"It was late at night. I could hear two young teenagers walking down the street, drunk in laugher." I explained. My throat were restricting my breathing, but I fought through it. The story had to get out.
"They walked up to the house. One of them knocked on the door. Nothing happened. Just silence, until one of the girls opened the door... and... and..." I stopped talking. The words seemed to have disappeared. I anxiously looked around the room to find something I could focus on, something that could help me get grounded. My eyes landed on a few framed pictures of a little boy with light hair and dark coloured eyes. He was wearing a blue shirt in almost every picture. It must be his favourite, I thought. A drawing hung on one of the walls. It looked like a kid had drawn it, maybe the same child in the photos. I thought it could be a family, there were four people and something that looked like a dog or some kind of animal. Perhaps a cat. They all looked happy with their oversize smile.
"And they walked in, not knowing there was a man beating a little girl." a manly voice said dragging me back to the moment. I looked up and caught myself staring at my supervisor, Aaron Hotchner. He was about 6'2". He always wore a navy-blue or gray suit. He hardly ever smiled, but when he did, he lighted up the room.
He tried to catch my attention by looking into my eyes, but I continuously looked away. I tried to hide the fact that I had tears in my eyes. "Some abused children grow up to be killers." I mumbled in a sad tone. "And others grow up to catch them." he added. A smile crept onto my face. Aaron Hotchner always knew what to say to make things better.
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Criminal Minds one shots
FanfictionThis is a collection of one shot stories about the tv show Criminal Minds. The stories are mostly about my own fictional characters being hurt mentally or physically around the original cast. Bear in mind that most of these stories are years old and...
