Classified light- a criminal minds fan fiction

Goodnight

'You're coming right Cam?- Morgan'

'You have to come! I missed out on seeing your apparent insane alcohol tolerance before, I wanna see it!- Garcia'

Cameron couldn't help smiling with surprise at the messages coming through;

They wanted her there, they were talking to her, they wanted to hang out with them.

'Sounds great thank you, see you all soon!- Cameron'

A series of 'whoops' and 'wear something nice guys, no more work clothes' erupted in the chat as she charged her phone and tried to think of what to wear.

She hadn't gone out for drinks yet in America, not that she had in Russia either, she didn't know what 'wear something nice' meant; was it a formal thing? A gown? Or jeans? Sweatpants? No, that didn't sound right.

Cameron decided to do her hair and makeup after her shower as she tried to think what to wear, adding large, soft waves to her blushed faded hair and tucking it behind her ears as she applied her usual makeup, adding a small brown wing to her eyes and a satin red lip once she put on her earrings.

She then had the task of shifting through all of her clothes, trying on over a dozen different possible outfits before deciding on a white, short milkmaid neckline styled silk dress with a black thin belt and a pair of black heels before popping on a gold dainty necklace and grabbing her black oversized sued coat as she checked her phone and realised it had been an hour and she was going to be late, especially since she didn't really know where she was going.

She called a taxi and ran down the stairs out of her apartment once she double checked herself in the mirror, critiquing her outfit and worrying what the team would think before she had to rush out so the taxi wouldn't leave without her.

"Well hello there darling, how are you tonight?" The taxi driver spoke as he drove, surprisingly the bar's street wasn't too far from her apartment so it thankfully wasn't a long journey to spend with the man who seemed to be eyeing her up and down in every way possible.

"I'm good thank you" she smiled politely and text Morgan that she was on her way.

"Are you texting your boyfriend?" His question confused her.

"O-oh no, no just my co-worker" she nodded, his smile at her answer confusing her more than his question itself.

"That's a relief, I was worried someone had snatched you up" he winked, making her shift awkwardly, trying to ignore his obvious attempts to flirt with her that made her uncomfortable the rest of the short journey.

"So... you're off to a bar then?" He asked as they pulled up outside of the bar, "I know a great bar around here, why don't you come with me instead?" 

"O-oh, uh, thank you but I'm meeting some co-workers" she smiled, shifting further away from him after placing the money in his hand, trying to open the door but finding it suddenly locked as he grabbed her hand in his.

"Blow them off- I'm sure I can show you a good time."

"Please let go of my hand sir."

"Come on baby" he placed his cold hand on her upper thigh that made her jump, feeling her panic grow further with his hand moving up her dress before a knocking came from her window.

"Cam, you made it!" Morgan smiled at her, pausing when he saw her clear discomfort, the taxi driver quickly pulling his hand from her thigh with a glare at Morgan, unlocking the doors before Cameron got out with a panic, almost falling as she did.

"K-keep the change, thank you" she stammered and quickly walked away from the car to try and regulated her breathing whilst Morgan looked between her and the taxi that pulled away.