Drug abuse and self harm mentions. If you live in Michigan, well be prepared to
Over the week you and Aaron didn't speak, you passed your evaluations and got your gun an badge back. Everyone was excited to see you walk back into the BAU but you looked like a mess.
You had bags under your eyes, your face was discolored, your eyes were either cold or bloodshot there was no in between, you didn't smile at all. You cracked a curve here and there to satisfy the team. Aaron took notice the day you walked in but you couldn't bare to say a single word to him; you were both angry, angry at yourself, and scared, scared you'd never fix this and you'll lose all chances with your soulmate.
Emily immediately noticed when you arrived and she dragged you to the bathroom where you collapsed into her arms in suffocating sobs, which the whole team could hear. Derek had dragged Aaron to his office and there you could here things being thrown in anger and Aaron speaking along the lines of "I fucked up, Morgan. I fucked up bad and now there's no going back." After that, the team put two and two together and did everything they could to both help and stay silent.
Currently, you were listening to JJ speak of the case you all had to be to in under five hours. "Victim was in her room. She was found hanging upside down from her ceiling by her ankles no signs of break-in. All victims are either drug addicts or
"How do we know it wasn't a suicide?"
"This is Agent L/N, she's one of our best profilers here. Y/N this is Gared, he's 20 and he'll be spending a day here at the BAU." JJ introduced the kid to you but you did nothing, you quite literally acted like Rose when she first met you.
"N-nice to meet you. You're very pretty," the kid blurted and turned a deep shade of red.
Right. You told yourself, college students; an overachiever got to spend a day at the BAU, not in the field thankfully. After the introduction, he spent the whole day looking at you and staring. "Really?" You didn't control your snaps with people, everyone knew how thin your patience was now. The kid stared at you with a hard swallow, "how do you hang yourself from the ceiling? Sandra has no history of anything athletic but golfing," you trailed off and stood up, walking toward him.
"So you're telling me, she what, got on a chair. Tied her legs to the rope then magically attached them to the ceiling?" The boy stayed silent so you grabbed the photos, "so she cut her own stomach open, hung herself bu the feet and bled out on her own. Not to mentioned she had rape drugs in her system." The boy again stayed quiet, you didn't bother to remember his name because he'd be gone before you knew it.
"Pretty agent's talking to you, boy." You gritted your teeth together and at that point he looked liked he was about to piss himself. He didn't respond, instead he ran off to the bathroom; the room was silent until JJ started talking again to act like nothing happened.
"Where were we off to?" Rose asked softly, glancing at you for a second. You could feel Aaron's eyes burning into you but you refused to look at him.
"Detroit, Michigan."
"I'm not going," Rose spoke with no hesitation as she packed up her files. Emily laid her hand on her wife's and they both froze, neither of them wanting to start a fight. It seems like they might have had a disagreement last night, you wondered how they stayed so close after everything but then again they were two different people than you and Aaron.
Last night, Rose's POV:
"Rose I just wanna know what on earth possessed you to do that!" Emily set her keys on the table as we walked in, I still stumbled over myself a little but kept my posture.
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Sign Of The Times // A.H
Fanfiction// THIRD BOOK TO UNSAID EMILY: First book not required to read, second is // After Jack and Y/N were kidnapped and left with a delusional unsub, the team bends backwards to find who it is and get you back. The longer they take, the closer you are to...