry he is 30 years old!"
"Okay! I give up! How do I look?" I asked pitifully.
"Great for a girl in a nightgown."
I cursed.
"Hey, at least your skin is clear and your hair looks good," she said. I nodded, trying to convince myself. I turned and opened the door.
"Uh, hi?" Spencer said.
"Hey," I said, smiling weakly. "Sorry about that. I, uh, wasn't dressed."
"So you opened the door?"
"I thought you were someone else," I blurted out quickly, then blushed. How stupid could I get?!
Spencer blushed too, and I noticed his hands. "I brought you and Nessa breakfast. Mind if I come in?"
"No, no, not at all!" I said.
"Actually," Nessa said behind me,"Meg needs to get ready."
I looked from her to Spencer pitifully. "Oh, well, I'll-uh-leave this hear and go. Okay?"
"Okay," I said, and watched him turn to go. He stopped just before he turned.
"Meg?"
"Yeah?" I asked.
"Did you have nightmares last night?"
I nodded slowly. He nodded back. "I thought I heard you scream around four. I thought some waffles could fix it." He smiled. Why did I feel like Morgan had told him to say that?
"Spencer?" I asked. "Thank you. For this," I smiled. He smiled back and left. I closed the door, and couldn't stop smiling.
"Sorry I had to make him leave," Nessa said,"you do need to get ready."
"I know," I said. "I'm not mad."
"And as your wing-woman, I feel like I need to tell you something."
"Yeah?"
"Your night-gown is see-through."
"Tringler!" I groaned and left for the shower.
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I sat on the bed watching the news and staring at the ceiling. I glanced down at the dress Meg had put me in and tried to figure out why today of all days she would put me in a dress. I was upset at myself for shooing Spencer off but it had to be done. Meg wasn't ready yet and we had to leave soon. I heard another knock at the door and not having arms I had to improvise. I leaned down and put my head on the door. I pushed my chin down on the handle and opened it a margin.
I saw dad standing outside with a tray of fruit and he brushed the door open. He walked in and sat the tray on the table in our room. He glanced over what I was wearing and in nontraditional dad style said,
"The silver sandals match it the best."
I gasped because most dads would have told me to take it off and change. He feed me my fruit and milk and just as we finished Meg strode out in nothing but her towel. Dad turned his head and covered his eyes as Meg shrieked some french words I wouldn't be able to say. I imagine there was some very colorful language if her English vocab was any indicator. She quickly grabbed her clothes and fled to the bathroom. Dad stood up slowly and mumbled off an apology for me to tell her.
He hustled out of the room taking my bag with him. Meg peaked out of the bathroom door and seeing it was only me came out.
"Why didn't you say he was out here?"
"I didn't think about it to be honest."
"UGGGHHHHHHH!"
She finished changing and gathered her stuff up. We walked out the door and down to the lobby to wait for the rest of the team. Morgan, Reid and JJ came down in a pod followed by dad. Rossi was the last down and as soon as he saw me uttered,
"No way! No way in hell is my grand baby going out in public like that!"
I blushed and instead of Meg coming to my aid it was Aaron who did.
"Rossi I approved it and I'm the dad."
Rossi glared at him and took off towards the SUV. Meg, Spencer and I rode in one and the rest rode together. Spencer drove and Meg kept flicking her eyes in his direction every 10 seconds. Meg wore a blue dress with one shoulder that came down into a flowy sleeve. It came down to just below her knees and she paired it with silver ballet slippers. I stared at Reid and noticed he kept flicking his eyes at the low neckline of the dress. We got there and the first thing I noticed was Jason dragged Meg off to a private corner on the office we were in. Jordan walked up behind me and grabbed my waist to pull me off. I followed him to an office 3 doors down.
" I had to talk to you without your dad staring at us."
"Why does it matter if he's around?"
"Because I couldn't do this."
He bent down and pressed his lips against mine in a brief kiss. He pulled back and backed me into a wall. He bent my head back and I had enough pretense of mine to plant a square kick in his crotch and I felt him fall backwards. I pushed my shoulder into the push door and fled into the hallway. I walked back towards the office and made it inside. I fled to the back table were my laptop was set up for me. I told it to connect me to Penny's computer. It dialed her up and got the connection established between us. She took one look at me and was like
"Ducky why are you in a dress?"
"Meg dressed me up in one."
"Now what do you need from your tech goddess?"
I calmed myself and assured my mind nothing more was going to happen.
"Reference a list of Ecstasy dealers in Staples and a list of know clients."
"Will do. Anything else?"
"I need a list of all know pimps in the area. I think that may be how the two girls met."
"Will do chikadee."
She signed off and I leaned back in the chair. Morgan snuck up behind me and pulled me over his shoulder. He carried me into the main area and sat me down.
"Your dad says I'm to get food in you in any way possible."
He attempted several times to jam the food into my mouth and I blocked him every time. I wasn't hungry and I don't eat when I 'm not hungry. Dad is always telling me I need meat on my bones. Morgan gives up and takes me back to my laptop. I see Penny got me the files I needed. I decide now would be as good a time as any to take a nap.
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Meg's POV
My ballet slippers were propped up on his desk, and his eyes scanned the length of my legs. I smiled.
"Whatcha got there?" I asked in my most Marilyn Monroe voice. I was successful.
"Just a few boring files. Nothing you'd be interested in."
I could feel Reid's glare across the room.
"Of course not," I told Jason. "Because I'm a stupid woman, right? Who doesn't do anything but cook and clean and powder my nose," I sighed with a sad smile. "I guess that's all I'll ever be to men..."
I strolled off, humming and skipping. He stared.
"Meg! Wait! I didn't mean it!"
I sighed, and leaned against him. "I know you didn't. Say, what are you doing tonight?" I asked, purposely bringing up the dinner.
"Hopefully dinner tonight with you," he smiled, propping up my chin with his finger. I pouted dramatically.
"What's wrong?"
"Oh, I have so many files to fill out, I was just hoping I could have someone help me..."
"I'll help you!" Jason quickly said.
"You'd do that for me?" I asked, out of breath, clutching my hands clichely to my chest. He took them into his own.
"I'd do anything for you," he said. "When do we start?"
I smiled sweetly, then angrily trust the files into his hands.
"Whenever you have free time," I said, and scampered off. Jason must've had quiet the expression, because when I saw Nessa, her she was cracking up looking behind me.
"What was that about?" she asked.
"Just having a little fun. What's up with you? Hows the dress?" I grabbed for my water bottle and drank.
"It got me face raped."
Okay, note to self, no longer drink when asking questions. I spit and water came out my nose. I quickly grabbed for napkins, and checked out the window, happy that no one saw that,
"By whom?!" I screeched.
