*Trigger warning*
Chapter Four: Dancing in the Dark

[Chains ~ Nick Jonas]

There's this rule about things to do before you have sex. Apparently having a dance party is one of them. Studies show when you get your heart racing it speeds up the arousal process, it's weird, who would've thought that dancing to some techno song in the middle of some club would make you so unbelievably horny. The issue with dancing is that you have to do it effectively. In other words, you need to have fun but have rhythm. Which most people dont have. The bau was doing just that dancing, and Anya, she was like a cat, swift quick, seductive.

She could hold her own when it came to drinking, the girls of the bau had been trying to get her unbelievably drunk every time they came out and it never worked, she would always end up babysitting them and making sure they got home safely and sound. Anya use to drink with legends like Nick Torress and Tony Dinozzo. This club scene wasnt a big deal to her in fact she would most likely drink all of these people under the fucking table and with ease.

In a few weeks, she would get told if she was going to be a permanent member of the team and she wasnt worried about it. If she wasnt there would be no harm done, but she wouldnt beagle to forget these amazing people no matter how hard she tried, Anya loved these guys with all her heart. She had grown fond of each member. Except for a select few and now she was in a club with them and damn did she look good. She had on a pink long-sleeve shirt it was thin, flared out at the arms had lace trip at the end. It only had one button on the front. One wrong move and the button would go flying everywhere and everyone would see her bare chest. She had a black leather mini skirt, and her hair was in two space buns the rest was down her back. She had pink heels that laced up around her legs. Lipgloss shimmered against her lips. She was currently dancing with one of her friends. Friends being an understatement they met in the bathroom and the girl complimented her hair she told the woman she was pretty and now they were BFFs she was in a three-way dance train. Emily was behind her and Vera the girl from the bathroom was infront. She was in the middle they were dancing all over each other.

Waiting for the men of the Bau to arrive. When they were literally walking through the door, Derek immediately starts dancing before he spots the girls he hits Hotch on the shoulder. Drawing his and Reid's attention his arm was around Reid's neck.

"OOh look at that! What a sight to see" he shakes his head at the women grinding on each other and Hotch is in a trance, it's bad enough that Anya made him want to actually commit murder but now she was practically taunting him. That skirt was so short, one wrong move and her ass would be out, it was out and on full display luckily no one could see anything due to the fact that Emily was covering with her body. In other words, she was every man's wet dream, well only a specific man's wet dream. Not that he would admit that. Before the men could drool anymore JJ waves them over. They walk around the crowd and to the table where they greet JJ and Garcia. Before too long Emily and Anya come over laughing and out of breath. They say their greetings to the men and Reid just smiles at them nodding.

"I haven't danced like that in ages." Emily was patting a few napkins at the sweat on her neck. The waiter brings over their shots and Anya takes the time to pass them out. She clinks them with everyone's and downs her without even grimacing. "Okay is that just water what the hell Holmes?"

Anya just laughs. "No, I just know how to handle my tequila." Derek shakes his head not believing it, "Oh it's true," she picks up a shot and looks at him downing it without breaking eye contact she doesn't make a face. He just shakes his head calling her crazy.

Before long everyone was feeling the buzz and Anya was just feeling good. She felt free like a bird out of her cage. Reid decided to be the DD or designated drunk person wrangler of course Anya would help, it was two am when everyone decided to call it a night Garcia was giggling non-stop JJ was hiccuping, Emily was just being sexual and wouldnt stop kissing everyone mostly just JJ. and Anya was helping Reid wrangle them, Derek went home with some club honey and Hotch was assisting Reid and Anya. They all walked each person home starting with Garcia, then JJ, then Emily, and lastly Anya she sent Reid home and Hotch insisted on walking her back to her place, she was too happy to argue, the alcohol was getting to her and she was swaying back and forth.

She starts dancing around as Hotch is trying to get her to tell him which way to turn. She just stumbles around walking down the sidewalk. Hotch followed after her.

"I dont get why you are so grumpy all the time?" she hiccups, "Life is too short to be so grumpy I would know." she hiccups again.

Hotch chuckles. "How would you know? You're a burst of constant sunshine."

"I use to be you. A long time ago I used to be so angry...with myself and the world and I hated everyone."

"I find that hard to believe."

Anya just sighs, her skirt rose a bit and Hotch fights the urge to pull it down. No one should get to see that without permission. She just turns a few times before nodding and going down the sidewalk. He chuckles feeling the effects of his alcohol as well. They continue down the sidewalk passing a few houses.

