The reader has been undercover with a gang, that is suspected to be killing people. As the BAU are called in Y/N has to put her neck on the line, for one of their own.
Characters – Derek x Reader
Word Count – 3314
‘How can we know what’s going on?’ Emily asked the detective, he reached onto his desk and grabbed a bundle of files.
‘We have an undercover, that can hopefully get you in.’ The detective said, they all looked up.
‘How can we talk to them?’ Emily questioned, as she passed the files to the group.
‘You can’t she’s not due for another talk for a week.’ The detective told them, they were all opening files.
‘She?’ Derek asked, as he opened the file that was filled with all your information.
‘Yeah, we sent our best undercover under.’ Detective said, they read through your file noticing the
‘How long has she been in?’ Emily asked.
‘2 years.’ Detective Swayze replied, they all turned to him.
‘Damn, are you sure she’s still on your side?’ Derek asked, the detective stood at his desk.
‘No, but she meets us every month and gives us the details we need.’ He said truthfully/
‘Can you at least try to get to her?’ JJ asked, the detective looked stuck between decided before he sighed and nodded.
‘We can try.’ The detective agreed.
‘Bee, phone call for you.’ Max said, you looked up at him holding the phone out.
‘Who is it?’ You asked as you pushed yourself up from the table.
‘He says it’s your aunts lawyer.’ He said, you raised an eyebrow before shrugging and taking the phone from him.
‘Hello?’ You spoke into the phone.
‘Hi there this is Mr Swayze, I’m informing you of a passing and that we need to meet.’ Swayze said, your eyebrows creased together.
‘This quickly?’ You asked him, it was a week too early to meet.
‘Yes, we have very important information that you need. Can you meet me at the café on west side?’ He asked, you sighed and rubbed your fingers over your forehead.
‘Sure.’ You said before hanging up, placing the phone down and turning to Max.
‘Yo, I need to head out for a couple of hours, lawyer wants to speak to me. He thinks I’ve inherited something. You mind covering for me?’ You asked him, as you slipped your jacket on.
‘Nah, go ahead.’ He said, dismissing you with a wave of the hand.
‘Thanks, I owe you a drink.’ You told him as you walked past him and out the door.
You slipped into a booth and disconnected your phone, taking the sim and battery out. Before looking at Detective Swayze.
‘What’s so important, a full week before our talk?’ You asked as you looked at him.
‘The BAU need you to take someone in under your wing.’ He said, you rolled your eyes shaking your head.
‘Why/’ You questioned him.
‘The gang is suspected of killing multiple people.’ He said, you sighed knowing it wasn’t true, well at least with the area you were in.
‘So, you’re the cop?’ You spoke up as you leaned against the wall, he turned around and looked at you.
‘Derek Morgan and what gives you that idea?’
‘Bee and it’s your walk.’ You said, he looked confused.
‘You walk as if you run this place.’ You told him truthfully.
‘What information are you wanting to learn when you’re in?’ You asked him, with your hands in your pocket.
‘How does this help?’ He asked confused, you pushed yourself up off the wall.
‘It’s so I know which bit to put you in, so you can learn.’ You told him as if it was obvious.
‘A place where you come across a few people.’ He said, you looked him up and down and you noticed the smirk that was slowly appearing. You rolled your eyes at him.
‘Okay.’ You said as you reached for you pocket and brung out a phone.
‘Who are you calling?’ He asked you, you never answered him as the phone connected.
‘JC, you still looking for a runner?’ You asked him straight away.
‘Yeah.’ He said after a moment of silence.
‘I’ve got a guy for you.’ You told him as you looked Derek up and down.
‘Bring him in tomorrow morning.’ JC sad over the phone, you nodded.
‘Sure.’ You agreed before hanging up. You placed the phone back into your pocket and looked at Derek.
‘Arrive at my house at 7am tomorrow.’ You told Derek, before you started walking away.
‘Why are you dressed like that?’ You said straight away as you opened your front door. He was dressed in trainers, a t-shirt and a pair of baggy jeans.
‘It’s my undercover outfit.’ He said with a smirk, you sighed rolling your eyes.
