Criminal Minds One-Shots

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Summary: Y/N Cena, a blonde girl with freckles, navigates life in the BAU as a member of a Hispanic household, embracing her vibrant culture while managing her ADHD. With Aaron Hotchner by her side, she finds ways to channel her energy and focus her unique skills in the field.

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Y/N Cena darted through the BAU’s bustling offices, her blonde hair swinging as she moved between desks, effortlessly multitasking. With her ADHD, she was a whirlwind of energy, capable of juggling cases, analyzing profiles, and keeping track of everyone’s lunch orders all at once. The team had come to appreciate her frenetic style—after all, it made her a brilliant asset.

“Y/N, can you pull up the latest reports on the suspect?” Spencer Reid called out, barely looking up from his computer.

“On it!” she replied, her voice cheerful as she clicked through files faster than anyone could keep track. The team admired how she embraced her Hispanic heritage, often sharing traditional recipes for lunch or chatting about her family’s celebrations.

But as the clock ticked toward 4:30 PM, a familiar sensation hit her—her medication was starting to wear off. Suddenly, her focus slipped, and she felt the familiar urge to run. The BAU office, once a hub of productivity, transformed into an obstacle course as Y/N began to zoom around, her feet carrying her on a spontaneous lap.

“Y/N!” Aaron Hotchner’s voice cut through the chaos, firm but calm.

At the sound of his voice, Y/N skidded to a halt, her wide blue eyes meeting his. She took a deep breath, feeling the familiar pull of stability he provided. “Sorry, I just… needed to move!” she admitted, her heart racing.

“I know,” he replied with a soft smile, his gaze steady. “Want a Monster?”

“Yes, please!” she said, practically bouncing in place. On particularly chaotic days, the caffeine helped her mellow out, allowing her to channel her energy more effectively.

As he handed her the can, the team watched with playful grins. “Look at you two! It’s like he’s her personal Valium,” joked Derek Morgan, earning a round of laughter.

“Hey, it works!” Y/N retorted, cracking open the can and taking a long sip. “Besides, it’s better than me running around like a lunatic.”

Aaron chuckled, watching her with a mixture of affection and admiration. “Just remember, focus on one thing at a time for now.”

“I can do that! Well, sort of…” she replied, already brainstorming her next move. “Maybe I can organize our case files by urgency while I wait for the others.”

“Sounds perfect,” he said, stepping closer to her. “And I’ll be right here if you need me.”

With renewed energy, Y/N settled at her desk, focusing on the task at hand while glancing occasionally at Aaron, who remained a steady presence in her whirlwind of thoughts. Together, they made the perfect team—his calm anchoring her storm, balancing chaos with structure.
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As Halloween approached, the BAU buzzed with excitement for the annual holiday party. This year, Y/N invited Aaron and Jack to join her family’s traditional trick-or-treating event, marking an important step for their relationship.

“Are you ready for this?” Y/N asked, adjusting her cat ears as they approached her house. Aaron, dressed as a suave vampire, smiled back but felt a flutter of nerves. Jack, a mini version of his dad, was practically bouncing with anticipation.

“I’ve got my candy game plan,” Aaron replied, trying to sound confident. Meeting Y/N’s family was a significant milestone, and he wanted to make a good impression.