Hotel Madness

JACK THE PONY HERE! This is my first fanfiction story, ever. This is about the Criminal Minds characters (who I unfortunately do not own...) having to share one hotel room. Get ready for the chaos!

"Hurry UP!" Morgan yelled at J.J. through the walls that separated the bedroom from the bathroom and pounded on the door. The team had to share a hotel room, thanks to a misunderstanding when they tried to book the room a couple of days ago. Now Morgan, Reid, Hotch, Rossi, Emily, and J.J. were now stuck in one room with one bathroom and three beds. There was no reply to Morgan's shout.

"Maybe she drowned..." Emily yawned. She was currently stretched out on one of the beds lazily while looking at a case file. Morgan took this into consideration.

"Did you drown?" Morgan asked hopefully as he knocked again on the door.

"I stayed quiet, hoping, just hoping, that you would just go away. But I guess that didn't happen." J.J. called out from the bathroom.

"So I guess I take it that she didn't drown?" Hotch said with a chuckle.

"Unfortunately." Rossi snickered and with that, J.J. stormed out of the bathroom. She grabbed a pillow and whacked him with such a force that he was knocked off the bed that he was currently sitting on. He landed on the floor with a loud thud.

"I heard that." J.J. huffed and walked back in the bathroom.

"You okay, Dave?" Reid asked once J.J. had closed the door.

"That's going to leave a mark." Morgan laughed as the older man struggled to get up off of the floor.

"I'm reminding you that I keep something under my pillow that's loaded with bullets." Rossi threatened as he flopped back on the bed and grimace as his side throbbed. The grimace turned into a heated glare as he heard the team trying not to burst out laughing.

Morgan turned back to the closed door. "Come ON J.J.!" He banged on it some more.

"You just want look at yourself in the mirror." Emily snickered from the bed and frowned as a book hit her in the face.

"What if I do?" Morgan retorted back and kept banging on the door. J.J. finally opened the door and came out. She walked over to sit beside Emily.

"Jeez, I hardly spent any time in there." J.J. sulked.

"You spent an hour in there doing who knows what." Hotch rolled his eyes.

"And by the way J.J., thank you so very much for the big ass bruise I'm going to get when I wake up tomorrow." Dave glared at the blonde woman across the room.

"You kind of had it coming, Dave." Reid grinned.

"Shut up, I didn't ask for your opinion."

"Yeah JayJe, you assaulted an old man. What kind of a person would assault an OLD dude?" Morgan watched with glee as Dave started to turn red.

"I'm NOT that old!"

"You're twenty years or more than everyone on this team. I qualify that as old." Morgan replied as Dave burned holes through his face.

"I'm hungry. Where's the food?" Reid broke the tension.

"I don't know, check the fridge that's right in front of you." It was J.J.'s turn to roll her eyes. "You're very observant."

"Thanks." Reid stuck his tongue out at J.J. and reached in the fridge to grab a couple of sandwiches and drinks.

"We still need to make sleeping arrangements." Emily stated as she finished off her file.

"I guess, since there are three beds, Morgan and Reid in one, Dave and J.J. in the other, and Emily and I in the last one." Hotch gave out the orders.

"No! I refuse to sleep beside the lady who almost severely injured me!" Dave yelled.

"The feeling's mutual." J.J. grumbled.

"Just do it." Hotch gave his infamous glare to his subordinates.

"REID! Let's switch!" J.J. ordered Reid as he stood awkwardly next to Morgan.

"Okay?" Reid replied and walked over to Dave's bed and reached under the bed to retrieve his pajamas.

"Kid, if you disturb me in any way during my beauty sleep...let's just say that revenge is a bitch." Dave started to undress.

"Grandpa! Not when the girls are still in the room!" Emily squealed and ran into the bathroom with J.J. hot on her heels.

"Immature women." Dave rolled his eyes and took off his shirt anyways. The guys and the girls started to change into their sleepwear, and crawled under the covers.

"Touch me and you're dead." Emily turned to face Hotch.

"Wouldn't think about it." They left a space between them as they turned away from each other.

"Same goes for you, Morgan." J.J. warned as he grinned impishly.

"Yeah, I know." Morgan and J.J. turned away from each other like Hotch and Emily did.

"Good night." Spencer whispered.

A Couple Hours Later...

Hotch was sleeping peacefully but was jerked awake by someone rolling into his chest. Emily's head nestled into the crook of his neck and he sighed contently. He automatically put his arms around her but paused. He saw Dave frantically wave at him with his cell phone. Words were typed on the screen and Hotch had to squint to see what it read. Hotch chuckled went he finally made out what it said. 'Emily: Touch me and you're dead.'. Hotch immediately put his tucked his hands behind his back, uncomfortable but better than Emily killing him. Dave motioned for him to roll Emily back. Hotch awkwardly tried to roll her back, but pushed her a bit too hard and she fell onto the floor. Dave flinched and pretended to be asleep. Hotch panicked but copied Dave, turning with his back facing her side of the bed, and breathed deeply, like if he was sleeping. He heard Emily grumble as she got back on to the bed drowsily. Hotch sighed with relief as she went back to sleep.

JACK THE PONY here again!

I hoped you liked my first story, the first draft was actually written on my iPod.

Please rate and comment, I love to hear your opinions.

That's all for now,

Ciao!