‘Yeah, okay for anywhere else, but not here. Did you not read the notes, we deal with the high class.’ You brung your phone out and dialled a number putting it up to your ear.
‘Jackie, can you meet me at my apartment in 10 minutes, it’s an emergency.’ You said into the receiver and you heard a crumble of a yes, and then the line went dead.
‘Get in here and wait.’ You commanded Derek, he came in and you closed the door.
‘So, you’re the guy Bee’s been talking about?’ JC asked, as he looked at Derek who was in better attire now compared to what he was earlier.
‘Yes sir.’ Derek said, as he stood beside you, hands clasped in front of him. JC looked him up and down, before glancing at you.
‘Do you trust him?’ JC questioned you.
‘Yes.’ You told him.
‘Would you trust him with your life?’ He asked, you nodded, and he smiled.
‘Is he good with weapons?’ JC asked, you looked at Derek and then back to JC.
‘Try him and see.’ You said, stepping out the way of the. JC reached for his gun and Derek tensed slightly but when the gun was flung at him he caught it.
‘Shoot the target.’ He commanded, Derek glanced at you and you nodded slightly. Derek took the safety off, aimed and fired 10 bullets. 7 of them hitting the target in the head or chest, the other 3 hitting it where the arms would be.
‘Not to shabby.’ JC said as Derek put the safety back on and handed the gun back. JC placed it back in his belt.
‘Is he wearing wires?’ JC asked you, you placed your hands into your pockets.
‘How would I know? Do you think I check all of them?’ You replied with a shrug of the shoulders.
‘Nah, he just seems like your type.’ JC said, you raised an eyebrow and shook your head. He then turned to Derek who was watching closely.
‘Strip.’ JC commanded.
‘Excuse me?’ Derek replied shocked.
‘We need to see if your wearing any wires.’ JC said, the men around him started to smile. Derek took off his suit jacket, handing it to you. You took it and watched as he undone his shirt buttons one at a time, maintaining eye contact with JC. Once that was off they could see his toned chest, JC glanced down at his trousers. Derek looked at you, you only nodded once. He started undoing his belt as he kicked off his shoes, he dropped his trousers to the ground, leaving him in just his boxers. JC continued looking his up and down.
‘JC.’ You warned him, he smiled wider before laughing. He then looked at you and the warning sunk in, he pursed his lips before licking them.
‘Put your clothes back on.’ You commanded Derek. He pulled up his trousers up doing his belt as he placed his shows back on.
‘Trail run tomorrow.’ JC said as Derek pulled the shirt over his arm
‘Bee you’re with him.’ JC said to you, you nodded before turning around and
‘What was that about?’ Derek asked, as he caught up to your side, still buttoning his shirt up.
‘It’s for his amusement but also test number one, he was trying to see if you’d break.’ You told him as you handed the jacket back to him.
‘Bee, it’s lovely to meet you again.’ Jacobs said to you as you walked up, you smiled as he wrapped his arms around you.
‘Sam e to you Mr Jacob.’ You welcomed his hug.
‘Who’s this?’ Jacobs asked as he looked over your shoulder to Derek.
‘My protégé.’ You said with a smirk and raised eyebrow.
‘What’s the quality?’ You quizzed him
‘Class A.’ Jacobs said, you smiled.
‘Quantity?’ You asked.
‘6 for distribution and 1 for my favourite lady.’ He said, you smiled and nodded.
‘You know how I like it.’ You told him.
‘Let’s see it then.’ You said, Jacobs nodded and flicked his fingers and a man walked up holding a crate. He set it down and opened the lid, you crouched in front of it and brung the bottle out, reading the label.
‘Extremely rare, where did you find it.’ You said as you placed the bottles back into the crate.
‘Auction.’ He said, you nodded as you signalled Derek.
‘We’ll take them.’ You said, and Derek walked over and handed you the case with money. You went to pop it open, but Jacobs hand came out and stopped you.
‘I trust you.’ He said, you smiled and handed the case over to him.
‘Well thank you for the order Mr Jacobs, pleasure as always doing business with you.’ You shook his hand.
‘Until next time.’ He agreed, he brung you in and placed a kiss onto your cheek.
‘You don’t deal drugs.’ He said once he entered the apartment, you took of your jacket.