"Jordan."
"Salaud! Quel fils de pute!" I cursed, and kicked the wall.
"Please don't translate," Nessa said.
"What...in what mind did he think he had the right...Salaud!!" I sat in a chair and put my head in my hands.
"I have half a mind to tell your father-"
"Do not do that!" she said, sitting across from me.
"Nessa-"
"He'll never let me out of his sight again!"
I thought on that. I remember my mother-Madame Giry-how I was always training in front of her. The other girls in the ballet didn't have their mother as their instructor, and only saw their parents once or twice a year. Some not at all. They were whores, but still, I knew what it was like not having freedom. That's why I ran away. I didn't want Nessa to have that.
"Alright...but if this becomes a problem again-"
"Then you have every right to kick his ass. But now, let's just...stay calm about it. Alright?"
"...Alright..."
"Meg!" Spencer burst in.
"Yes?" I asked.
"The Desmont family was just found in the woods."
"Evidence?"
"Yeah. The weapon was left behind. Jason Berkey's finger prints were found on the trigger."
"They let you visit me already?" Jason laughed darkly. He was in a jail cell, closed off. I wasn't the questioner. At least, that's what Jason thought. I was saying I was visiting him, that I didn't believe he could do this. I was a pretty damn good actress, even if I'd never been anything but a chorus girl.
"It's not true they'll kill you is it?" I whispered.
"If they convict me," he said.
"Did you do it?"
"What a question," he said, looking up at me. I smiled.
"I know you didn't do it, you couldn't have! You were with me all day! You wouldn't be near as handsome if you were a murderer." I smiled, but I let my face sadden as I rose from my chair. "Look at me making jokes, when I really want to cry." I turned my back to him. "In a moment, I shall cry."
"Oh, Meg, c'mon. It's not that bad. With a girl like you on my side, they won't get me."
I was glad my back was too him, so he couldn't see me sneer. I was facing the window where the BAU was watching. I knew I looked like I could turn around and ring this ingrates neck.
"I hope so, Jason," I said, whipping around and sobbing into his shirt. I felt his arms, the inside of his elbow. I smiled.
"Jason, what's that?" I ran my finger over the track marks on the inside of his elbow.
"Nothing."
"You...you shoot?" I asked, backing away.
"How could...keep that from me?"
"Meg-"
"Please, just stop. Alright?" I whispered. I walked toward him, and planted a kiss on his cheek. A soft, lingering one. He would think about it tonight, and how deep it was, the emotion behind it.
"I'll see you soon," I promised. I left him there.
"I can't believe you were right, Nessa," I said to her. I stretched in my chair, my arms going behind me, my chest going out. Reid blinked at me. I smiled nonchalantly at him. What was up?
"Eh, I can," she said, having her father pause her audio book.
"Whatta bout thing two?" I asked.
"Jorden?" Hotchner asked.
"Oui," I replied. "Monsier Creepy Part Two."
"He could be our ring leader," Nessa suggests.
"And Jason's stupid, but not stupid enough to leave finger prints and a discarded gun."
"Are you sticking up for him?"
"Not the time, Reid," Morgan reprimands.
"Our safest bet is to dig up some dirt. Time to call Penny!" I said.
"Penelope-"
"Done and done! Nessarose Hotchner contacted me earlier to find up the gunk in your city and guess who found a juicy piece of info? Creepy Machiovitz sells the lovely Ecstasy -"
"Which Meg's man Jason shoots," Morgan said.
"Whoa, Meg's gotta man?" Penny asked.
"When Hell freezes over..." I mumble.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I knew something screamed vermin scum wad about those two! I was pissed now! I had left Meg alone is senior creeper's mitts. He could have killed her or worse! I never wanted anyone to go through what I went through and the fact it could have happened to Meg got me pretty ticked. I remembered he had giving me the address of a safe place to meet him and "Have some fun." I motioned to my bag for someone to pull it out and show it to the team. Dad , Rossi, Morgan. JJ, and Megara looked ticked that I hadn't told them about this but I knew I wouldn't be let out of their sight if I told. We loaded up the SUV and raced towards the safe house.
We decided or rather forced them to let me and Meg go in by ourselves. Me because he would expect me and her because she could play dumb about Jason's arrest. We arrived at the safe house and right off the bat noticed something peculiar about it. It took us a minute to figure out what it was and I nearly flipped when I figured it out. He invited me to a Brothel!! Meg looked ready to kill and so was I. He planned to sell me and Meg to a brothel! Had the man never heard of respect for women. I cooled down so we could walk in. We glided in and heads turned from all directions towards us. Men slowly walked around us encompassing us in a wall of meat. Jordan broke through and pulled us out.
"Ness, I didn't think you would actually show up."
"I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't want my dad walking in."
"Understood."
Meg looked ready to deck him as he rudely grabbed my ass. I motioned for her to go along with it. He pulled me towards one of the rooms in the back and Meg drifted behind, shoving those who dared to grab her. We got into the room and as he was pulling his pants down Meg handcuffed him from behind, We dragged him back through the lounge and out to the waiting police cars. JJ was keeping the guys as far from him as she could. We started the monotonous drive back to the station. My dad's arm wrapped around me keeping me in his sight. I saw Meg leaning half asleep on Reid's shoulder and Reid was blushing a bright red as he petted her blond hair. I watched the two of them and it made me happy they were getting along again. I decided to invite Meg to bunk with me again tonight before the plane left tomorrow.
"Hey Meg. Do you want to bunk with me tonight?"
"Sure just let me get my stuff."
We arrived back at the hotel and I decided tonight dad could pay for us to have dinner in our hotel room. I didn't feel like going out and dad wasn't ready to leave me alone without somebody. We ordered the daily special from room service and finished as Meg arrived for the night. Dad kissed me good night and told me not to bother Meg tonight. I glowered at him and lightly kicked his shin.
He fake grimaced and wondered down to Rossi"s room for the night.
"Heeeeyyyyyyyy Meg do you want to invite Reid over to make up for this morning?"
"I guess if you want to."
We called down to Reid's room and he came into the room with his ears already bright red from Morgan's taunts we heard from down the hallway. I sat on the bed as Meg picked the movie and Reid flicked through a book.
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"Put the book down," I said, ripping it from his hands. He frowned.
"I hate movies."
"I do too, but I can't read a book with you, now can I?"
He blushed. "I could slow down for you," he supplied.
I pouted. "Gee, thanks." I looked at Nessa. "Why did you ask for him to come up here?"
Nessa glared at me, and I glared back.
"I can stare you down all night, Nessa. Don't make me."
