Aaron Hotchner One-Shots

Secrets In Seattle

Pairings: Aaron Hotchner x fem!Reader

Characters: Aaron Hotchner, David Rossi, Emily Prentiss, Jennifer "JJ" Jareau, Derek Morgan, Penelope Garcia, Spencer Reid, Gabriel (OC), Marigold Hotchner (OC)

Words: 13K

Summary: The team gets the smallest glimpse into Hotch's personal life and wants to dig more to find out what happened before they all got there.

Warnings: angst angst angst, main character death, death of an infant, blood, injury, stabbing, hospitals, terminal illness, hurt mild comfort, implied smut

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Hotch never spoke of his personal life at work, it was something the rest of the BAU had accepted.

Aside from the occasional dinner outing and drinks with the rest of them they didn't really know what he did.

Most of them gathered Rossi probably had the best idea out of all of them, but in reality, all he knew for sure was that Hotch was alone.

He woke up in the morning in a bed next to no one and went to sleep at night the same way.

They had tried asking him about dating once, even about setting him up with someone.

The idea was shot down faster than an unsub with his finger on the trigger.

But every now and again they would see him slip out of the office in the middle of the work day and come back maybe even gloomier than he was before he left.

No one ever knew where he went out to until one day just the most minute slip of the tongue told them otherwise.

"I have to go to the cemetery today," he told Rossi, Emily, JJ, and Penelope.

They could almost visibly see the way he tensed when the words left his mouth. He wished he could have taken them back, replaced them with something else but it was too late.

"The cemetery?" Rossi asked.

"Yes," Hotch answered simply. "I'll be back in an hour, call me if a case comes in,"

He left like that, not another word before grabbing his keys and heading out of the office in Quantico.

"Why does he have to go to the cemetery?" Emily asked, looking more at Rossi.

"Beats me, he's never talked about it before,"

"You think that's why he's always so sad when he goes out?" Penelope asked, her empathy always shining through. "Is he visiting his father's resting place?"

"No," Rossi knew that one for sure. "He doesn't go there,"

"Who says we can't find out?" Emily said but it wasn't so much of a question as a statement because they all knew where she was going with it. She grabbed her own keys just as JJ gave her a warning,

"Em, Hotch is private for a reason, maybe we should just leave him alone,"

"Well how is it fair he knows so much about us and we know barely anything about him?" she asked. When no answer was received she nodded her head. "See that's what I thought, it's about time we knew something about him,"

Only thing was, even after following him to the cemetery, seeing him sit on the grass, replacing flowers in a small vase and leaving a tiny kiss chocolate on top of the headstone, she still had no more answers than she did before, only questions.

The name on the grave, for one, was unfamiliar.

(Y/N) (L/N).

She'd never heard it in her life.