Damon, when he was 11, watched something that changed his life forever. And after "being in" jail for years he gets offered a job at the BAU. But something was always off about Damon. No one knew what.
Maybe it was his hair
Or his clothes
Or the fa...
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chapter 3 Drowning
When Damon was little, he used to drown his toys in the bathtub. It was just kid stuff for awhile, until he started drowning his stuffed animals. His mother always worried about him. She was always scared that Damon would turn out like this father. But maybe Damon came out worse than his father.
When Damon was around, 13. He had gotten into his first fist fight. His father dragged him to church to confess his sins then took him home and held is head under water.
They had a pool in the backyard, and that's where Roman drowned Damon. Damon didn't die, but he felt like he was going to.
That's when he stopped drowning things. That's when he stopped taking baths or going into swimming pools.
Damon sat in the back of the plane well everyone did their own thing. Then Damon hears someone call his name. "Damon" Spencer calls from a booth next to a jet window. Damon stood up and sat across from Spencer. A table sat in the middle of them with a chessboard in front to both of them. "Chess?" Damon questioned with a smirk. "I would like to see what you got" Spencer smiled.
"Ok" Damon said as he took his turn. He watched Spencer take his turn. Damon knew chess. His mother always used to play with him until he started playing on his own. He got really good at it too. Then he stopped for awhile and then after he was arrested. He started playing in prison again.
Spencer was good, really good, but so was Damon. "Hey guys, look at this" Derek said as he noticed Spencer and Damon playing. Damon and Spencer didn't even hear Derek as the team came over to watch. "Maybe Spencer's finely found his match since Gideon" JJ said as she sat down next to Morgan.
"I mean, the dude is a psychopath" Derek said in a lower voice so Damon wouldn't hear him. "That doesn't mean anything Morgan" Hotch snapped back. "Reid's smarter then the newbie though" Emily said, butting in. "But Reid plays with the same board every time" Rossi said watching them.
"What does it matter?" Morgan asked the older man. "Reid knows the board, Damon doesn't. But sometimes when you don't know something, that's how you win" Rossie sighed. "Ok...." Derek nodded still a little confused as he continued to watch the game.
After 20 minutes of them going back and forth, Damon stands up. "Good game" He said shaking Spencer's hand then walking to the back of the jet. "Did he....?" Emily questioned looking at Damon then back at Reid. "He just beat me at Chess" Spencer sighed looking at his team.
Rossi smiled and so did Hotch. Spencer looked back down at the chessboard, dumbfounded. He didn't understand what Damon did to win. Spencer had more pieces on the board, but Damon won. How did he win?
Damon had a bad feeling about this case. They were looking for a male who has killed 18 people, more or less. The killer likes to take his victims then torture them until giving them the sweet relief of death. Damon didn't like that fact that almost all of the victims had been found tortured then killed. Damon hated water, but he couldn't let anyone see that. It was his first day after all.