"Maybe I should go..." Reid said.
"Stay!" Nessa begged. "Meg will behave, won't you?"
"What's your definition of behaving?" I grumbled, flopping down on the bed. Reid stood awkwardly, eyeing Nessa and I on the bed. Nessa rose from the bed, and whispered in my ear,"I'll take the couch tonight," then raised her eyebrows at me. I stared.
"Nessa!!"
Reid looked at me with his eyebrows together. Confused. I smiled.
"...You wanna sit next to me?" I asked, scooting and patting the white sheets beside me. He turned out the light and the black and white silent version of The Phantom of the Opera came on. I felt his body slide in next to me, and I flung the blankets over his lap. Nessa had her nightgown on, and I had pulled a green blanket over her. She was rising and falling softly, but I knew she wasn't asleep. I felt Reid's warmth next to me, and I nuzzled into, my head filling the space on his shoulder, where it should be. I slipped into unconsciousness, only to be woken by Derek Morgan pounding on the door.
"Yo, Pretty Boy. You're in a hotel room at 12 with two underage girls."
"Derek Morgan, I am 19 years old!"
Spencer left that night, and we bored the plane the next morning. I watched the clouds outside my window, and pretended what we just did defeated the last ounce of evil in world. There wouldn't be another case and I wouldn't have to get back on the plane tonight. But I would.
But for now, I let my world of bliss surround me, with these people next to me being the closet thing to a family I've ever known.
MEG'S POV
I sipped my coffee silently, waiting for Reid. I had his coffee (two teaspoons of sugar, just like he likes) already on his desk, but I was worried it was getting cold. He could always nuke it in the microwave if he didn't like it, though.
Ever since Mother left for London, the BAU seemed colder to me. I knew some of the team felt sorry that my adoptive mother had chosen to leave not only here, but her own daughter behind for a job across the pond. I didn't care. I did miss her, but I was 19 and could easily stand on my own.
I fidgeted at my desk, twirling my thumbs and digging through files not really looking for anything, just hoping to look busy. I looked up at SSA Hotchner's office, and saw Nessarose curled on the couch, her light brown curls flopped onto her face. She had headphones on, and her eyes closed as she napped in her father's chair. I couldn't help but glance at where sleeves should be, and see just stitched cotton clinging to her shoulder's. No arms. I touched my pale ones gingerly, happy they were there. I touched my satin-covered toes, fingering the ballet slippers, and said a thank-you prayer with my eyes closed.
"What are you doing?" I glanced up to see the honey-brown eyes gleaming down at me.
"Spencer," I smiled, standing gracefully. I hoped.... "I made you coffee," I said, smiling and biting my lip eagerly, ushering him to his desk next to mine. He laughed awkwardly, the way he always did.
"What's up with you?"
I frowned dramatically. "Why does something have to be wrong? I made you coffee. Can't I just do something nice? You act as if I'm a terrible person-"
"Meg, I just noticed you were abnormally happy. I didn't mean anything-"
"No. It's too late. You've said enough." I folded my arms over my chest and looked away. He sighed.
"What's up with you?" I heard another voice ask. I opened my eyes and glared.
"Derek Morgan, if you ask me that again I shall scream!" I stated, hopping up angrily and stealing my philosophy book from the table. I could hear him as I stomped away.
"What'd I say?"
Reid shrugged. I hid a smirk.
Shortly, after I had read into a good section of Beyond Good and Evil, the team climbed into the conference room. I smiled at the recently added Alex Blake, and she nodded at me. I received a surprise hug from the back and yelped, but relaxed when I saw the heavy teal eyeliner and bright pink lipstick on the smiling face.
"Penny!" I yelped,"Tu m'avez fait peur!"
"Calm yourself, darling," she said, petting my blonde hair. I frowned.
"I always forget you both speak French," Derek mumbled.
"French, born and raised," I said, not at all bothering to hide my accent this time.
Reid ducked his head into his file next to me, and I wondered what triggered it.
I heard a gentle laugh, and I looked up to see Nessarose across from me.
"Good morning, Nessa," I said, smiling, and rising to kiss my friend's cheek. She kissed me back and smiled her sweet smile.
"Good morning to you, Megara."
I laughed at my full name, which I never used.
"Comment vous regardez mon chéri! How darling you look!" I leaned down and straightened her teal and gold school tie for her. She had on a tan vest with a tick teal trim and a white blouse, with the sleeves stitched out. Her skirt matched the plaid tie, and she had high tan knee socks on with brown dress shoes.
"Not near as good as you," she said, and saw the sadness creep into her eyes.
"Please, dear, you have no idea how beautiful you are." I looked up at Hotchner. "You are going to have to watch the boys with this one, Hotchner," I said, and I groaned at how my accent hardly allowed me to speak my Commander's name.
"I know," Hotchner sighed, looking over at his adoptive daughter.
"Alrighty, enough with the love fest, back to the case," Rossi said.
"Yes, okay, this weekend the Porter family was found dead in their home."
"Signs of forced entry?" I asked.
"Negatory, babe." She flashed the bodies on the screen and I quickly turned away with a yelp, my head turning toward Spencer. He looked shocked at me, while the others ignored me out of respect and pity. I was still new here. I still couldn't take this.
I looked up at Nessa, whose eyes were raking over the screen that made me nauseous and filled me with vertigo. Her eyes were curious and innocent. It amazed me, after all she'd been through, how she could keep them like that.
I looked at the screen, the family was alive in this picture.
"The daughter, was she harmed in any way sexually or the mother?"
"Nope, baby."
I nodded in response, lips pursed.
"The Desmond family went missing this weekend."
"Any connection?"
"None that I can find. Yet. I will set to work, meanwhile my friends, you have a plane to catch."
I groaned and she laughed. "Have fun."
When half the team was out and Hotch was helping Nessarose with her balance, I groaned gathering my black satchel and cloak.
"Oh mon ... que fais-je?" I mumbled. Reid patted my back, and looked up at him with my big blue eyes. He jerked back, as if they shocked him, and I'd been told how scary and dead my blue eyes could look. I stared sadly at him, and he tried to weakly smile at me.
"C'mon. Let's get on the plane."
I nodded reluctantly, and we followed JJ out the door.
----------------------------------------------------Nessa's POV------------------------------------------------------ "Nessa dear time to get up." called my adoptive dad Aaron from down in the kitchen.
"Dad, can you get my uniform from the washer?"
