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comment_ficHappy Tuesday folks! Today's prompt is Fun and Games. Whether it's Halo night with the guys, Candyland with the kids or DnD in your mom's basement, this is the prompt for you
Don't forget the rules!
~Please no more than five prompts in a row, but if someone answers your prompt, feel free to post another prompt
~No more than three prompts per fandom
~No spoilers for at least a week after publication or air date, and if there /are/ spoilers, please put up a warning and leave space for people to skip it
Please be nice to the lovely code monkeys when making your prompts!
Always remember, Fandom, character(/ or and character if you want), prompt
For example
Doctor Horrible, Billy and any, Dnd night
Slenderverse, any, this is a game for some people
Doctor Who, any Doctor and Companion, he's played so many games it's impossible to keep the rules straight
Torchwood, Jack/ or and any, Venusian drinking games
Pirates of the Caribbean, Jack and Gibbs, Best game in the world
Tag=FunandGames
Don't forget the rules!
~Please no more than five prompts in a row, but if someone answers your prompt, feel free to post another prompt
~No more than three prompts per fandom
~No spoilers for at least a week after publication or air date, and if there /are/ spoilers, please put up a warning and leave space for people to skip it
Please be nice to the lovely code monkeys when making your prompts!
Always remember, Fandom, character(/ or and character if you want), prompt
For example
Doctor Horrible, Billy and any, Dnd night
Slenderverse, any, this is a game for some people
Doctor Who, any Doctor and Companion, he's played so many games it's impossible to keep the rules straight
Torchwood, Jack/ or and any, Venusian drinking games
Pirates of the Caribbean, Jack and Gibbs, Best game in the world
Tag=FunandGames
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Date: 2011-10-25 07:59 am (UTC)Fill
Date: 2011-10-25 09:02 am (UTC)Papers that needed to be signed off on. Usually they could have waited until he got back but the prosecution was wanting to roll with this on monday and he wasn't due back until thursday...
Grace had come in because he knew it was going to take him more than ten minutes and because she genuinely liked his team. The feeling was undeniably mutual as the unexpected birthday gifts (that had been purchased but hadn't been wrapped yet, attesting to how hard they'd all been working these past few weeks) magically appeared from desk drawers where they'd hastilly been shoved during quickly eaten meals.
Twenty minutes in and an alarm went off on the main computer. Of course the stupid thing went off at least three times a month, usually from someone bringing in some fresh flowers but twice it had been a genuine threat.
This time it was serious, a leve 3 biohazard and all Danny wanted to do was snatch Grace up and carry her as far from the threat as he could. However, between the other lives he'd be putting at risk and the fact that she was most likely already infected Danny did nothing more than hold her close, trembling with fear.
They were quickly rounded up and sent to Queen's Medical Center* where they were placed under quarantine.
After eight hours and a severe lack of anything interesting to do the five of them had been reduced to this.
"Duck... Duck.... Duck... Duck... Goose!" Grace shouted, patting Chin Ho on the head before running around the circle giggling. He lets her win his seat though he makes it seem like he's trying by barely catching the back of her t-shirt as she flops down.
Chin Ho grins evilly as he looks at his team mates and Grace.
"Duck...Duck..."
*I used this hospital because it was the first one I came across when I searched for hospitals in Oahu. I don't know if they actually have a quarantine zone or not.
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Date: 2011-10-25 10:18 am (UTC)FILL: Playing For Keeps (Morgan/Hotch + Jack, PG)
Date: 2011-10-26 03:22 pm (UTC)So maybe Derek lays it on a little bit thick.
And maybe that blows up in his face.
Jack's small, dark eyes are serious as they study Derek over the gameboard sitting between them. Derek's always startled by just how Aaron-like the little man can be, even for being the elder Hotchner's son. He's like a mini-Hotch when he isn't giggling or pouting, and either way, sometimes just the sight of him makes Derek's chest swell with so much pure affection - for both him and his dad - that it makes Derek uncomfortable, thinking about how close he came to walking away from this. From not even giving it a chance because Aaron is a man, and his boss, and Derek will never be completely over what happened to him when he was a kid, and loving a profiler is never gonna be the path of least resistace.
Right now, though, Derek is startled because Jack looks unhappy. "You cheated!" he accuses, his high-pitched boy voice carrying across the room. Derek can't help but glance at Aaron, who is dicing vegetables at the kitchen counter. Derek's almost certain he sees Aaron's lips twitch.
"What're you talking about, little man? You won!"
Jack scowls, proving that to be the worst thing Derek could have said. And now Derek knows that Aaron's finding this amusing. Aaron coughs in a poorly-disguised attempt to hide his laughter.
"I know," Jack says somberly. "You cheated so I would win! I wanna win for myself! I don't wanna be patey-" Jack struggles with the word. "Pate tree-"
"Patronized," Aaron supplies from the kitchen.
"Yeah, that!"
Derek points a finger in Jack's direction. "Kid, you spend way too much time with your Uncle Spencer."
"I wanna play again!" Jack insists. "But for real this time!"
Aaron isn't even pretending not to laugh now, as Derek rushes to soothe Jack's injured pride. "Alright! Alright, calm down, Jackie. We'll play again. I promise I won't cheat anymore."
"You'd better not!"
When their re-match is over, Aaron has an almost fully cooked meal sitting on the stovetop, and Derek shakes his head as Jack leaves to wash up for dinner, happy. Morgan won this round. He goes to join his lover in the kitchen and wraps his arms around Aaron from behind.
Aaron twists to kiss him and goes back to stirring a pot of gravy.
"That kid takes Candyland way too seriously," Derek remarks, planting a kiss to the side of Aaron's neck.
Aaron chuckles. "He's quite sensitive about whether something is just or unjust, yes."
Dereks hums. "A Hotchner with an overdeveloped sense of justice... Imagine that," he kids.
Aaron turns and gives him a look. Then a nip to the lobe of his ear. Derek sucks in a breath. Aaron replaces his teeth with his tongue and Derek's pretty sure he's never gonna look at flour the same way again. Aaron's got a smudge of it on the curve of his jaw and Derek licks it away.
Even though he knows they can't take this any further, with Jack down the hall and dinner about to be ready, Derek groans as Aaron steps back, ending their short, impromptu make-out session.
"Hotch. It's not fair to get a guy all worked up when he can't do anything about it," he teases. Aaron grins.
"Well, after Jack's in bed, I guess we'll just have to start again," he says.
And apparently he separated them at just the right time, because at that moment Jack comes around the corner and joins in on their conversation.
"Why? Did Uncle Morgan let you win too, Daddy?" Jack asks, innocent of why his Uncle Morgan blushes at his question.
And, much to Derek's chagrin, Aaron answers before Derek can figure out what to say.
"All the time, buddy," Aaron tells Jack, looking at Derek, his eyes and lips smiling.
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Date: 2011-10-25 12:03 pm (UTC)This needs to get written! D8
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