‘No, did you think we did?’ You asked him as you kicked off your shoes, he shrugged his shoulders.
‘The full two years I’ve been here I have never come across drugs.’ You told him truthfully as you walked over to the cabinet where you kept all the wines or drinks you had been given.
‘So why are you undercover?’ Derek asked, you walked to the sink and poured him and yourself a glass of water.
‘I came under when there was stolen artefacts going around, they had them, so the deal was cut off –‘ You said as you took a sip of water, sliding him his glass.
‘-and I had to stay otherwise they would know that I had snitched. It ended up staying longer due to artefacts that sometimes come around but otherwise, it’s pretty good. It may sound weird, but they’ve became my family.’ You told him, you had grown to know and care for everyone in the group.
‘It’s not weird, if they are the people you surround yourself with.’ Derek said, you raised and eyebrow and nodded, the room falling into silence.
‘So who do you think you’re looking for?’ You asked him, breaking the silence. He looked up
‘Can I see them?’ You asked cautiously, he looked hesitant but nodded handing you the folders. He finished the glass of water as he headed over to the sink, sitting the empty glass in it. You opened the files and came across six women, who were all similar, with brunette hair and brown eyes. S you looked at the names, you then had to look back since they sounded familiar.
‘Derek, I’ve meet all these women.’ You said, and he turned around and looked at you.
‘How?’ He quizzed as he walked closer, you turned to him slightly in the chair, spreading out their pictures.
‘Their working girls or strippers, aren’t they?’ You asked he nodded.
‘They all came through the club, I talked to them and I was looking after them for a while before I was promoted.’
‘You think someone in the gang killed them?’ You asked looking at him as he looked down at you.
‘It wasn’t someone in the gang, it was a club member. The last person they saw each was Scott South, known as Scotty.’ You told him, as you remembered seeing him at the club.
‘You sure?’ He asked you, you nodded, and he grabbed his phone, he dialled a number and put it on louder speaker.
‘How’s it going Chocolate thunder?’ You heard a perky voice answer, you glanced at Derek, who seem un-phased by it.
‘Penelope, we have a lead, Scott South.’ He said
‘So how’s it going with the undercover?’ Penelope asked, he smiled and rolled his eyes.
‘It’s gonna get a whole lot better I know his nickname now.’ You cut him off, smiling wide as he looked at you.
‘Your there, what’s he had to do?’ She sounded shocked, you chuckled slightly.
‘Oh the normal stuff you know, carry a ton of drugs for six miles to pass the test.’ You teased the both of them.
‘Penelope how’s it coming along?’ Derek asked again, ignoring you.
‘Hold on hot stuff.’ She said as her typing got faster.
‘He’s a frequent at your club.’ Penelope said, you nodded.
‘Yeah, he comes in every Monday night.’ You said, there was some typing you could hear.
‘I sent everything to your phone, but he’s a pretty secretive guy. He uses a separate card for the bills at the club from his normal one. He doesn’t have any family, his… sister died a couple of days ago.’ She said, and you frowned.
‘She was like the others wasn’t she?’ You asked her.
‘Yeah, very similar. Six weeks ago she was murder, and they never found who done it but they assumed she was doing drugs mixed up with the men in the gang.’ Penelope you said, you knew that wasn’t true because you had never seen any drugs in the gang premises, unless a club member brung them in.
‘It’s revenge.’ Derek said, just as your phone went off. You read the message saying that I was needed for the special party tonight.
‘I have to go, they need me.’ You told them, standing up and grabbing your jacket quickly.
‘I’ll come with, thank you baby girl, you were helpful.’ Derek said into the phone.
‘No problem, be careful.’. She said in a hurry as she hung up.
‘What is he doing here?’ JC asked as you and Derek walked through the doors.
‘He done good on his first run, thought I’d show him how we party.’ You said, taking of your jacket and hanging it up. JC nodded.
‘So who’s coming in?’ You questioned him.
‘Loads of frequents, John, Sammy, Kit and Scotty.’ He said, you could see Derek tense up beside you.
‘When are they coming?’ You said as you walked behind the bar, looking at the stock.
‘Within fifteen minutes.’ JC said, you nodded and smiled.