"Sure thing baby doll." I heard Beth walk up behind me and I quickly said, "Don't bother with the prosthesis today Bethany." She bent over and gingerly helped me up and into the bathroom. She quickly helped me shower and change into the uniform I wore to work with my dad. We walked downstairs and I sat in the dining room and let Beth feed me my daily breakfast of oats with two teaspoons of honey. Call me OCD or what have you but everything has to be the same for me. Beth left for work and Dad helped me pack my go bag and my special voice controlled laptop for schoolwork. We got to the car and started the voyage to the office and I asked Aaron,
"Where's Jack today?"
"He stayed over with Hailey."
"Oh"
I quieted down for the rest of the 30 minute drive in and when we got there I saw Reid were the only two not here yet. Aaron helped me out and over to the elevator and finally we got to our floor. I carefully walked out and into the arms of one Penelope Garcia.
"Dolly how are you?
"Good as ever Penelope."
"I have the songs you wanted added to your Ipod added."
"Thanks Penelope."
"Girly it's Penny and you know that."
"Sorry Penny."
"Your forgiven for now little duck." She handed the IPod to my dad and wondered off with a bewildered Morgan in tow. We finished the walk to his office were Rossi was waiting in lurk.
"Hey bella how are you today?"
"I'm fine David and I'm anything but beautiful."
"Nonsense you are very beautiful."
"Whatever you say." I finally got into Aaron's office and he put my earphones in for me and adjusted the volume. He sat down and began paperwork while I drifted off into blessed slumber. I dreamed some not so pleasant dreams however. I dreamed of the night I was abducted and the chaos afterwords. But then I dreamed of my new family. Megara.Rossi, Penny, Reid, Derek, Emily, and I was getting to know the new girl Alex.
I wake up to see Rossi bent down trying to pick me up without waking me and I help him stand me up. Aaron, Rossi, and I begin the walk to the board room and I flump into my seat when we get there. I smile at the new girl and stick my tongue out in Reid's direction. I see Megara stride in and I can almost see the tension between her and Reid. We all know they should just get together already. I then notice what she's wearing, a gauzy white peasant blouse and a mid calf length black skirt. She also had on white ballet slippers and a black satchel she never put down.
I saw Reid gazing at her and his eyes flick to her exposed chest and quickly blushed and hid his head in his folder. I laughed at the irony that two of the smartest people I knew couldn't figure out that the other actually liked them. I must have laughed louder then intended because she spots me. She sets her stuff down and comes around to greet me.
"Good morning Nessa."
"Good morning Megara." She laughed and bent down to straighten my tie and she mutters "Comment vous regardez mon chéri! How darling you look!" I blush and not believing the comment she uttered reply,
"Not near as good as you" I quickly drift into morbid thoughts and when I hear Penelope speak turn towards the board. I look and see the mutilated bodies of the Porter family and something strikes me as odd and just as I figure it out Meg shrieks and disrupts my thought train. I only half pay attention to what is being said as I try to place what looks so familiar about the photo I'm seeing. Aaron helps me up and and gathers my bags and we walk towards the boarding area for the plane.
My dad helps me up and into the plane and I feel us beginning our takeoff so I begin listening to my audio book Meg helped me pick out ' "Percy Jackson, The Lightning Thief." I had just gotten to the good part as the plane began descent and I saw the landscape below us. We finally touched ground and I was carefully helped off the plane and I saw Megara being helped down by Reid. It warmed my heart to see those two so happy together. Even if they weren't technically together. We found the SUV and I was laid in the backseat. I felt us leave and I drifted off once again.
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I plopped down next to window on the plane, staring out at the sky. Reid sat next to me, and I humped.
"Hey," he said.
"Hello," I replied, letting my accent sound as snooty to him as possible.
"You still up for the comic con this weekend?" he asked me. I opened my philosophy book, and scanned the page I'd read hundreds of times before.
"Peut-être," I mumbled,"I suppose, if not only to keep Nessa company. I suppose she and Penny would be dreadful bored with you as there only company." I straightened the sleeves of my blouse, and pulled up the tank that kept slipping down. My hair had straightened itself this morning, as it did on colder days.
Reid was blushing, and I didn't know what I'd done. I guess that comment was a little below the belt.
"I'm sorry," I said in perfect English. I didn't look at him, but stared out the window.
"Any plans for Halloween?" I asked.
"Handing out candy at my apartment. You?"
"Looking to see who has the lights off."
Reid laughed. "To check for sex offenders?"
"Uh, duh," I replied, unable to do that without a French syllable creeping in.
He laughed. I felt a little drowsy, as air travel always made me, but I couldn't sleep. I did however, let my head rest on Reid's shoulder, every now and then letting a little sigh part my lips. He gingerly reached forward to touch my hair.
"Spencer," I said, smiling, my accent coating my voice. I didn't have to look up to see his cheeks turn cherry.
"Here, let me help you," Spencer took my hand as I descended off the plane. I blushed a little, the wind blowing my blonde hair back, and I couldn't help but remember Casablanca, and giggle, only to earn a quizzically look from Reid. I loved that look, because it happened so rarely, perplexing him.
"Can I drive to the station?" I asked Morgan, who was halfway into the drivers seat. JJ and Rossi stared at me, as if I had just asked to blow up the White House.
"I am a good driver and you know it!" I pouted, arms crossed over my chest.
"Let her or we'll never leave," Hotchner said walking by with Nessa.
"Fine," Morgan grumbled, throwing me the keys.
"Hourra! Je vous remercie! La!" I twirled before jumping into the drivers seat and speeding off, the team screaming in the backseat.
I was walking in the back of the Police Station as our deputy walked out.
"Whoa," I whispered besided Nessa. She giggled at my weakness for men, which I'd always had. Staring googly eyes at him, he didn't notice me for a moment, just introduced himself.
"I'm Deputy Jason Berkey, co-head of the Staples Police Station," he said. His voice was crisp, and I'd say he'd be from the North East region of America. He was slender, built like an actor, with curly light brown hair sticking to his head. He had hazel eyes set in a slender face, with pink lips. There was no emotion as he shook hands.
"-SSA Morgan and Dr. Reid," Hotchner finished.
"Here's the keys," I said, strutting in, throwing them at Morgan.
"Whose this?" Jason asked, eyeing Nessa and I. "Kids?"
I frowned inwardly. I was 19 years old! I was a women. I leaned back on a desk, letting my lithe dancer's frame do it's work for me.
"Nessarose is my daughter," Hotcher said. Nessa smiled awkwardly as Jason waved. The shawl was wrapped around her shoulders, and you honestly would never notice if she had arms or not.
"SSA Giry works for the BAU."
I nodded.
"Giry," he said, sitting on a desk across from me. "How do you spell that?"
"G-I-R-Y," I said, but my G still sounded like Jh, so, my name came out JHEER-EE. When I spelled it, it sounded more like,"JAY-EE-AIR-EE".
