Aeipathy

CHAPTER 5.

TW: Mention of a weapon, some violence/small fight, mature language, alcohol consumption.

Slowing your sprint ever so slightly as you turn sharply down a small street, you speak into your comms "headed into the tiny path through to the main road on Maryland Drive. Morgan, Hotch be ready at your end if I lose him" you tell the team hurriedly as you weave through the small path, gaining speed as you get closer and closer to the unsub. Knowing you have more chance of losing him once he reaches the bigger side of the neighbourhood, you were determined to end the chase. Rounding the corner at the end of the path, you force yourself to turn right at what felt like an inhuman speed, after continuing to sprint for another twenty seconds and holstering your weapon, you throw yourself forward tackling the unsub to the ground, but not before receiving an almighty elbow to the right side of your face.

"Motherfucker" you exclaim, you'd already been running for five minutes and you knew for a fact that you now had a cut to your face. Through your comms you can hear the team checking in with you from their positions and you know they're already making their way to you.

Slamming him down even further into the pavement, you reach for your cuffs and click them around his wrists as you read him his rights. Hauling him up from the ground, you pass him to one of the officers, this case was local so you recognized the assisting officers "thanks, Hank" you acknowledged him, flashing him a small smile as he passed on his way to the squad car.

"No problem Paisley, looks like he got you good there" he replies nodding toward your cheek. You begin to make your way down the street to where Prentiss, Rossi and Reid are standing talking to some local officers, more than likely informing them that the arrest had been made

and you begin to wonder if the bruise on your cheek had started to become visible.

Reid is the first one to notice your presence and confirms your suspicions about the bruise on your face, asking "did you know that bruises are typically caused by blood from the capillaries leaking into the soft tissue under your skin, causing discoloration?" you did know this, it was mandatory for anybody in the FBI to take part in first aid and lifesaving courses, but you didn't interrupt, letting him continue "you should put some ice on that, it will limit the bleeding under the skin" he finishes.

Nodding at him, you reply "I will Spence, I've definitely had worse, it's really nothing, I promise" this seems to ease his worries as you see him visibly relax. The others turn toward you and you brush away their concerns before they've even left their mouths. Before they have a chance to respond, you hear Hotch's voice behind you. Turning around to face him and you can already see he's annoyed about something, his clenched jaw giving him away instantly and just behind him you can see Morgan on the phone, presumably informing the precinct that the unsub was on his way to them and beyond that JJ speaks to a small crowd of people you assume to be reporters and journalists.

Hotch's tone is clipped as he speaks "I appreciate all your work on this. Selwyn get that checked out by a paramedic, now" he instructs, barely looking in your direction, seemingly focusing on something behind you. Confusion is written across your face. You'd dealt with injuries far worse than this before and you knew you'd be absolutely fine and so did he, why was he insisting on a check up?

"Hotch there's no need, it's nothi-" you begin to reply, tone matching his.

He cuts you off "I said, get it checked out, Selwyn. Do I make myself clear, or do you need it to be an order?" taking note of his icy tone, you knew it was best not to argue a second time.

Moving toward the medics, you let your thoughts consume you as you hop onto the back of the ambulance. Hotch's mood swings weren't unnoticed by the team, or anybody that came into contact with him if you were being perfectly honest and you nearly laughed, the famous SSA Aaron Hotchner, head of the BAU could often have worse mood swings than a hormonal teenager.