Fic: Damage Control, Chapter 3 (Criminal Minds, Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan, Aaron Hotchner)
Title: Damage Control, Chapter 3
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Pair: Spencer Reid / Derek Morgan,
Aaron Hotchner
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, etc.
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Damage Control, Chapter 1
Damage Control, Chapter 2
“Don’t you dare…..” Morgan reached his arm around Reid’s chest and bulled him back to bed. “Let it ring.”
“It could be work.”
“We’re not on call, if they got a case they’ll direct it to another team. And if it’s Penny again, she can call later.”
Reid didn’t put up a fight and the ringing stopped. Right after that, Morgan’s own phone started ringing on the other nightstand.
“This better be good….” He grabbed the phone and snapped it open. “Morgan. What? How the hell should I know? Wait a sec….” He covered the receiver with his palm and turned to Reid. “You got any idea where Chad would go here?”
“To Hotch`s.” Reid commented sleepily.
“He’s not there. Does he have any friends here where he would go to?”
“I don’t think so….”
“Usual places where he would go to?”
“The office, gym….?”
“He’s checked them.”
“Who has?”
“Hotch.”
“So why is he looking for him?”
“I think he misplaced him, or something…..” Morgan shoved the phone over to Reid.
“You misplaced him?” Reid mused to the phone. He scratched his messy bed hair and tried to think where Chad would go. “Okay, okay, I got an idea. Couple years ago when he gave up his rented apartment he lived in that motel close to Quantico, when he was running training courses. The one with that stuffed moose on the roof. Yeah, check it out. Good night.” He shut the phone and closed his eyes.
“Babe.”
“What?”
“Stuffed moose?”
“Yeah, right next to the neon sign.”
“Why?”
“Maybe because the name is Loosey Moosey. It’s named after a brothel that used to operate in New Jersey in the 1920s. They specialised in customers who were specifically interested in unusually hairy females. Hence the name.”
“Why did they borrow a name from a furry whorehouse?”
“No idea.”
“And why do you know that place and their mooses?”
“I visited him couple times when he was staying there.”
“I don’t wanna know.”
“Yes you do.”
“I do, but we’re not gonna talk about it.”
“You want to talk about something else?”
“Okay, I can’t go back to sleep anyway.”
“Did you know that the original Loosey Moosey was partly turned into a speakeasy during the prohibition?”
“That’s not talking about something else.”
“Well, what do you want to talk about?”
“You still got that poetry book?”
“The one you threw on the floor?”
“Yeah, that one.”
“You threw it, it’s your job to pick it up.”
“Okay.” Morgan reached down to grab the book and gave it back to Reid. “Read me some poetry, babe.”
------------------------------------------------
Hotch knocked on the door and waited. He could hear footsteps, and then Chad opened the door, dressed in a comfy bathrobe. He crossed his arms across his chest and gave Hotch a stern look.
“What are you doing here?”
“I wanted to talk to you.”
“And I told you I don’t want to talk about it now. I’ve had a long day, and I’m in no mood for a teary heart to heart.”
“I’m not going to get teary, but I want to settle this before this gets out of hand. Are you going to let me in?”
“Fine, but make it quick.” Chad let him come in and closed the door. “So, what do you wanna talk about?”
“I…. I wanted to say something, but I’m not sure where to start. I’ve had two big loves. Hailey and Reid. With Hailey it faded away over time and with Reid…. Well, it never really went anywhere in the first place, but he doesn’t go away. Like this time when he could have been hurt on the job. I worry about everyone on the team, but I worry about him more than I do about the others. I can’t help it.”
“Aren’t you forgetting something? Reid and I were together, and those feelings haven’t gone anywhere either. But that doesn’t mean I bring them with me when I come to you.”
“I know, and I don’t bring him with me!”
“That’s pretty hard to believe when you call his name in bed in bed.”
“I was worried about him, and when we came back from the job those feelings were still on the surface. And…..” Hotch paused. “I said I’ve had two big loves. You’re not number three, but you could be someday. Just….. Just don’t cut me off now.”
“So I could be number three if Reid and Morgan stay together and you don’t get a chance to go after him.”
“No, I didn’t mean that. I control my feelings every day at work, I can control them in my own life too.”
Chad didn’t say anything.
“Do you believe me?”
Chad still didn’t say anything. He grabbed Hotch with a skilful grip and flipped him to the bed. Before Hotch realised what was going on, the other man was sitting on top of him, pressing him to the mattress. He pulled away the belt of his bathrobe and tied Hotch`s hands together with few swift moves. Despite all the fighting technique training, Hotch didn’t have any chances to wriggle away. Despite the odd situation he could feel his lower regions taking notice. Chad leaned down and gave his cheek a long lick like a menacing feline.
“What are you going to do?”
“What do you think?” Chad grinned crookedly. “I’m gonna fuck him out of your head.”
TBC