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Title: Five Dinners and a Breakfast
Author: Daylyn
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Rating: NC-17 (FRAO)
Pairing: Hotch/Reid
Word Count: ~ 22,000
Disclaimer: All characters belong to their copyright holders. No profit is intended.
WARNINGS: Implied Foyet and Hotch noncon (takes place prior to the events of this fic).
Summary: “It had all started when Spencer found himself marching to Hotch’s office. Well, really, he awkwardly moved on crutches to Hotch’s office, but he did it with purpose, so it was sort of like marching.” Sometimes, the start of a relationship does not run smoothly.
Author’s Note: Takes place during Season 5 and contains SPOILERS for the season through Episode 5.11 “Retaliation”, including spoilers for Episode 5.09 “100”. This started as a simple idea for a fairly short fic and morphed into a 20,000+ word monster that took me forever to complete. I can’t tell you my excitement now that it’s finally finished! Thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fabrisse for the beta.
Five Dinners and a Breakfast
By Daylyn
Dinner # 1
The first dinner took Spencer by surprise.
It had all started when Spencer found himself marching to Hotch’s office. Well, really, he awkwardly moved on crutches to Hotch’s office, but he did it with purpose, so it was sort of like marching.
They had just concluded the case concerning the brutal, senseless, random beatings in DC. Spencer had spoken to Morgan, briefly, after it had all gone down. Morgan had sounded pissed. Really pissed. He couldn’t understand why Hotch (and by extension Rossi and Prentiss) had just left the scene. Spencer had thought he understood. There was no reason for them (the FBI, the BAU, Hotch) to be there anymore. The outcome was already inevitable, the suspects committing suicide by cop.
Morgan refused to see the reasonableness of that explanation. “We had a duty to see it through,” he had argued over the phone. “I tell you, man. Hotch is completely off his game right now. I have no idea what the hell he’s thinking.”
Spencer had declined to state that he felt Morgan had gotten too emotionally involved with the case (and with one of the victim’s sister, Tamara Barnes). He knew that such an observation would be less than welcome, especially after Morgan told him that he was stopping by her house to, “Let her know what happened.”
Then Morgan had added. “I know I gave you a ride this morning because of your messed up leg. Do you want to wait for me to get a ride home or…”
Spencer thought that he would be waiting for a long time. A very long time. He declined.
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Author: Daylyn
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Rating: NC-17 (FRAO)
Pairing: Hotch/Reid
Word Count: ~ 22,000
Disclaimer: All characters belong to their copyright holders. No profit is intended.
WARNINGS: Implied Foyet and Hotch noncon (takes place prior to the events of this fic).
Summary: “It had all started when Spencer found himself marching to Hotch’s office. Well, really, he awkwardly moved on crutches to Hotch’s office, but he did it with purpose, so it was sort of like marching.” Sometimes, the start of a relationship does not run smoothly.
Author’s Note: Takes place during Season 5 and contains SPOILERS for the season through Episode 5.11 “Retaliation”, including spoilers for Episode 5.09 “100”. This started as a simple idea for a fairly short fic and morphed into a 20,000+ word monster that took me forever to complete. I can’t tell you my excitement now that it’s finally finished! Thanks to
fabrisse for the beta.Five Dinners and a Breakfast
By Daylyn
Dinner # 1
The first dinner took Spencer by surprise.
It had all started when Spencer found himself marching to Hotch’s office. Well, really, he awkwardly moved on crutches to Hotch’s office, but he did it with purpose, so it was sort of like marching.
They had just concluded the case concerning the brutal, senseless, random beatings in DC. Spencer had spoken to Morgan, briefly, after it had all gone down. Morgan had sounded pissed. Really pissed. He couldn’t understand why Hotch (and by extension Rossi and Prentiss) had just left the scene. Spencer had thought he understood. There was no reason for them (the FBI, the BAU, Hotch) to be there anymore. The outcome was already inevitable, the suspects committing suicide by cop.
Morgan refused to see the reasonableness of that explanation. “We had a duty to see it through,” he had argued over the phone. “I tell you, man. Hotch is completely off his game right now. I have no idea what the hell he’s thinking.”
Spencer had declined to state that he felt Morgan had gotten too emotionally involved with the case (and with one of the victim’s sister, Tamara Barnes). He knew that such an observation would be less than welcome, especially after Morgan told him that he was stopping by her house to, “Let her know what happened.”
Then Morgan had added. “I know I gave you a ride this morning because of your messed up leg. Do you want to wait for me to get a ride home or…”
Spencer thought that he would be waiting for a long time. A very long time. He declined.
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