❝you're in danger here, spencer.❞
❝we'll worry about that later. right now all that matters is you and me.❞
hazel finley is afraid. afraid of being alone. afraid of losing the people she loves. afraid of making mistakes. afraid of falling back into...
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❝What's done cannot be undone.❞
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
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2.0 : forgive me, for i have sinned
(tw: mentions of SA, suicide)
TIME SEEMS TO MOVE SLOWLY WHEN YOU'RE READY FOR THE DAY TO BE OVER. Fin glances at her watch after what seems like an hour, but only ten minutes have passed each time. The reinstatement and suspension paperwork only came through the week before, and everyone, including Fin, is extremely behind on actual case paperwork. But that's not why Fin wants the day to be over.
She's waiting for everyone to leave, so that she can fulfill her promise to Hotch and relay the new information about Esther. She'd do it now, but she's on the clock, and it would look highly suspicious for her to go and sit in Hotch's office for an hour in front of everyone.
Rossi leaves first, blowing sarcastic kisses to everyone on his way out; Morgan is next; then JJ, yawning widely, phone held to her ear as she tells Will she'd rather have Chinese than Indian; and finally Emily, shoving several files into her bag and giving Fin a tired smile as she passes. Ever since her reinstatement to the team, she's been staying later than almost anyone (aside from Hotch, of course) and even taking paperwork home. Fin understands her mindset: she's compensating for the five months she participated in a lie that hurt everyone in the office, and proving that she's still capable of top-notch work.
Spencer blatantly ignores her murmur of "Good night" when she passes by his desk, and although an expression of hurt crosses her face, Emily quickly masks it before she reaches the bullpen doors. He's still angry, and rightly so. But it's getting better.
Fin signs the last sheet of paper with a flourish and closes the file, sighing as she drops it on top of the massive stack to her left. "I think that's enough for today. You finished, Spence?"
He nods, chewing on his pencil absentmindedly. "I think so. I could get a headstart on next week–"
"Absolutely not." Fin stands up and walks over to his desk, perching on the edge and looking down at him with a frown. "See, I had Thai in mind for tonight, and you're not spoiling it with more paperwork."
"I thought you were–" Spencer glances around conspiratorially, then lowers his voice, despite the two of them being the last in the office– "talking to Hotch about Esther tonight."
"I am." Fin nods. "But I'm gonna do my best to keep it short. Do–do you wanna come with me?"
Spencer stands up, pushing his chair back, and moves so he's standing between her legs, hands resting on her knees. They're a safe distance apart, but close enough that butterflies flutter in Fin's stomach at his touch. "You'd want me in there?"
