A Criminal Minds x Reader (EDITING-IN-PROCESS)

Chapter Three

You were sitting next to Hotch on the jet as he gave you and the others his orders.
"JJ and Rossi, you will get a press conference ready when we arrive. We need to warn the town to protect the children. Reid, you and Morgan will go to the disposable sites and see if the investigaters missed anything. Y/N and I will go to the Children's Orphanage to have a talk with the owners," Hotch ordered.
"A press conference, Hotch? Shouldn't Y/N give one since she is considered a local there?" Rossi asked, uncertain.
"The case has grasped the FBI's attention. It's possible that someone could be trying to contact Y/N in some way," Hotch assumed. Rossi nodded his head in agreement.
"Or it could just be a coincidence," Reid suggested.
"Either way, Y/N has to be on guard, as well as the rest of us. The jet lands in ten minutes," Hotch tells us and you look out your window. You could barely hear the conversation Rossi and Morgan were having.
"He seems like he is protecting her. She's an FBI agent, she can protect herself," Morgan told Rossi.
"I suppose Hotch knows what's best for these type of situations," Rossi replied back. His hands folded in his lap.
"These type of situations?" You surprisingly asked out loud. Everyone on the jet was starting to tune in to what was only suppose to be Rossi and Morgan's conversation.
"We didn't want to tell you, Y/N. We thought it would be for your own safety," Hotch tried to explain.
"What are you not telling me, Hotch?" You asked, standing up.
"There's been threat letters sent to the Beaurau, but we had to keep them as evidence. That's why we took this case, Y/N," Hotch told you.
"We took this case because of some- some letters and not because children are dying?" You were extremely confused. Your anger was starting to settle in.
"Whoever mailed these letters had your name as the person who sent them," Hotch finally said.
"Excuse me," You said as you made your way to the jet's bathroom. You locked the door behind you as you leaned your back against it. You managed to let a couple tears escape before you heard Hotch rapping on the door but chose to ignore the impatient knocks.
"Y/N, the jet lands in 3 minutes," You could hear Hotch through the door.
"Just-Just give me a second," You said while wiping your eyes, carefully. You didn't want your make up to be ruined. The last thing you need was everyone trying to profile what was wrong, when you knew how to make this situation right. Even if it involved risking your life.