Criminal Minds Fic: I Have No Comment on the Matter
She smiled at him, “You’d think that, wouldn’t you?”
Hotch was going to press for more answers when he caught sight of Morgan cornering Reid by the coffee machine. He made his excuses and went to go rescue his youngest agent-again. Sometimes Hotch wondered if the other section chiefs had these kind of problems.
“So where is it?” Morgan was asking in a low tone.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Reid protested.
“Please, Garcia gave you up under a minute,” Morgan accused.
“She what?” Reid nearly shouted.
“Good morning gentlemen,” Hotch said as he neatly cut between them to grab a cup of coffee. It was terrible, as usual, but at least he wouldn’t have to worry about sending Morgan and Reid to seminars again. He thought for a moment; they had both recently finished with anger management and career opportunities, so the next infraction meant back to sexual harassment.
“Hotch,” Morgan said tightly. Reid took the opportunity from Morgan’s momentary distraction to slip away back to his desk. Now he and Prentiss were talking excitedly.
“Did you have a good weekend?” Hotch asked as he looked for the creamer.
Morgan was watching Reid and Prentiss suspiciously. “Yeah, it was fine,” he answered distractedly. “You?”
“Good,” Hotch responded. He decided to try out a hypothesis and said, “Got all my paperwork done. How did the all-nighter turn out?”
Morgan flinched slightly before plastering on a smile. “My report’s on your desk,” he said.
“Didn’t Prentiss and Reid stay with you?” Hotch asked, trying to reign in his smirk.
Morgan groaned and glared at his boss. “They sent you the picture?”
“No,” Hotch assured the younger man. “They promised to stop doing that after the last time.” He waited for Morgan to relax before adding, “they sent the video this time.”
ETA: Sorry for the deleting and re-posting, but every time I tried LJ kept eating parts of my entry.
Hotch was going to press for more answers when he caught sight of Morgan cornering Reid by the coffee machine. He made his excuses and went to go rescue his youngest agent-again. Sometimes Hotch wondered if the other section chiefs had these kind of problems.
“So where is it?” Morgan was asking in a low tone.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Reid protested.
“Please, Garcia gave you up under a minute,” Morgan accused.
“She what?” Reid nearly shouted.
“Good morning gentlemen,” Hotch said as he neatly cut between them to grab a cup of coffee. It was terrible, as usual, but at least he wouldn’t have to worry about sending Morgan and Reid to seminars again. He thought for a moment; they had both recently finished with anger management and career opportunities, so the next infraction meant back to sexual harassment.
“Hotch,” Morgan said tightly. Reid took the opportunity from Morgan’s momentary distraction to slip away back to his desk. Now he and Prentiss were talking excitedly.
“Did you have a good weekend?” Hotch asked as he looked for the creamer.
Morgan was watching Reid and Prentiss suspiciously. “Yeah, it was fine,” he answered distractedly. “You?”
“Good,” Hotch responded. He decided to try out a hypothesis and said, “Got all my paperwork done. How did the all-nighter turn out?”
Morgan flinched slightly before plastering on a smile. “My report’s on your desk,” he said.
“Didn’t Prentiss and Reid stay with you?” Hotch asked, trying to reign in his smirk.
Morgan groaned and glared at his boss. “They sent you the picture?”
“No,” Hotch assured the younger man. “They promised to stop doing that after the last time.” He waited for Morgan to relax before adding, “they sent the video this time.”
ETA: Sorry for the deleting and re-posting, but every time I tried LJ kept eating parts of my entry.