𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ⇝ 𝑪. 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒔

𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐎𝐍𝐄. 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔

I just finished another session with Dr. Jackson, and I was heading up to annoy the team as always. It's been a week since Reggie and I almost kissed, and I hung out with Flynn and Julie, talking about boys. Dr. Jackson says I'm making progress in healing but says it will still be a long road ahead.

And I was okay with it. I was open to healing from everything I'd been through. As talking with Dr. Jackson has really helped me heal so much where I'm being the real me.

Walk towards the team who were hanging out at their desk even Garcia was with them out of her secret lair.

"What's up, party people?" I say, standing next to Derek's desk.

They all gave me a look of guilt. I was confused. What would they have to be guilty about?

"Are you guys okay?" I ask.

Before they could answer, I saw Hotch exit the conference room.

"Conference room now." He says, then looks at me, "You too, Del."

I was beyond confused at this point. Why would I need to go with them? The team told me he calls the team like that when there's a case. As I followed the team, I started questioning why I was needed. Did they get a lead on Homewood? Did they find him? And was he in custody?

With those questions, I stepped into the conference room, seeing Rossi and Hotch standing in front of the screen. Then the team stepped aside and let me in front of them. So this was about my case, then I thought.

"Del, there's something we need to tell you." Hotch began letting out a sigh.

I furrowed my brows, "Tell me what? Is this about my case? About Homewood? Please tell me you found him?" I blurted out.

"No, we-we haven't found Homewood yet. But what we need to tell you is about your case." Rossi said.

I shake my head, "Okay, what is wrong with you guys? You're acting like whatever it is, you have to tell me is gonna break me or something." I say, looking at the team.

"Del," Hotch says, catching my attention. "We found information about Homewood that could affect you."

I cross my arms, "What is it?"

Hotch turns away from me, and Rossi talks, "Homewood, he was adopted when he was a baby by the Homewood family."

"Okay, what does that have to do with me?"

I hear JJ sigh from next to me, and she puts her hand on my shoulder, "Sweetheart, he was put up for adoption by Diego and Elena Salazar. You parents." She pauses, "Del. He's your biological brother."

That's when everything stopped. I looked to the ground shaking my head to process what JJ had told me. No. That's not right. Was it? My parents were young when they had me. How could they have had him? It was true they were lying.

I shake my head, "No. No, you're lying to me. My parents were pretty young when they had me, and Homewood he's a grown adult. It's not true."

"It is true, Del. Your parents had him when they were freshmen in high school and put him up for a closed adoption. Then years later, after they finished high school and college and married, they had you." Derek said, trying to help me understand.

I closed my eyes, still not thinking this was true.

"No." I said in a quiet voice.

I looked at Hotch, seeing he couldn't look me in the eyes, "Please, Hotch, tell me this isn't true. Please tell me that my own biological brother isn't the one trying to kill me."

I had tears in my eyes, and I could tell it hurt Hotch to see them. But I couldn't stop looking at him as he was the only one I trusted to tell me the truth.

"I'm sorry, but it's true, Del. He is your biological brother."

I let out a sob dropping my bag on the ground. I couldn't believe this. My biological brother was out to kill me, and I didn't even know why. Why did he want to kill me? Was he mad that our parents kept me but gave him up? I didn't know, but I wanted to. I wanted to know why he was doing all this. I needed answers.

"We're sorry, Del. We've been discussing how to tell you this, and we decided you just needed to know." Rossi said.

JJ and Garcia were holding me as I sobbed. After I heard Rossi say that, I stopped crying. I looked up with tears and looked at all of them.

"Wait. How long have you guys known that he was brother?" I asked.

"Del, that's not important right now." Hotch says, deflecting the question.

I shake my head, "Tell me!"

Hotch sighed, looking down, then back at me, "We've known since saving you back in Texas."

I just looked at him, "You knew all this time, and you're just now telling me."

"We thought it was best if you didn't know at first. We did it to look out for you." Hotch says.

"No. No! You know I hated that. You knew at the time I didn't trust anyone. And that I didn't need anyone taking care of me." I said, pacing.

I stopped and looked at them,  "I hate this! I hate having to depend on people! It makes me feel weak that I can't take care of myself. Well, news flash, I can take care of myself. I've cared for myself since I stepped foot in my first foster family's house. I didn't need you guys keeping this from me just because you wanted to protect me."

Garcia hugged me, stopping me from pacing, "Del, I know you're mad, but you have to understand we were just as confused as you are. About why he would go after you, we kept it from you, and we see now that it was wrong, and we are so sorry."

I took in Garcia's words and wrapped my arms around her. I sobbed into her shoulder, letting everything out.

The room was silent beside my sobs, and the team didn't know what to do. They had never seen me like this before. They had never seen me cry, let alone scream and be mad. But they understood why I was like this, and they hated themselves for it.

A/N:
plot twist.
i am so sorry to you guys and to Del for putting all of your though this. i hope you can forgive me.
hope you enjoy.
bye!!!!!