Criminal Minds

No fridge? Not even a little, college dorm-sized one? Bummer.

it's a long story about that but no... not currently...

Well, I guess since you move in a few days, it doesn't really matter now. Are you going to have a fridge where you move to?

I'm moving home for teh summer so yes... likely own't have this issue with food either

Well, that's good. Don't know about you, but I get tired of eating out after a while. Nothing like some good home-cooking.

and the Spitfire Special if I wake up early enough...

I recall you mentioning that once.

it's an egg bagel sandwich since egg is the only thing I know how to cook, it's healthy and fun!

Sounds delicious. Must go to be soon, have to get up early tomorrow so that we can hit the road. Nite, doc!

later falc!

Lol Doc! That was hilarious! Thanks for the entertainment.

As the second set of credits lifted Doc stumbled into the bar, despite this place being known for cheap drinks and no cover, Doc had decided not to risk it. Bleu and Falc had spent all that time convincing him that being drunk wasn't part of the job but Doc was a professional and stubborn. He rolled up to the bar, slapped a 10 on the counter and flagged down the bar tender.

"Carona,"Doc slurred to the bar tender who seemed to be wobbling like a drunk. Doc realized he was actually the one wobbling and held himself up on counter.

"Doc?"the female tender said a hint of recognition in her voice, "It's been a while! how you been?"

The Doc squinted until the blurry bartender became a much less blurry hnybunchz from the mentalist forums wearing a smock, "Heeey, hny! I'm on the case!"

"I'll bet,"hny said, thinking he was making a joke about how much he'd drunk before coming in, "Here's your drink"

"Thanks," Doc said raising his drink to her, "We need you to come back to the forums one of these days"

"Thank you," Hny said raising the bill he'd left on the counter.

"I do what Ican," Doc's catch phrase leaving a smile on the bartender's face.

"Doc, do you see the target?" Avoice came in over his earpiece as he scanned the Patrons at the bar. A look of shock and realization came over his face as they cut away, though it was too soon after the last commercial break so they made an awkward scene change instead.

Bleu sat in the dark back at the office, the office lights off for dramatic effect, " Doc? I said 'do you see the target?' Doc "

He radio'd back, "Is that Thomas Gibson? TV's Aaron "Hotch" Hotchner and a bunch of groupies in this dive bar?"

" So that's an affirmative, "Bleu interpretted.

"Wait, I'm supposed to spy on Hotch? Who's the client?" Doc asked back, shock in his voice.

" He asked me to call him 'Matt' Ithink it's an alias, " Bleu told him.

"Aww man, Dr. Reid asked you nicely to look into this?" Doc sounded peeved.

"Yeah, we're not getting paid for this one,"Falc said at nearly the same time in nearly the same tone as we cut to him in the car outside the bar so we don't forget about him.

Cutting back to Doc, over the Radio bleu's voice once again, " That's why I hired you guys, you're such amazing detectives. Figured that all out and Ididn't have to tell you. "

"I'm going radio silent,"Doc said, pulling his ear piece out and tossing it into a trash can behind the bar. He walked over to a line forming near TGwhere he recognized a couple familiar faces.

"Doc!" ThursdayNext and thn exclaimed as he approached the autograph line.

"Hey Ladies,"Doc greeted them.

"Hey no cuts man!" shouted someone near the back of the line. Doc ignoring him continued talking to his forum buddies.

"I said no cuts man!" the man said approaching Doc, getting a few cheers from people farther back in line. He punched Doc square in the jaw. Doc collapsed into Hotch's table then crumpled to the ground, unconscious.

As he came to, he found Bleu standing above him and Sneaks holding an ice pack and the large man clearly beaten within inches of his life next to him.

"Guess all that boxing came in handy," Red shrugged.

The two helped Doc up, and out of the bar. As they got close to falc's car, who looked more worried about getting blood in it than he was concerned with Doc, Blue finally spoke up, " You know you were supposed to find out if he was talking crap about MGG "

Doc smiled a bloody smile as he almost collapsed again. Holding up a recording device in his hand it suddenly became apparent to his business partners and the audience that he had bugged Thomas Gibson's table on his way down. After a cut the team met back at the office to review the tape.

"I didn't hear any trash talk," Doc said, clearly playing solitaire and not listening to it.

"Absence of proof isn't disproof," Falc said then turning to bleu, "Is disproof a word? now I'm talking like the Doc!"

" We still didn't get anything concrete, " Bleu told him.

"I don't trust the guy he's up to something," Falc said.

"You say that about everyone,"Doc said rolling his eyes,"He seemed like a good guy"

"You say THATabout everyone,"Falc shot back. Doc began to wonder why he was arguing the point. As long as they were on the case he could write off his drinks as business expenses.

" Doc?!? What the hell is up with this expense report? " Bleu said holding up said expense report for Doc to see, " I'm not paying for your beers.
"

"Yeah..."Doc said, "I'm not going undercover for this case again, better start looking for another"

Then the end credits rolled, but before the viewers could see who helped make this show possible the writing got smushed to the side and really tiny as a clip from next week's episode implying Doc was going to quite showed over it even though we all know the writers don't have the balls to write off one of the title characters.

LOL! What inspired this bit of hilarity doc? I really needed a good laugh - thanks!!

me and falc were arguing about which TV characters we were like... I came up with an answer