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Ok Ladies and Gents! This little woman finally got the courage to try out her first fanfic! Some friends of mine will be surprise that it's not a pairing I usually ship and comment on, but I had a flash last night and I couldn't ignore so here it is, enjoy! Oh and I'm starting a new drug... REVIEWS!!!! ^_^

Summary: Hotch and his team (unbeknownst to the latter) are facing one their biggest case, he will have to face his hardest challenge yet when this case is turning into a witch hunt... inside the FBI.
 

NOT WHAT IT SEEMS

 

1. TO MAKE A DECISION

 

 

It was a slow week, all reports were done even Morgan was finished without sneaking

some to an oblivious Reid. They were all discussing in the bullpen on how either the criminals were getting better at masking their crimes or they were all on some weird convention. The bosses were scarce too, probably plotting something long and boring for them to do so that they look busy.

'' I think they'll make us review all pending cold cases'' was Reid input

''Nah! They don' like to go back if it's not a high profile case, too afraid new eyes will see the mistakes of veterans.'' said a sarcastic Morgan

''Damn right!'' quipped Prentiss

''It must be big cause they didn't let me know anything, Hotch won't say anything, but someone must know other than them..'' said JJ looking pointedly at Garcia

'' Oh! No! Mother of my sunshine! This Goddess only uses her powers outside criminal cases when its a matter of life or death or the number of Prince William of England!!''

''Come on Baby girl! They might make your sweet pea over here do something sociable or send your Adonis far far away, wouldn't like to make sure we're safe?''

'' Hey what are JJ and I? Chop liver?'' only earning Emily a devilish smirk from Morgan

''What king of sociable event are we talking about?'' said Reid getting nervous

''Don't mind him sweet cheeks, he's just yanking your chain. As for you!'' changing a sweet gaze to a glare, ''If you keep bugging my little genius I wont lift a finger if they do 'send you far, far away' maybe I'll even suggest ...Alaska''

''Mama! You wouldn't!'' he beg with is best 'puppy dog face'.

They were all laughing when Hotch came in the bullpen. Everyone start to make their way back to their desk.

''Stop! You come to my office, everyone else... look busy.

What was going on?

 

 

Next chap Hotch's POV


 

2. How to get there

 

 

Hotch left the conference room with a sight of relief. There was something unnerving about being in there with most of the heads of the alphabets. The relief was short lived when the sight of Strauss passing by with a stern warning look. What was he going to do? He understands the logic of it all, but something at the pit of his stomach and the little voice in his head were teaming up against him.

He didn't have a lot of time and he got direct orders not only from Strauss but from higher rank than hers. Rossi couldn't get him of this, speaking of which, he wasn't even suppose to talk to him about it. What a mess. So he made a decision, form a plan, put on his best stoic lawyer stance and went for the kill... no pun intended. The ride in the elevator gave him a short time alone, which he was grateful for, when this case will be over he knows that the dynamic of his team will be permanently change.

As he got to the bullpen he saw them in the few carefree moments this type of job handed them once in a while. The ghost of a smile grace his face when he saw that Morgan was the butt of the joke, probably because he went after Reid since it was Garcia who was laying the law. He was reminded of what he came down to do, when one of the 'higher ranks' stroll by him. There was really no way out of it, there were breathing down his neck, it wasn't only his ass but the entire team. Why had he stopped being a lawyer again? With a sigh he made his presence known. Everyone start making there way to their respecting places.

''Stop! You come to my office, everyone else... look busy.

Once in the office he closed the door and offered a sit.

'' I'm sorry I seemed rough back there, I just got out of a meeting and some of the bosses were lurking around the bullpen'' he said with an apologetic glance.

''It's alright, so besides showing the big bosses how you run things; can I help you with anything?''

He took a deep breath '' As of the end of this shift Team B and us will be on vacation for seven days, but on call of course. Team C will handle any case coming in.''

Upon the perplexed look he got he went into details.

''Your reason being here is first, I won't be totally in vacation I will have some work coming home with me. Most will be involving a lot work right up your alley of expertise. Secondly my brother and some cousins schedule a 4 days retreat which my son and I are attending.''

'' Okaaay, I'm sorry I'm not sure what you asking me?''

'' I would need you to come with me to help me out with the extra work and Jack. Before you say anything I will make sure you get compensated for your vacations being shorten and as for Jack since I don't get him often he’s not that much comfortable with my side of the family. I see how he is anytime he comes here, he's always excited to see you.''

Hotch took another deep breath.

''With you there he won't feel alone when I have work to do and you'll be able to help me when I get stuck in, like I said it is your expertise.''

''Well... I...''

'' Don't say anything yet, give me your answer at the end of your shift and keep this private please, the work we’ll be doing involves what's been brewing lately. Just know you'll be an immense help and Jack do like you a lot. If you have others plans I will understand.''

He got up to get the door but was stopped short.

''When do we leave?''

''I don't need an answer now...'' he was interrupted

''But you got it now, a retreat sounds like fun even if there's work included in it. The big plus beside the little ruggrat, is I will definitely know what makes a Hotchner tick!''

'' I can't tell you how much I appreciate this, I'll pick you up tomorrow around 7 a.m. we’ll be back Tuesday afternoon. It's a cabin up in the mountains bring warm clothes and one formal. Thanks again'' he said and open the door.

'' Like I said a retreat, Jack and the Hotchner's dark secrets, can you ask for more?'' was the chuckled response.

As Hotch close the door his face fell and felt an up coming migraine.

On the other side of the door everyone look up with avid curiosity only to get a 'mind your business' glare and a shrug.

 

 

A/N: So what do you think? Did you guess who?

 

Comments

[jellze.livejournal.com]

Well, I won't be adding anymore chapter since my fic is getting zero reviews. Maybe some other time.

[nuttaxbutta.livejournal.com]

Hey, I just saw this fic and I don't think you should give up! It has really good potential, and I think the longer you go at this the better it's going to get :)