I was hopeless. I couldn't get rid of my accent.
However, Jason smiled at me, his eyebrows raised.
"Interesting," he said, stretching out each syllable.
I batted my black eyelashes. "Is it now?" I said, leaning forward on my hands.
"Hey, uh, case?" Morgan said. Jason's face snapped back to no emotion.
"Er, right. This way."
I smirked after him. This was going to be too much fun.
-------------------------------------------------Ness's POV----------------------------------------------------------- I woke up as we pulled into the police station and looked out the window at the other SUV and noticed Meg was driving the car. I saw the looks of panic on the other team members faces and I cracked up. My dad having noticed I was awake looked in the general direction and noticed what I was laughing at. He joined me in laughing and we were still smiley when we got there. Dad helped me out of the car and we waited for the rest of the team to get in. Meg and them pulled up and while the rest of the team filed in me and Meg lingered outside enjoying the beautiful landscape.
We followed in and as the Deputy came to greet us Meg let out an involuntary, "Whoa." I giggled at the fact she couldn't control her boy hungry ways, even on the job. He introduced himself as Deputy Jason Berkley and I couldn't help but notice Meg just openly ogling him. Reid looked set to kill Jason so I nudged Meg to remind her to give the keys and to break her ogle session with Jason. Reid looked at me thankfully and I nodded at him to acknowledge it. Jason questioned me and Meg being here so Meg being Meg decided to show off what Momma Nature gave her and leaned on a desk, exposing the tops of her moon pale breasts.
I shook my head at her display and smiled at Mr. Berkley as dad introduced me and Meg. It still ticked me off that everyone assumed that me and her were still kids. Granted I was 16 going on 17 but still. Meg was a full fledged adult. Mr. Berkley and his assistant Jordan Machiovitz showed us to our office. Jordan was a smaller built man with black curly hair that touched the top of his eyes. His face was a light tan with deep set green eyes and conch pink lips. But something struck me as off about him...............and for that matter Jason too. I resolved to tell Meg about that later.
We set up the stuff we brought with us and I wondered down towards the door we came into earlier. I was almost there but I fell. I knew I would have to sit there till one of the team came along. I heard footsteps behind me and a thump as a person sat down. I turned and saw the Jordan character from earlier with his back against the wall. I try to scooch out of eye range and I back into a stack of boxes that come crashing down around me. He jumps up and I try to look less guilty. He meanders over and leers down at me.
"Whats a pretty lady like you doing back here?"
"I was trying to go outside and I fell."
"And you didn't stand up because?"
Here came the dilemma. Dad said I wasn't supposed to tell strangers I had no arms, but I needed help up and he wasn't a total stranger. I made my decision.
"You see kind sir, I don't have arms and I needed help up so I resolved to wait for my team to find me."
"Why didn't you just say that."
"Would you just help me up?"
He leaned down and wrapped his thinly muscled arms around my waist and pulled me up.
"Do you need help getting back to your team?"
"Please and thank you."
"Anything for a pretty lady such as yourself."
He escorted me back to the office and I saw the panic in my dad's eyes turn to anger.
"Where were you Nessarose Hotchner?"
"I was walking down the hallway and fell. Mr. Machiovitz helped me back."
" Thank you for helping my daughter back. She doesn't seem to realize she needs help to do things.
I wonder back to the white boards and see Reid standing next to me. He seems depressed about something so I resolve to ask him.
" Whats the matter Reid?"
" I like this girl and she doesn't seem interested in me at all. She tried to help me yesterday and I ended up making her angry at me."
" If you like her this much just ask her out already."
" But I can't. What if she says no. What if she hits me with one of her text books? What if she spits at me and refuses to talk to me again?"
"Reid calm down. I f you like her this much she can't say no to a date with you. In fact don't ask her on a date to begin with. Invite her to do something both of you enjoy. Like invite her to a book signing of you guys favorite author or something."
"Thank you Nessa."
"You're very welcome Reid. By the way if we're talking about the same person, I think she'll say yes."
I looked over the picture of the Desmont family and the Porter family. I finally noticed the similarity I couldn't figure out. Both of the families had teen daughters that were battling a losing war against Ecstasy. I noted there were quite a few drug dealers in town but only about 10 of them were know to sell Ecstasy. I called Alex back and motioned her over,
"I noticed the teenage girls in both families have a link."
" And what would that link be?"
" Both have Ecstasy addictions and there are only a handful in town that sell it."
" Is it possible the drug dealers came after them for money?"
" That's what I was thinking."
" I'll run it by the rest of the team and see what they think. That's a very good start by the way Nessa."
" Thank you. I noticed something earlier but I couldn't figure it out."
Alex walked up and began talking with the rest of the team. I noticed Meg was over in the corner talking to Jason and was giving him the crazy eyes as I called it. She fluttered her eyes but she doesn't have the speed worked out quite right so it looks like a electric fan gone crazy. He seemed into her though and was leaning into her space. I saw Reid go to walk up to her, but he noticed Jason was there and he wondered off looking like every bit the proverbial kicked puppy. I decided to break up the flirt fest considering we were on a job here.
"Hey Meg, would you help me get a glass of water? Dad and the rest are getting ready to go to the crime scene and I don't want to bother them at the moment."
She excused herself from the conversation and followed me to the drink cooler.
" Nessa now what did you really want? You hate water!"
Only with her accent it came out sounding way to french.
"I was just reminding you that we are here to do a job, not flirt with the men."
She humphed and stalked back over to Jason. I was going to have to push Reid to make his move if he wanted Meg.
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I was just playing with Jason. I didn't have any intention of being with this guy. Ever. He probably had an IQ of 70, and considered facebook literature. I'd never be able to engage in any intellectual conversation with this guy. He seemed to be interested in two things:My accent, and my breasts. While I smiled at him and batted my lashes, he nodded and looked like he had died and gone to heaven. I was thankful when Morgan came over and said we were retiring for the night.
"Wanna room with me, Nessa?" I asked.
She nodded with a smile. "I'll ask Aaron," she said, and wandered cautiously off.
"So," I heard behind me and rolled my eyes. I turned with a sweet smile, and stared through my black lashes.
"So," I said, straightening Jason's tie.
"You'll still be in town tomorrow, right?"
"Oui," I said, biting my lip and simpering.
He smiled,"Dinner, my place?"
I looked up at him, and touched his cheek. "We'll see," I said, stalking off, my arm around Nessa's waist.
"You are such a coquette," Nessa said as we left.
"Oui," I said, laughing, and popped into the car. We sat next to an annoyed Dr. Reid, who had to listen to us giggling, and me drabble on about Jason's gorgeous eyes.
