𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓭 ➵ 𝓼. 𝓻𝓮𝓲𝓭

Chapter 27: Cora

YOU'VE BEEN SAT in an isolated office for half an hour, your foot tapping against the floor as you press your knuckles to your lips with your elbows on your knees.

Finally, the door opens, letting some light pool in before JJ enters, shutting it behind her so no one can see in. The blinds are also closed, so there is no way of someone looking through.

JJ places herself in the chair across from you, looking at your puffy eyes through her blond locks.

"I'm sorry, Y/n..." she says, a small crack in her voice.

You look up and shake your head, "I'm not upset. I'm angry. He lied to me."

"I'm not saying lying to you was right," she begins, leaning forward and placing a hand on your quivering knee, "But Spencer didn't want to stress you out. You had just gotten back from the hospital, and Hotch thought it was best he waited to tell you the truth."

You look away from her and stare at the floor, pressing your tongue against the inside of your mouth, "Hotch said we needed to talk after this case - I'm guessing this is what we needed to talk about."

JJ nods, leaning back slightly as she moves a piece of your hair out of your face, "He wants to know if you're okay, Y/n. What happened on the way here?"

You dive into a brief explanation of how you found out, leaving certain parts out. Once you are finished, JJ leans back in her seat and sighs.

She narrows her eyes, "What aren't you telling me?"

You furrow your brows and straighten your posture, "I'm not lying, JJ."

"I know," she says, and you realise by the look on her face she knows that your story is completely true, and she also knows you have left a few details out on purpose, "Oh my God."

She lets out a small giggle as her eyebrows raise, causing you to do the same as your mind is momentarily taken away from the other situation.

She raises a brow suggestively, "Did you-"

"No!" You cut her off, maybe too quickly.

"Oh my God, you almost did!"

"No..."

She laughs and sits on the edge of her seat, practically begging for details. You refuse to give them to her as your smile returns to your face.

Soon, her laughter fades, "Is that why you're avoiding talking to him?"

"God no!" You respond quickly, "I...I trusted Spencer with my life, I still do, yet this is the second time he's lied about information that I should've been told about. About my own father. Do you not think I should've known?"

"I do, Y/n, and I can't imagine myself in your situation because I've never been in it," she says as she stands and heads to the door, "But I just want you to understand that Spencer cares for you, and he would never hurt you on purpose."

"I know he wouldn't."

She opens the door and turns before she leaves, "Then please talk to him."

After the door is closed, you slouch in your seat and lean your head back. You compose yourself and leave the comfort of the the office, your hand lingering on the door handle as you regain your confidence.

You finally open the door, feeling pairs of eyes on you from every direction. You decide to ignore them, strutting through the small crowds of officers and making your way over to the room your team has been given to set up in. Luckily for you, none of them are there so you don't have to explain yourself to anyone.