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after joining the bau, madelyn mortier's hazy past clears--allowing her a fresh start. she endevers in this newfound family but will the demons of her past seep back in to destroy it? can she start anew and put aside her ghosts to focus on...
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╭──╯ . . . . . VIOLENT DELIGHTS ܴೈ
✧.* ONEERTAXEA . . . . . ╰──╮
october 23rd, 2009
i sit on the edge of my bed, flipping through the channels on the hotel tv. familiar faces from "blue bloods," the quick rhythm of "jeopardy," and endless reruns of "king of queens" flash by. the familiar streets of new york on screen bring a strange comfort in the quiet. i reach for my phone and dial hannah's number, hoping she's still awake. she picks up almost immediately.
"it is 1 a.m., you know that, right?" she says, her voice playful but slightly muffled, like she's out somewhere. "are you at a party?" i ask, laughing lightly. "couldn't pass up a halloween party, mads." she replies, her tone mischievous. "and let me guess, you're a sexy nurse?" i tease. "your profiling thing freaks me out," she laughs back, and i chuckle along with her. "did you need something, or did you call just to call?" she asks after a pause.
"just to call, but i can text you tomorrow. have fun, and be safe." i say. i'm glad to hear her voice. we say our goodbyes, and she hangs up. it hits me then—it's almost halloween. matt's favourite holiday for more than one reason. the memories flood in. he'd always beg to decorate the apartment, insisting we go all out. i'd cave every year, loving how excited he got. he'd dress up, ready to hand out candy to all the kids in our building. i smile at the thought of him, the warmth of those memories wrapping around me.
a knock at the door pulls me out of the past. i get up to answer it. hotch stands on the other side, his face tired but serious. "are we making this a tradition?" i joke, trying to ease the tension, but he sighs. "the rest of the team is back in quantico. they have a case ready for us tomorrow. will you be ready by 5?" he asks, his voice low and calm. "yeah, no problem. you could've just called me, no need to get up." i laugh softly, but he doesn't return the smile.
"i wanted to see you." his words hang in the air, hitting me unexpectedly. my chest tightens for a second. "oh." i manage, unsure what else to say. "um, okay." i add, feeling flustered and completely off balance. "i'll meet you downstairs in the lobby at 5." he turns on his heel quickly, heading back to his room, leaving me standing at the door, trying to process.
october 28th, 2009
"the cool thing about halloween is it's an american holiday. i mean, despite its obvious origins in the celtic festival of samhain and the christian's all saints day, it really is a melting pot of various immigrant religions and beliefs. it became a little more commercialized in the 1950s with trick-or-treating, and today it rivals only christmas in popularity." reid says, talking my ear off as we walk into the round table room. he's holding a scary mask in his hand, one of those cheap plastic ones with exaggerated features, the kind that looks like it came from a dollar store.