"Really, you're not interested in him at all?" Nessa asked. I had helped her into her pajamas, and she was in our bed, with Glee on the television set.
"Nope," I said, changing into my white night gown. "Just a fun little game. You should try it. That Jorden guy has the most adorable green eyes," I said, bumping her lightly with hip. (Much harder and she would've fallen over.)
She snorted. "Yeah, and his IQ is up there with Charlie Gorden's."
"Before or after the surgery?" I asked. She stared.
"You caught my book reference?"
"Uh, oui, darling," I said, eyes wide.
"I dunno," Ness said after a few minutes of silence. Darren Criss was singing beautifully (and even I got weak in the knees-okay, that's not saying much.) and I was brushing my teeth while I looked over at her.
"Quoi?" I asked.
"I just...something about those two is off."
"Jordan and Jason?" I asked. She nodded. "Oh, come on. Yeah, they're weird but they're dumber than bricks. You don't think they have something to do with the family's disappearing, do you?"
Nessa pursed her lips before saying,"I don't think you should go on that date tomorrow night."
I snorted. "Wasn't planning on it, babe. Trust me." I pantomimed hanging myself and she laughed as my tongue and eyes popped out of my head. I crawled into the queen bed we had to share and drifted off to sleep.
I was running, but I didn't know where. I was looking for something, but I didn't know what. I saw a slender form pass under a beam of light which I presumed belonged to the moon.
"Spencer?" I called out, and my voice echoed around the setting of my dream. The figure approached, and I ran to Reid, jumping into his arms.
"It's scary in here," I mumbled in his ear.
"I know."
Unfamiliar hands patted my back as the strange voice bounced around.
"Jason?" I asked, my voice ghostlike.
"Shhh, Megara, some one's coming," he whispered, letting go of me and backing away.
"Spencer?" I asked.
"SPENCER!" I jolted awake, quickly questioned what form of flesh was under my hands. I looked down to see Nessa, her head on my chest. I smiled. I'm glad I had her, and that she was still locked in the world of sleep. I was glad that I had a girl like this, like a sister. I'd always been an only child, even with two different mothers, biological in France, and an adoptive in America. I didn't wake Nessa, but let her sleep. The sun was creeping up slowly, and I resolved to stir her at 6:30, because I had to shower and then bathe her. However, winds slapped against the side of the building and the window pane, and Nessarose awoke shortly after me. She inhaled slowly, and kept her eyes closed, and nuzzled closer to me. I squeezed her sides, and she opened her eyes.
"Good morning," I said.
"Good morning," she mumbled, trying to close her eyes again.
"Oh, no you don't," I said, sitting her up. She groaned.
"I'm tired," she stretched out the word, making it so I never wanted to hear it again.
"Get up," I said, helping her. "We need to get you in the bath."
I pulled of Nessarose's green robe off, and helped her step into the hot water in the porcelain tub. She sighed as the bubbles formed around her neck. I took the wash rag and cleaned her body, running up her back and neck. I washed and rinsed her hair, and shaved her legs.
"Beth must have fun with you," I said, drying her body and wrapping her head in a towel,"you're like a dress up doll." I dug through her suit case.
"Ohhhh!!" I squealed. "Why did you not inform me about this?" I asked, holding up a red dress with a little rose pinned at the waist.
She frowned at me. "Beth bought it for me. To wear to homecoming."
I scanned it. "It still has the tag on it," I said.
"I didn't go."
I pursed my lips.
"Wear it today," I begged.
She started to speak before a knock sounded at the door. I frowned.
"Coming!" I screamed. I flung it open. I was still in my nightgown and my hair was still a mess as I looked at Aaron Hotchner.
"How is she?"
"In the bath," I lied.
"Oh. You're washing her? You didn't have too."
"I consider her a sister, sir. I'll help in anyway I can."
"Thank you," he said, before leaving. No emotion on his face at all. I humped.
"Who was that?" Nessa asked, head still under the blow dryer I'd propped up.
"Your dad," I said, taking up the dryer and fluffing her hair.
"Oh."
"He was just checking up," I said.
She nodded.
"...Please wear the dress," I said. She groaned.
"Meg-"
"PLLEEAAASSSEEEE!!!"
She made a face and I knew she would cover her ears if she could. "Fine! Fine, fine! Just shut up!"
"Yessss!!!" I pumped my fist. "...Can I curl your hair?"
"Try it and you die," she growled.
"Fine, fine," I said, throwing up my hands. I had her dressed and sitting on the bed in a few minutes. I turned on the news for her and started off toward the shower.
"I'll be right out and-maudit!" I cursed as another knock sounded at the door. "Who-Spencer!" My back went ramrod straight and I slammed the door as soon as I had opened it.
"Who was that?" Nessa asked.
"Spencer!" I said, running to the mirror.
"Why'd you slam the door on him?"
"I'm in my nightgown! I haven't brushed my hair. I don't have on make-up-"
"Hotch came to the door a minute ago and you were fine!"
"That's different!" I said, pulling the brush through my hair,"That's Hotch! If it were Morgan or JJ-"
"You'd be behaving the same way," she said smugly. I stared.
"Well, Spencer is close to my age-"
"Meg Giry he is 30 years old!"
"Okay! I give up! How do I look?" I asked pitifully.
"Great for a girl in a nightgown."
I cursed.
"Hey, at least your skin is clear and your hair looks good," she said. I nodded, trying to convince myself. I turned and opened the door.
"Uh, hi?" Spencer said.
"Hey," I said, smiling weakly. "Sorry about that. I, uh, wasn't dressed."
"So you opened the door?"
"I thought you were someone else," I blurted out quickly, then blushed. How stupid could I get?!
Spencer blushed too, and I noticed his hands. "I brought you and Nessa breakfast. Mind if I come in?"
"No, no, not at all!" I said.
"Actually," Nessa said behind me,"Meg needs to get ready."
I looked from her to Spencer pitifully. "Oh, well, I'll-uh-leave this hear and go. Okay?"
"Okay," I said, and watched him turn to go. He stopped just before he turned.
"Meg?"
"Yeah?" I asked.
"Did you have nightmares last night?"
I nodded slowly. He nodded back. "I thought I heard you scream around four. I thought some waffles could fix it." He smiled. Why did I feel like Morgan had told him to say that?
"Spencer?" I asked. "Thank you. For this," I smiled. He smiled back and left. I closed the door, and couldn't stop smiling.
"Sorry I had to make him leave," Nessa said,"you do need to get ready."
"I know," I said. "I'm not mad."
"And as your wing-woman, I feel like I need to tell you something."
