It wasn’t often they got downtime after solving cases, and it certainly wasn’t often that they got downtime in places like Las Vegas, Nevada. Aaron had been here on his fair share of wild nights when he was in college at Harvard and he knew his way around a good casino and bar. He wasn’t really into the bar scene back in D.C. where things were never forgotten and could haunt him for years. That wasn’t the place to cut loose and let go and enjoy life. He saved up those urges for places that allowed for people to cut wild and free and enjoy life in whatever ways they wanted. In Vegas of all places, it wasn’t out of place to see men taking women they didn’t know back to their hotel rooms or gambling wildly or giving up all their inhibitions to dance with anyone. In Vegas, Aaron really got to let his relaxed side out and part of him, a well hidden part at least, lived and breathed for it. Tonight, he’d have to keep it moderately reined in; the team was going out to dinner and then, who knew what else would be in store for his night. He checked his reflection in the mirror, fixing his hair and adjusting the collar on his shirt, and nodded at himself; with the tie missing and the top collar button on his shirt open, he looked 10 years younger and lighter somehow. In reality, it wasn’t anything really off from his normal attire but it would do. Perhaps it would lead to him finding someone to have a drink with and get some form of physical gratification from.
He grabbed his suit coat and headed out of his hotel room, his strides long and purposeful as he headed toward the elevator. This case had certainly given them reason to go out for a drink and some food. It’d been hard on all of them. Cases with children always were but this one seemed to hit harder, maybe because it was Reid’s hometown and he seemed to have an affinity with the case that no one understood. He slipped into her coat as he thought about it, about him. He’d have to have a conversation with him once they got back to D.C.
He glanced down the hall as two of the male agents they’re brought with them from the sex crimes division emerged form their rooms and headed over to the elevator to join him. The teams had gotten along well enough. Aaron was well acquainted with most of the agents, but one in particular had rattled him a little. Evelyne Reichard had surprised him when she’d been introduced by the two men with her. He’d known her father, had worked with him actually, and he’d somehow never managed to know that he even had a family, let alone a daughter.
An attractive daughter, at that.
But that was all a topic that Aaron was doing his damn best NOT to think of. Not only was she well over 10 years his junior but she was also a subordinate agent which put any idea of something romantic, or even just something lurid and dirty for a night, completely under the topic of fraternization that needed to be avoided at all costs.
The elevator dinged loudly in the hallway and Aaron stepped on with the men, nodding at the appropriate places as the men discussed the case and the abuse that Aaron was actively trying to avoid remembering. No child ever needed to be familiarized with the things that those poor kids had been and he almost thanked God that so many of them hadn’t lived to experience it all. But the last 3… the last 3 had really suffered and Aaron would suffer at night thinking about them and all that he’d known they’d gone through. The three men climbed off on the main floor and headed toward where the teams were meeting, splitting off to join their own members, before Aaron turned back to the men and found himself looking around for a dark crop of long curly hair and the big brown eyes that had been plaguing his thoughts the last couple days.
Aaron looked at JJ with a weak smile and nodded, “Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine. We going? Sushi?” She nodded and waved the sexual crimes team over. “Yeah, I organized it with Agent Burnell. We’re all going out together.”
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