"I used to be so mad at everyone, I was closed off and kept them at a distance." she laughs. "I see now it was because of what happened months before I transferred to Ncis," she taps the side of her head. "Cause I got that profiler brain now Bitch." she hiccups as Hotch laughs again. " I used to have this roommate Emma." she steps over a big dip in the sidewalk. "Pothole!" she yells as Hotchsteps over it. "Emma was the sweetest girl ever and she had the prettiest hair, and truthfully I was whipped, I had the biggest crush on this girl, I would've let her use me as a goddamn doormat. Anyways we would go out partying every weekend we had to be back at a certain time, cause you know College and shit. One night Emma left me alone at that party and I figured I would walk home and text her about it in the morning. I woke up in her boyfriend's bed I felt like the shittest friend, and the worse part was I didn't remember sleeping with him, I had come to understand that was rape and I was unconscious for most of it. Two weeks later I went to file a report about and the officers just laughed. They laughed in my face and I couldnt understand why? They were supposed to help me, they just asked me what I was wearing and if I actually was raped or if I was just so drunk that I asked for the sex. Anyways I wound up pregnant and had an abortion I couldnt have a kid, especially not with someone who raped me. I started working at NCIS four weeks after that and I hated everyone, I was so mean and mad and I didn't need to be. Eventually, I realized life was too short to be so mean."

Hotch seemed hurt by what she said. She just said it was casual, like a normal thing. They walk in silence and she stands in front of a bright orange townhouse. "This is me" she sings. She looks over at Hotch. Placing a hand on his face. "You know when you aren't frowning you're quite handsome." she giggles petting his face. "I am so sleeping in nude tonight fuck clothes." she just stumbles up the stairs. "Goodnight Grumpy Smurf."

She leaves a stunned yet intrigued Aaron Hotchner behind and goes about the rest of the morning thankful that the next day was paperwork day.

//

The lovely time of the month, when everyone gets to come into the office and work on all the past-due case files. This was the most fun time, they literally had designated days where they would sit in their offices and do work from sun up to sundown.

Anya walked in with pants they were plaid red, black, and white, she had a red shirt tucked into the pants and black ballerina flats. Her hair was in climbed back the rest was flowing down her back in nice neat curls. She had a giant tray of cupcakes in her hand that had leaves sticking out of the top of them on sticks. She walks into the bullpen with a big shit-eating grin as everyone else just stands around their desk.

"Good morning pretty people!" She beams as everyone groans, mostly due to the fact that they hated paperwork days. She sighs. "I bought cupcakes," and everyone perks up going over to the break room. She laughs before taking one and deciding to give it to their boss, she walks up the stairs and lightly knocks on the door. Heard his raspy voice telling her to come in " I brought cupcakes." she places them down on his desk.

He just nods, "How's your head?"

She furrows her brows. "It's good, What happened to my head?" She thinks for a moment. "Right the other day when I drank myself in a beautiful coma. Nah im good, I dont remember anything after I sent Reid home." she shrugs. "Maybe he did walk home after all eh whatever" she goes to leave. "Enjoy your cupcake." she sings before closing the door.

He just pulls back the files and puts down a P on his calendar and an X. the day starts out normal everyone consistently filling up their coffee mugs and occasionally talking. Reid was zooming through files as was everyone else except Anya, she struggled so hard with case reports the only time she didn't was when she got the example of one from Hotch. Emily and J.J. offered to do the lunch run after they came back from the printer downstairs Derek was talking with Garcia and Reid was reading a book. Anay just shrugs she was feeling a lot more confident these days. She just knocks on the door and enters it seeing Hotch at his desk.

"I did better work when I had the example of the case file you gave me last time, May I borrow that again possibly." He nods reaching into the stack and pulling a filled-out one already, she takes it "Thank you." with that she leaves and he just sighs.

The day was long but it ended and everyone piled out of the building quicker than they entered, Anya was gonna check on her nephew and restock the fridge. Maybe hang out with him for a bit and take him to the movies. Everyone else had various plans. She heard that Emily and the girls were gonna have a giant girls' night and watch Vampire Diaries, Derek was going to the gym and then maybe hanging out around his place, and Reid was watching some Russian movie that was four hours long. Hotch was well, no one really knows what he does, truth be told he was going to hang out with his son and do whatever it was he wanted, because well that would make him happy.

