TO BE LOVED
:: xxi, for a night like this

Jj and Will were now on a break, but still living in the same apartment co-parenting. However, in this very moment, interviews were being finished as well as Garcia and Prentiss tracking down any other alumnus to maybe help with the case.

Thomas was waiting at his desk for Chrissy with jones standing near by.

"So, the engagement party's tonight?" Jones started small talk.

Thomas nodded, "Yep."

Jones sighed, "It's gonna be real awkward."

"Just stay close to Chris and you'll be fine. My team isn't that bad."

"I'm their only suspect and to be honest, why haven't they dropped my name by now? They haven't had anything on me." Jones brought up a really good question that Thomas hadn't thought about.

"I'll see what i can do."

Just when he said that, Chrissy came walking into the office area from the hall with jj and Morgan trailing behind. Thomas immediately noticed and met her halfway with jones behind him.

He wrapped his arms around his fiancé before cupping her face, "Did you play nice?"

Chrissy lightly smiled at his comment, "I answered their questions the best i could." She looked towards her brother, "And i did not contradict you in anyway, not that there's anything to contradict."

Thomas' hands soon met his sides, "Speaking of that, im gonna talk to my boss. Give me ten minutes, guys."

Just as he began to walk off, Chrissy grabbed his arm and turned to jones, "Give us a second?" Soon she turned to face Thomas once jones headed the other direction, "Is it a good idea that they're coming to the party or your brother? I mean, they're trying to lockup my brother, they took you off the case cause you're human and well, Dean tried to break us up."

"I hear you." He nodded, "But they're my family and Dean was just trying to be a protective brother." He took her hands into his, "Just trust me, ok?"

"Ok." She whispered.

He placed a kiss to her forehead before proceeding to find Hotch and talk to him about getting jones off the suspect list.

• • •

Hours had past and well, Hotch didn't agree with Thomas which only built the tension and awkwardness, but that wasn't going to stop Thomas from having a good time at his party, which Penelope so graciously put together. The technical analysts went all out for Mr. God Son. As the almost wedded couple walked in, their breaths were taken away from the amazing scenery.

"She really outdid herself." Thomas commented, grateful for Penelope. He noticed all his team around chatting about and slowly leaned towards Chrissy, "Play nice."

Chrissy didn't say anything. She just passed him a light smile before heading to her brother who stood near Dean at the bar taking about.

Thomas then headed over to his team and greeted everyone. All were smiles, till he landed on jj. Of course she was smiling, but it was a different kind of smile ——— one that he knew exactly what it meant.

As time passed, the dance floor was occupied and the bar was fully stocked with customers who were a few from the team. Thomas and Chrissy were sitting with each other in a booth just nonstop flirting. It was hard to tell if they were drunk or probably horny.

Thomas' hand was rested on Chrissy's thigh, "I'm happy you're cool tonight. I know you're not a big fan of my team."

"No, but like you said, Penelope did a good job and I like being here with you." She replied.

Just as the two stared into each other's eyes, thinking about going in for a kiss, their small party was crashed by Dean. He slid in the booth next to Chrissy, leaving her in the middle.

Thomas glanced towards his brother, "What a way to ruin it."

Chrissy tapped his leg, "It's ok, I was going to go to the bathroom anyway."

Thomas scooted out so Chrissy could get out. Once she had, she headed to the bathroom as Thomas slid back in to chat with his brother for a bit.

• • •

Chrissy stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, staring at herself as a light sigh escaped her lips. She was doing her best to stay calm for everyone's sake because the entire night she's been craving ——— craving murder. She could only go so long without doing it, but little did Thomas know, he was a big help in keeping her contained for the night.

As she continued to stare in the mirror with her hand resting on her chest, the bathroom door squeaked open and soon walked in Jennifer. Chrissy turned in that direction for a brief second before her eyes met her's back in the mirror.

"Pre wedding jitters?"

"God, no." The room quickly fell silent, then picked back up, "I know you all think it's sudden and weird how he asked me to marry him out the blue."

"I didn't say anything."

Chrissy's eyes met jj's through the mirror, "You didn't have too. Also, just so you know I didn't need your pity small talk."

"I was being polite."

"Well don't." Chrissy scoffed, "Your team's trying to frame my brother and I don't take that lightly."

Jennifer silently gave her a quick nod before heading into one of the stalls like she had planned to all along.

Chrissy soon exited the bathroom and headed in the direction of her brother who was at the bar, getting a drink. She sat on the stool next to him, raising one finger up at the bartender.

"Enjoying your party?" Jones held his glass with brown liquid.

"Maybe I'll enjoy it a little more if they weren't here." She gestured towards the team, "And don't get me started on that blonde."

Her drink was handed to her as jones spoke, "Which blonde?"

"Jareau." Chrissy took a sip of the alcohol, "I don't like her."

Jones leaned her way as he whispered, "Like kill her don't like her?"

Chrissy's eyes were glued on Thomas who was then talking to Jennifer. She watched as the two chatted, pondering on what her brother asked only seconds ago.

"I'm not sure."

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