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ESCAPISM. ― act one
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5 years later...╰
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ATHENA Hart had been through many jobs. From training dogs to working undercover, she's done it all. She's worked for years to curate the perfect resume, all for one job. Of course, it had already been perfect many years ago. Anyone would have taken her, hell, everyone wanted her. Both to work for them and be in bed with them.
Yet finally, here she is. It wasn't the biggest job she's ever worked yet it was one that made her the most nervous. She had worn everything she believed brought her luck; her lucky shoes, her lucky golden conch shell necklace, her pinky finger painted red on both hands, and started her day with an orange. She also woke up at 4 am to get ready, but that's besides the point.
Athena had been waiting for this job since she was 6 years old when her dad had first talked about his dream of working there. Then he never got to it, so it became her dream.
"You ready?" Aaron Hotchner asked her, looking up through his lashes at her as he put away his things. She was swaying back and forth on her heels and toes as she waited for him. They had just finished the final paperwork and discussing the few details he deemed necessary.
"You know for wanting this for so long," Athena decided to voice her thoughts. "I never expected to be this nervous."
"Don't be," Hotch disregarded, shaking his head as he rounded his desk to meet her. "Most of them remember you from the case of the stalker in LA you were working. You still never told me how that worked out with your unit chief."
Athena bit her lip to hold back her grin at the memory. Of course, she remembered them all from that case, too. She just didn't want to admit it in case the feeling wasn't mutual.
"Well, let's just say I had to play professor for a couple weeks after that," She shrugged nonchalantly at the memory. "Nothing I can't handle."
Aaron chuckled, like genuinely chuckled. The smallest of smiles adorned his features, his eyes twinkling. Athena gasped.
"Oh my God! I've made you laugh!" She squealed, hooking her arm through his as they made their way out the door. "And smile. This must mean you like me already, eh?"
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ESCAPISM, spencer reid
Fanfiction-𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐦 ˢᵖᵉⁿᶜᵉʳ ʳᵉⁱᵈ athena hart had been a million people, a million different identities and personalities, but he only wanted to know her. spencer reid x fem!oc season 6-?