‘Should I go get bottles from the cellar?’ You asked JC, he nodded and you made your way down. When you reached for a bottle, you noticed a shadow and you turned, to see Scotty.
‘Scotty? What are you doing down here?’ You asked shocked.
‘Been told that you’ve been looking for me?’ He said, he didn’t know that the police were looking for him.
‘Yeah, I was gonna do a surprise for you tonight. I wanted to make sure you were coming in.’ You said as you placed the bottle on the counter beside you and moving your hands to his chest. He tenses slightly.
‘What were you gonna do?’ He asked, as he stepped closer to you.
‘The nights still young. I can still so it for you-‘ You said as you moved your hands down so they were tucked into the waistband of his trousers, his breathing hitched.
‘If you’d like?’ You asked him as your fingers traced his stomach under his shirt. When you looked up he was nodding.
‘Go to private room two, take that bottle and wait for me.’ You commanded, he nodded grabbing the bottle before walking up the stairs. You followed up behind him by a couple of steps, you looked for Derek finding him talk to someone. You pulled him away giving the woman a dirty look since she gave you one.
‘Give me your handcuffs and tie.’ You told him, holding your hand out.
‘What?’ He asked confused.
‘Give me them, I know you have them.’ You told him, he reached behind him and brung them out, placing them into your hand, he reached up and undone his tie. You smiled at him before making his way up the stairs.
‘Scotty, do you trust me?’ You asked him as you made your way over and sat on his lap, he looked at you and nodded.
‘Good, can I blindfold you?’ You asked next, he looked confused as you brung out Derek’s tie from your waist band.
‘Why not.’ He said breathlessly, you smiled wide and wrapped it around his eyes, tying it
‘Is that to tight?’ You asked him, he shook his head.
‘Good. Lean back for me.’ He did as he was told, with the help of your hands on his chest his back was on the bed.
‘What’s next?’ He asked you, you smiled and brung out the silver chains.
‘Handcuffs.’ You said as they rattled, you reached p and took his hands, looping them around the wooden pole and connecting them, so he was tied to the bed.
‘Where did you get them?’ He asked, you leaned into his ear.
‘I know a guy, he left them with me.’ You said into his ear, you sat up dragging your fingers along his chest as you sat up, before coming off his lap.
‘Where are you going?’ He asked, you rolled your eyes as you reached the door.
‘To get the bottle opener.’ You said as you opened the door, you noticed Derek was standing at the bottom of the stairs, the music was becoming louder, but your whistle managed to capture his attention.
‘What did you want with my tie and handcuffs.’ He asked you.
‘The present that’s inside for you.’ You told him and pushed open the door, he froze when he saw the man lying on his back, blindfolded and handcuffed.
‘Is it?’ He asked, you nodded.
‘Scott South, you are under arrest for the murder of six woman. Anything you say, will be held and used against you.’ He said, and then Scott started trying to move but with the handcuffs around his wrist attached to the bed it was impossible. You walked down the stairs just in time for the door to be busted open and agents to come in. You smiled at them and pointed up the stairs, they nodded and headed up them.
‘So, you’re a cop?’ JC asked angrily, you turned to him and nodded. You looked at the agents coming in and surrounding the place.
‘Sorry.’ You told him before walking away, knowing you couldn’t go back now. You focussed your attention on Scotty was being brung down the stairs with two agents.
‘Why are you sorry?’ JC asked you, you turned to him.
‘You just saved my club, and you helped me turn around my whole business. Two years ago, I was in the process of thinking about moving to dealing drugs. Then the cops busted the one that should have had the drugs and I realised that I couldn’t risk everything just because I needed more money.’ He said, you smiled slightly.
‘Then you worked your way up and you suggested ideas, stuff I would have never thought off, you made this place.’ He said, and you smiled widely as he wrapped his arms around you.
‘Are you staying with us?’ He said as he pulled back, you glanced at Derek and the other before you shook your head.
‘I can’t, not now. You haven’t had a stolen artefact come through here in six months. I need to get back to my proper job.’ You told him truthfully, he nodded understanding.
‘Bee, good luck.’ JC said, you turned and looked at her and
‘It’s Y/N.’
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