"Yeah?"
"Your night-gown is see-through."
"Tringler!" I groaned and left for the shower.
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I sat on the bed watching the news and staring at the ceiling. I glanced down at the dress Meg had put me in and tried to figure out why today of all days she would put me in a dress. I was upset at myself for shooing Spencer off but it had to be done. Meg wasn't ready yet and we had to leave soon. I heard another knock at the door and not having arms I had to improvise. I leaned down and put my head on the door. I pushed my chin down on the handle and opened it a margin.
I saw dad standing outside with a tray of fruit and he brushed the door open. He walked in and sat the tray on the table in our room. He glanced over what I was wearing and in nontraditional dad style said,
"The silver sandals match it the best."
I gasped because most dads would have told me to take it off and change. He feed me my fruit and milk and just as we finished Meg strode out in nothing but her towel. Dad turned his head and covered his eyes as Meg shrieked some french words I wouldn't be able to say. I imagine there was some very colorful language if her English vocab was any indicator. She quickly grabbed her clothes and fled to the bathroom. Dad stood up slowly and mumbled off an apology for me to tell her.
He hustled out of the room taking my bag with him. Meg peaked out of the bathroom door and seeing it was only me came out.
"Why didn't you say he was out here?"
"I didn't think about it to be honest."
"UGGGHHHHHHH!"
She finished changing and gathered her stuff up. We walked out the door and down to the lobby to wait for the rest of the team. Morgan, Reid and JJ came down in a pod followed by dad. Rossi was the last down and as soon as he saw me uttered,
"No way! No way in hell is my grand baby going out in public like that!"
I blushed and instead of Meg coming to my aid it was Aaron who did.
"Rossi I approved it and I'm the dad."
Rossi glared at him and took off towards the SUV. Meg, Spencer and I rode in one and the rest rode together. Spencer drove and Meg kept flicking her eyes in his direction every 10 seconds. Meg wore a blue dress with one shoulder that came down into a flowy sleeve. It came down to just below her knees and she paired it with silver ballet slippers. I stared at Reid and noticed he kept flicking his eyes at the low neckline of the dress. We got there and the first thing I noticed was Jason dragged Meg off to a private corner on the office we were in. Jordan walked up behind me and grabbed my waist to pull me off. I followed him to an office 3 doors down.
" I had to talk to you without your dad staring at us."
"Why does it matter if he's around?"
"Because I couldn't do this."
He bent down and pressed his lips against mine in a brief kiss. He pulled back and backed me into a wall. He bent my head back and I had enough pretense of mine to plant a square kick in his crotch and I felt him fall backwards. I pushed my shoulder into the push door and fled into the hallway. I walked back towards the office and made it inside. I fled to the back table were my laptop was set up for me. I told it to connect me to Penny's computer. It dialed her up and got the connection established between us. She took one look at me and was like
"Ducky why are you in a dress?"
"Meg dressed me up in one."
"Now what do you need from your tech goddess?"
I calmed myself and assured my mind nothing more was going to happen.
"Reference a list of Ecstasy dealers in Staples and a list of know clients."
"Will do. Anything else?"
"I need a list of all know pimps in the area. I think that may be how the two girls met."
"Will do chikadee."
She signed off and I leaned back in the chair. Morgan snuck up behind me and pulled me over his shoulder. He carried me into the main area and sat me down.
"Your dad says I'm to get food in you in any way possible."
He attempted several times to jam the food into my mouth and I blocked him every time. I wasn't hungry and I don't eat when I 'm not hungry. Dad is always telling me I need meat on my bones. Morgan gives up and takes me back to my laptop. I see Penny got me the files I needed. I decide now would be as good a time as any to take a nap.
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Meg's POV
My ballet slippers were propped up on his desk, and his eyes scanned the length of my legs. I smiled.
"Whatcha got there?" I asked in my most Marilyn Monroe voice. I was successful.
"Just a few boring files. Nothing you'd be interested in."
I could feel Reid's glare across the room.
"Of course not," I told Jason. "Because I'm a stupid woman, right? Who doesn't do anything but cook and clean and powder my nose," I sighed with a sad smile. "I guess that's all I'll ever be to men..."
I strolled off, humming and skipping. He stared.
"Meg! Wait! I didn't mean it!"
I sighed, and leaned against him. "I know you didn't. Say, what are you doing tonight?" I asked, purposely bringing up the dinner.
"Hopefully dinner tonight with you," he smiled, propping up my chin with his finger. I pouted dramatically.
"What's wrong?"
"Oh, I have so many files to fill out, I was just hoping I could have someone help me..."
"I'll help you!" Jason quickly said.
"You'd do that for me?" I asked, out of breath, clutching my hands clichely to my chest. He took them into his own.
"I'd do anything for you," he said. "When do we start?"
I smiled sweetly, then angrily trust the files into his hands.
"Whenever you have free time," I said, and scampered off. Jason must've had quiet the expression, because when I saw Nessa, her she was cracking up looking behind me.
"What was that about?" she asked.
"Just having a little fun. What's up with you? Hows the dress?" I grabbed for my water bottle and drank.
"It got me face raped."
Okay, note to self, no longer drink when asking questions. I spit and water came out my nose. I quickly grabbed for napkins, and checked out the window, happy that no one saw that,
"By whom?!" I screeched.
"Jordan."
"Salaud! Quel fils de pute!" I cursed, and kicked the wall.
"Please don't translate," Nessa said.
"What...in what mind did he think he had the right...Salaud!!" I sat in a chair and put my head in my hands.
"I have half a mind to tell your father-"
"Do not do that!" she said, sitting across from me.
"Nessa-"
"He'll never let me out of his sight again!"
I thought on that. I remember my mother-Madame Giry-how I was always training in front of her. The other girls in the ballet didn't have their mother as their instructor, and only saw their parents once or twice a year. Some not at all. They were whores, but still, I knew what it was like not having freedom. That's why I ran away. I didn't want Nessa to have that.
"Alright...but if this becomes a problem again-"
"Then you have every right to kick his ass. But now, let's just...stay calm about it. Alright?"
"...Alright..."
"Meg!" Spencer burst in.
"Yes?" I asked.
"The Desmont family was just found in the woods."
"Evidence?"
"Yeah. The weapon was left behind. Jason Berkey's finger prints were found on the trigger."
"They let you visit me already?" Jason laughed darkly. He was in a jail cell, closed off. I wasn't the questioner. At least, that's what Jason thought. I was saying I was visiting him, that I didn't believe he could do this. I was a pretty damn good actress, even if I'd never been anything but a chorus girl.
"It's not true they'll kill you is it?" I whispered.
"If they convict me," he said.
