Happy At Last | Aaron Hotchner x Reader

✰CHAPTER FIVE✰

You were in the police station of Dickinson, North Dakota, listening to Garcia find information on the unsub and finally giving the last address.

"Morgan, Rossi, Prentiss, and L/N you're coming with. Meet me by the rentals." Hotch said before leaving the station.

Derek rushed to an SUV and Emily urged you to come with her.

Rossi went off with Hotch and you quickly got in the back of the SUV.

Derek quickly started it and you all went to the address with some nice conversation with Emily before a tough end to a very sad case.

Derek and Hotch parked a little ways away and everyone got out and began to put on their gear.

I put on my vest and loaded my gun before putting it in it's holster and pulling out my medical bag.

We walked over to the house and Hotch instructed "Morgan, You and I take the front. Rossi, you and Prentiss you to the back. L/N stay close by me."

You nodded as Emily and Rossi ran around the back of the house.

Derek at first knocked loudly "Anthony Timms! FBI open up!"

We stood there for a moment, waiting for someone to come to the door.

There was obviously someone there since there was a car in the driveway that looked brand new and the lights were on in the room upstairs.

Ever since you joined the FBI full-time, you became way more observant.

You started to notice little things about your surrounding and the people near you.

It wasn't a bad thing because it helped you excel in your position, but it was odd since you weren't a profiler and you felt weird that you were able to think like them.

Morgan started to become inpatient, but nonetheless waited for Hotch's signal.

Hotch gave a small nod and Derek kicked in the door.

Morgan went left and Hotch went right.

It always went like that.

You followed Hotch as he searched the house for any sign of the unsub.

"Clear!" Hotch yelled.

He became slightly more relaxed, not setting his gun down or anything, but not looking around intensely.

He ushered you behind him as you heard "Clear!" come from Emily and Rossi who were in the opposite side of the house.

You sighed "So we have to find where he could be now."

Hotch looked down, slightly defeated "I guess so."

"Put your hands where I can see them, Anthony Timms!"

You both looked up to the ceiling.

You two had forgotten Morgan had gone up the stairs and you hadn't heard his normal, defeated 'clear'

You both quickly went up stairs to see a guy who looked full of fear being handcuffed by Morgan.

You were slightly relived there were no injuries because it made you sad bandaging up your coworkers.

Morgan went ahead of you and Hotch and led him to the cop car that had just arrived outside of the house.

Emily came up and started to walk with you.

"I told you that you should've worn layers." She said with a knowing look as you started shaking from the cold weather.

She was of course right, but you weren't gonna admit that.