𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄. 𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒍?

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It was dinner time in the Hotchner household and to say I felt out of place was an understatement

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It was dinner time in the Hotchner household and to say I felt out of place was an understatement. I thought I was cutting in on the father-son duo and how they worked. From the feeling in the air when they were together, I could tell they didn't have many moments together with agent Hotchner's job. So I felt like I was interrupting their time together.

But Jack is a little kid, and he didn't seem to mind that I was with them as he tried to include me in helping his father with dinner. But I again just felt like I was in the way of everything. Somehow we managed to finish dinner, and we sat done to eat with Hotchner and me at the heads on the table and Jack in between us.

I was quiet and not participating in the conversation between the father and son. It mainly was Jack talking about what he did at school and what he and Jess did at the park. He was happily talking about everything, and I didn't mind that he was talking a lot because I could see the way his eyes lit up when he was talking about his day. I found it so adorable that I couldn't ruin his spirit like that.

"Did you have a good day today, Del?" Jack randomly asked, twirling his fork to pick up his spaghetti.

I froze, not expecting the question. I looked to agent Hotchner, not knowing what to do, and I saw that he also froze, not expecting that either.

"Um... It was a little boring. Since I spent the whole day flying here. But I.. uh, guess it wasn't so bad since it was my first time on a plane." I lied to the boy.

"Cool. But I'm sure while you're here you'll have better days. I know it." He smiled brightly, going back to his plate.

"Yeah, I'm sure."

I look to Hotchner and see him with a slight smile knowing I did the right thing lying to Jack about my day. But at that moment, I felt terrible. For some reason, I hated lying to Jack. I didn't know why but I did, and I wished I could tell him the truth, but I knew I couldn't, and I knew he wouldn't even understand the type of day I had.

"So Del, I had Garcia sign you up for the local high school. You start the day after tomorrow." Hotchner informed me.

"School? Yeah, no, I think I'll pass."

"It isn't a choice Del. You have to go. You can't stay here by yourself all day."

"If Del doesn't have to go to school, do I?" Jack asked, and I let out a small laugh.

"Yes, you do. And so does Del."

I rolled my eyes, "Fine, whatever. I'll go."

"Thank you. I'll ask Jess if she can pick you up some supplies tomorrow." Hotchner said, nodding his head.

Once dinner was done, I took a nice hot shower before going to bed, and it felt nice. It was the first time I had a nice hot shower since there were so many people in my previous foster family's house that by the time she went to shower, all the hot water was gone. I was getting into bed when agent Hotchner popped in to check on me.

"Hey, just check-in. You alright? You don't need anything?"

I shake my head, "No, I'm alright."

"Okay. Also... um, I made it so that you will be seeing a therapist provided by the bau."

Groaning and throwing my head back, I say, "Seriously? I don't need to talk to a therapist. I'm fine."

"This isn't an option either. This is one of the things my boss said you had to do for you to be here. So you're going. It's gonna be every Tuesday and Thursday after school. I'll have someone pick you up from school and bring you to the office so you can do it." Hotchner said, crossing his arms.

"Whatever. As you said, it's not like I have a choice or say in the matter."

"I'm sure this isn't what you wanted, Del, but you must understand this is for your protection. And talking to a therapist will be good for you. I can see your hiding all your emotions, and that's not a good thing. You need to talk to someone about it."

"I got it, agent Hotchner." I say, rolling my eyes and looking at my lap.

He sighed, and I heard him leave the room. I groaned again and fell back into the bed, looking at the ceiling and contemplating my life and why all this had to happen to me. Did I do something wrong? What did I do to deserve for some psycho to come after me? With all these questions floating around my head, I fell asleep unprepared for what would come next.































































































A/N:
i hope you guys like the dialogue with every chapter. i never know if it's to much or not but i feel it adds more to the story and what Del is thinking.
hope you enjoy.
bye!!!!!!!!!

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