"Did you do it?"
"What a question," he said, looking up at me. I smiled.
"I know you didn't do it, you couldn't have! You were with me all day! You wouldn't be near as handsome if you were a murderer." I smiled, but I let my face sadden as I rose from my chair. "Look at me making jokes, when I really want to cry." I turned my back to him. "In a moment, I shall cry."
"Oh, Meg, c'mon. It's not that bad. With a girl like you on my side, they won't get me."
I was glad my back was too him, so he couldn't see me sneer. I was facing the window where the BAU was watching. I knew I looked like I could turn around and ring this ingrates neck.
"I hope so, Jason," I said, whipping around and sobbing into his shirt. I felt his arms, the inside of his elbow. I smiled.
"Jason, what's that?" I ran my finger over the track marks on the inside of his elbow.
"Nothing."
"You...you shoot?" I asked, backing away.
"How could...keep that from me?"
"Meg-"
"Please, just stop. Alright?" I whispered. I walked toward him, and planted a kiss on his cheek. A soft, lingering one. He would think about it tonight, and how deep it was, the emotion behind it.
"I'll see you soon," I promised. I left him there.
"I can't believe you were right, Nessa," I said to her. I stretched in my chair, my arms going behind me, my chest going out. Reid blinked at me. I smiled nonchalantly at him. What was up?
"Eh, I can," she said, having her father pause her audio book.
"Whatta bout thing two?" I asked.
"Jorden?" Hotchner asked.
"Oui," I replied. "Monsier Creepy Part Two."
"He could be our ring leader," Nessa suggests.
"And Jason's stupid, but not stupid enough to leave finger prints and a discarded gun."
"Are you sticking up for him?"
"Not the time, Reid," Morgan reprimands.
"Our safest bet is to dig up some dirt. Time to call Penny!" I said.
"Penelope-"
"Done and done! Nessarose Hotchner contacted me earlier to find up the gunk in your city and guess who found a juicy piece of info? Creepy Machiovitz sells the lovely Ecstasy -"
"Which Meg's man Jason shoots," Morgan said.
"Whoa, Meg's gotta man?" Penny asked.
"When Hell freezes over..." I mumble.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I knew something screamed vermin scum wad about those two! I was pissed now! I had left Meg alone is senior creeper's mitts. He could have killed her or worse! I never wanted anyone to go through what I went through and the fact it could have happened to Meg got me pretty ticked. I remembered he had giving me the address of a safe place to meet him and "Have some fun." I motioned to my bag for someone to pull it out and show it to the team. Dad , Rossi, Morgan. JJ, and Megara looked ticked that I hadn't told them about this but I knew I wouldn't be let out of their sight if I told. We loaded up the SUV and raced towards the safe house.
We decided or rather forced them to let me and Meg go in by ourselves. Me because he would expect me and her because she could play dumb about Jason's arrest. We arrived at the safe house and right off the bat noticed something peculiar about it. It took us a minute to figure out what it was and I nearly flipped when I figured it out. He invited me to a Brothel!! Meg looked ready to kill and so was I. He planned to sell me and Meg to a brothel! Had the man never heard of respect for women. I cooled down so we could walk in. We glided in and heads turned from all directions towards us. Men slowly walked around us encompassing us in a wall of meat. Jordan broke through and pulled us out.
"Ness, I didn't think you would actually show up."
"I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't want my dad walking in."
"Understood."
Meg looked ready to deck him as he rudely grabbed my ass. I motioned for her to go along with it. He pulled me towards one of the rooms in the back and Meg drifted behind, shoving those who dared to grab her. We got into the room and as he was pulling his pants down Meg handcuffed him from behind, We dragged him back through the lounge and out to the waiting police cars. JJ was keeping the guys as far from him as she could. We started the monotonous drive back to the station. My dad's arm wrapped around me keeping me in his sight. I saw Meg leaning half asleep on Reid's shoulder and Reid was blushing a bright red as he petted her blond hair. I watched the two of them and it made me happy they were getting along again. I decided to invite Meg to bunk with me again tonight before the plane left tomorrow.
"Hey Meg. Do you want to bunk with me tonight?"
"Sure just let me get my stuff."
We arrived back at the hotel and I decided tonight dad could pay for us to have dinner in our hotel room. I didn't feel like going out and dad wasn't ready to leave me alone without somebody. We ordered the daily special from room service and finished as Meg arrived for the night. Dad kissed me good night and told me not to bother Meg tonight. I glowered at him and lightly kicked his shin.
He fake grimaced and wondered down to Rossi"s room for the night.
"Heeeeyyyyyyyy Meg do you want to invite Reid over to make up for this morning?"
"I guess if you want to."
We called down to Reid's room and he came into the room with his ears already bright red from Morgan's taunts we heard from down the hallway. I sat on the bed as Meg picked the movie and Reid flicked through a book.
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Meg's POV
"Put the book down," I said, ripping it from his hands. He frowned.
"I hate movies."
"I do too, but I can't read a book with you, now can I?"
He blushed. "I could slow down for you," he supplied.
I pouted. "Gee, thanks." I looked at Nessa. "Why did you ask for him to come up here?"
Nessa glared at me, and I glared back.
"I can stare you down all night, Nessa. Don't make me."
"Maybe I should go..." Reid said.
"Stay!" Nessa begged. "Meg will behave, won't you?"
"What's your definition of behaving?" I grumbled, flopping down on the bed. Reid stood awkwardly, eyeing Nessa and I on the bed. Nessa rose from the bed, and whispered in my ear,"I'll take the couch tonight," then raised her eyebrows at me. I stared.
"Nessa!!"
Reid looked at me with his eyebrows together. Confused. I smiled.
"...You wanna sit next to me?" I asked, scooting and patting the white sheets beside me. He turned out the light and the black and white silent version of The Phantom of the Opera came on. I felt his body slide in next to me, and I flung the blankets over his lap. Nessa had her nightgown on, and I had pulled a green blanket over her. She was rising and falling softly, but I knew she wasn't asleep. I felt Reid's warmth next to me, and I nuzzled into, my head filling the space on his shoulder, where it should be. I slipped into unconsciousness, only to be woken by Derek Morgan pounding on the door.
"Yo, Pretty Boy. You're in a hotel room at 12 with two underage girls."
"Derek Morgan, I am 19 years old!"
Spencer left that night, and we bored the plane the next morning. I watched the clouds outside my window, and pretended what we just did defeated the last ounce of evil in world. There wouldn't be another case and I wouldn't have to get back on the plane tonight. But I would.
But for now, I let my world of bliss surround me, with these people next to me being the closet thing to a family I've ever known.
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