//

Her moans were making it impossible for him to stay focused, maybe it was a fact that he was currently railing against her on his desk, but everything about this entire situation turned him on more and more. She was whimpering into his palm, trying to stay quiet so no one else could hear. One calloused hand on her hip the other over her mouth,

"If I move my hand you have to be an extremely quiet sweet pea." she just nods and he removes his hand the two going back to their intense sexual activities.

She throws her head back biting her lip so hard she could taste blood, her muffled whimpers were sending him over the edge. They only had thirty more minutes before everyone would be back and they couldnt let the others find out. She was trying her hardest not to scream but it was impossible. Her legs were wrapped around him, she was perched at the end of his desk.

That's exactly how he liked her, with her ass at the end of his desk. He just watches her eyes roll back into her skull. "I'm sorry." she whimpers out and he nods. Pleased with what he can make her do.

"For what Sweetpea?"

She gasps at his thrust. "For disobeying you, for, f-for being bad." he nods again and thrust harder into her.

"You were very sassy infront of all those people and you needed to be put into your place." She just whimpers. "Oh, Tinkerbell. You are so tight."

"Aaron I am close." they ride the way of euphoria and Aaron wakes up in a pant, and groans as the sheets begin to show a rather large tent. It was one thing to taunt him at work but now she was taunting his dreams and he liked it.

//

The next day was another in-house work day they had two full days of paperwork and this would be their second one. Anya enters the bullpen in full force she has on a plaid skirt with a turtleneck and her black doc martens. Her lockets were around her neck, she comes barreling in, her hair in two low space buns.

She wasnt in the best mood and everyone in the room noticed, she walks over to her desk and opened the drawer putting her bag inside, the drawer doesn't close and she slams it a few times kicking the side of the desk.

Derek walks over placing both hands on her face. "What did that desk do to you?"

"I am not having the best morning, I apologize for my outburst."

He sighs hands still cupping her face. "Tell me what's wrong, princess so I can make it better."

Anya sighs. "My car isnt working it broke down four times getting here and I managed to get into the parking lot and I can't afford another car I was barely able to afford the one I have and now, well I dont know what to do." she was about to start crying again. "I know it's stupid for me to be crying."

Derek shakes his head. "Ohoh cupcake...Dont cry."

Emily and JJ round the corner with Reid having gone to the coffee shop down the street, to get some goodies in preparation for the day they immediately, stop when they see Anya crying in Derek's arms.

"What happened?" the woman tries to pry her from Derek's hands and he doesn't let them.

"Everything is ruined...." she cries harder and Derek just comforts her more. He explains everything to them and they comfort her as well. "You guys dont understand, I need my car, I need my car, and you guys dont understand everything that I have to pay for...the mouths I have to feed. What if I dont get the job? Then what do I do?" she starts hyperventilating. "What is happening?" her chest was hurting her heart was pounding.

"Anya, Honey I think you are having a panic attack."

Anya makes a face and everyone is trying to calm her down, Hotch comes out from his office at the sound of the commotion.

"What is happening?"

"Anya is having a panic attack," JJ is rubbing her arm. Emily is rubbing her back. Derek cups her face. "Anya Honey you have to breathe your gonna pass out."

Hotch walks down the stairs as Anya is freaking out "What do we do to get her calm?" JJ asks.

Derek pulls up a chair and they sit her down he gently pushes her head in between her legs and her breathing slowly goes back to normal. "There you go princess, Breathe."

After a while, Anya sits up she keeps her eyes trained on the ground. "I am so embarrassed I am so sorry, That has never happened."

"Don't be embarrassed it's totally okay." JJ brings her some water and she drinks it. Everyone comforts her more Reid gives her a donut and she smiles he even takes a few files from her stack.

After a few hours, everything was normal again, Anya was coming back from the bathroom at the same time as Hotch they had to ride the elevator back up at the same time.

"Are you okay?"

Anya nods. "I am sorry for my outburst. It was very unprofessional."

"It's okay to have emotions."

Anya shakes her head. "I am not like this it's just....I am emotional today." Hotch nods understanding. "I promise it won't happen again."

Hotch just stares straight ahead before looking down at her, her skirt was short she had on knee socks and Doc Martens. The elevator dings and she steps out first, "Your tie is crooked."

"Not a chance Tinkerbell." Anya sends him the strongest glare as she walks back to her desk.

"Just because I work for you doesn't mean I won't murder you Hotchner." he just smirks all the way back to his office and puts down an S on his calendar, a tally mark, and an X.

Anya Holmes was going to be the death of him

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