𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⇝ 𝑪. 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍. 𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒅

Another day and another therapy session. I can't complain, though. Dr. Jackson is pretty cool and writing in the journal she gave me wasn't so bad. I think it's helped me a lot. She is the only person I talk to about how I feel, though. I just feel weird talking to anyone else, and she says it's okay to feel like that until I feel more comfortable with the people around me, which I understood.

"Oh, before you go to your session, agent Hotchner said he had to tell you something first." Andy said as we pulled up to the building.

"Do you know what he has to tell me?"

"Nope, just told me to tell you." Andy said as we got out of the car and headed inside.

"How vague." We chuckled and headed up in the elevator.

I got straight towards Hotchner's office, passing the team and waving at them. They wave back and smile.

Knock first, then entering his office, "Anderson said you had to tell me something."

"Yeah, have a seat." Hotchner said, pointing at the chair in front of his desk.

I sit down, putting my backpack on the ground, "So, what's up?"

"Homewood has been spotted."

My eyes widened, "Really? Have the cops in Texas arrested him?"

"He hasn't been arrested. He was gone by the time cops realized it was him. But Del, he wasn't spotted in Texas. He was spotted in New York." He explained.

It felt like I couldn't breathe at that moment. Time had stopped. Why was he in New York? How could he have been gone already? What was he doing? What was he planning?

"Um... New York? Wha-what is he doing in-in New York?" I stammered.

"We're not sure. But I promise you we are doing whatever we can to find him again." Hotchner tried to assure me.

"But-but he's in New York that's-that's not far from here. Do you... do you think he knows I'm here in Quantico?"

Hotchner shakes his head, "To be honest with you, Del, I don't know."

I let out a breath stood up and started to pace the room.

"Del, it's gonna be okay."

"You don't know that. You don't." I say with tears threatening to spill.

"We'll find him, Del." Hotchner says.

I don't say anything. I had all these questions floating in my head, and I didn't know what to do. I wiped my eyes, grabbed my bag, and walked out of his office, heading straight to the elevator to see Dr. Jackson. I needed to talk to someone, and she was the only one I could.

I could feel the team's eyes as I walked quickly to the elevators. I'm sure they were concerned about me, and I'm sure they knew why I was rushing out, but I didn't care; I needed to let everything out.

When I got to Dr. Jackson's office, I walked straight in, not even bothering to knock.

"Knock plea-" Dr. Jackson started before seeing that it was me looking distressed.

"Del, what's wrong? Are you okay?" She said, handing me tissues and sitting in her chair.

"They spotted him. The guy that's after me, they spotted him in New York. New York. That's what three states away. And they didn't even catch him. He was gone before the cops could even get to him." I say while I pace the floor and bite my nails.

"Okay, Del. Sit down first of all. And second of all, breathe alright."

I listen to her and sit down and take a deep breath.

"Good. That's good." She says, "Now tell me what you're feeling right now. About what you just found out."

I look down at my lap with my legs cross, "I don't know." I paused for a second, "I guess I feel angry."

"Angry about what?"

"I feel angry because I didn't think one guy could fuck up my life so much. And my life was already pretty fucked up. But-but because of him, I'm scared. I'm scared to go to sleep and see his face taunting me and see the bodies of my friends lying all around me. I'm scared of leaving agent Hotchner's house every day thinking this guy is gonna just take me."

I take another breath, "And I'm angry that he's making my life so hard to live. I-I constantly look over my shoulder, scared to see him. An-and I'm scared to hang out with these people I've met at school because I fear that if he sees me with them, he might go after them too. And it sucks because they're actually really cool, and I-I feel like me whenever I'm with them."

I finished my rant and took a deep breath, and sniffed my nose.

Dr. Jackson sighed, "Del, what you feel is normal. You should feel angry, and you have every right to be angry and scared. What you went through was hard, but don't let this man make you scared to live your life. If you want to hang out with your friends from school, then go hang out with them."

I look at her with tears, "But what if they get hurt because of me?"

"Honey, it won't be your fault if they do. But like I said, feeling scared is okay, but you should let it dictate your life. Hang out with your friends. Go be a normal teenage girl. Just be careful when you are out with them. Make sure you're in a public place with many people around you." Dr. Jackson explained.

I wiped my eyes and nose, "Um... my friends are in a band, and they have a gig at a festival in town."

"Then go. Have fun. It's a festival with tons of people. Just make sure you always stick by your friends."

I nod my head and give her a weak smile. She was right. I was scared, but I had to live life and not let my fear dictate it. I won't let him ruin one of the good things that have finally happened to me.

A/N:
this chapter is an emotional rollercoaster for Del and i'm so sorry about that.
again some of the dialogue from this chapter are from the movie the fallout that you guys should totally watch. the dialogue is obviously a little different that in the movie to fit the book and what's happening with Del.
hope you enjoy.
bye:))))))))