Aeipathy

CHAPTER 13.

TW: Mature language, mentions of alcohol.

Walking back into the bullpen after translating an interview in French, you're met with the sight of five FBI agents stood round your desk, excitement practically radiating off them and for a moment you're confused as to why and it's only as you get closer that you're able to realise the source of their excitement. On top of your desk stood a beautiful vase of your favourite flowers; lilies of the valley and you had a feeling you knew who they were from. "Well well well, what do we have here? Five very busy agents I see?" you say, sneaking up behind them, watching them all act in an attempt to cover up the fact that they'd very obviously been looking for the note attached to the flowers.

Garcia was the first to crack and you knew she would be, her face turning bright red as she answered you. "Um-Parsley, Hi! We were just looking for a case file, you know the one from the other week? We uh-" she begins to falter off in a panic, she knew it was all harmless, but she worried nonetheless.

"All five of you just so happen to be looking for a case file that just so happens to be what, in the flowers?" you smirk, swatting them out of the way so you can actually look at the flowers up close. They were absolutely beautiful, there was no denying it and you already knew they'd look perfect sat on your dining room table at home.

The guilty looking agents knew the game was up and admitted defeat, Prentiss being the one to do so. "Alright we were looking, but how can you expect us not too? They're so big and you've never had anything this nice sent to you before" she stated and she was right, past boyfriends and girlfriends had often sent you flowers, but nothing as nice as this.

"Come on then, read the card, who are they from? You can't not tell us now" Garcia proclaims.

"I think you'll find my dearest Penelope, that I can in fact" you refuse, blowing her a kiss in retaliation.

"They're her favourite flower so realistically it has to be somebody important? A secret boyfriend, girlfriend?" JJ presses.

"Nope, no boyfriend or girlfriend" you reply, reading over the note that's thankfully still sealed. 'You told me to make it up to you with flowers, so that's what I'm doing. A.H.' and you can't help the smile that makes its way onto your face, he'd actually taken you at your word and sent you flowers, your favourite flowers at that. You couldn't remember ever telling him, but honestly you weren't surprised that he somehow knew, you do however remember telling him that you'd always make sure your dining room table had some sort of greenery on it. Stealing the smallest glance up to his office, you saw that he was in there, furiously writing, unaware of the commotion that one simple act had caused.

"What's that little smile for then, huh? Would take somebody special to make you all giddy like that" Morgan queries, giving you a swift nudge with his shoulder from his position next to you to which you return with a nudge of your own.

"Shut up, Morgan, ask Reid about his love life or something" you rebuke as the team breaks into fits of laughter and Reid rattles off statistics about the amount of flowers sent on average in the US, explaining that flowers were often given to loved ones, which didn't overly help your case.

Eventually the teasing stopped and you all made your way back to your retrospective desks and settled into working, and on multiple occasions you found yourself staring the flowers and then up to Hotch's office, and on more than one occasion, would find him already looking at you, sending you a subtle smile, which you returned in thanks for the flowers. Glancing at the clock you outwardly sigh, it was only three o'clock and you still had another two hours till the working day was over. The paperwork session in the library last night ended up being incredibly unproductive, you Spencer and Oliver had gotten far too engrossed in academic debates and discussions and had eventually moved on to sharing stories of yours and Spencer's friendship over the past year and a bit. The most notable being the time the pair of you manage knock one particular unsub unconscious using an incredibly thick and heavy volume of some sort. Somehow the pair of you had gotten into a slight brawl and ended up losing your weapons, and had to use the next best thing.