I would do anything !!( criminal minds fanfiction)

Chapter 8: why would anyone ever care about ugly moping moaning Myrtle?

Hotch’s P.O.V

We had just finished our case in Sherwood, Nevada. I was in my office finishing off the case file when my phone rang. I answered hoping it wasn’t a new case I had only just gotten home and wanted to spend time with Jack and I knew JJ wanted some time with Will and Hennery. David with Josie and Alex and Morgan with which ever girl he was dating this month. Although we worked away a lot we still wanted to spend time with our families.

“Aaron Hotchner,” I answered the phone professionally.
“Hello agent Hotchner, my name is Thomas Montgomery, and I am calling from Atlanta high security prison,” the person on the other line spoke clearly but there was a hint of panic in his voice.
“Mr. Montgomery how may I help you,” I must of sounded impatient and I felt even more impatient.
“I was calling to inform you well I’m not quite sure how to say this,” he cut off, “one of the inmates on our death row, has escaped,” he sounded as if he didn’t want to believe it himself let alone inform someone from another state
“which prisoner?”I asked if we had worked on the case before we may be able to find the person quicker than if we had no knowledge of this particular Unsub
“well, umm I called the police department and they told me to inform you but until the time that he either takes another victim or kills one you can remain in Washington. the police department haven’t invited you onto the case yet but will if they can’t handle it they will call you straight away.”
“what is the prisoner’s name?”
“Oh right umm the name I was told to inform you because I believe you have a team member who was taken by Connor Wailand ,” he had been muttering but the man belonging to that name had pierced a whole through the heart of someone I hold most dear to me
“Is that all you wish to inform me of,” I asked choking out the words
“that is all, thank you for your time agent Hotchner,” he fare welled me.
“Goodbye Mr. Montgomery,” I replied just before the line went dead.

Connor Wailand had escaped. In my heart there was no reason for him to stay in Atlanta. He had a total of 67 victims. 66 of those victims died. Alex was the 67th and he would want to finish what he started. I had to tell her. I had to tell the entire team. But I had to tell Alex first. I didn’t want to tell Strauss but it would be only too soon before she got her nose stuck into it. Just as this thought reached my mind. No other then the agent Erin Strauss knocked on the door to my office.

“I know you know about Wailand, when are you planning on telling the team, especially David and Alexandra,” she said as she entered, “I forwarded that call onto you,”
“I was planning on telling Alex first thing tomorrow morning and then the team just after I told her,” I explained.
“I want to be there, but you should go home now I’m sure jack is dying to see you,” she said. “And Aaron don’t even think about excluding me from this,” she left leaving me to my thoughts. I’d never thought I would see the day that I was willing to hide something that could ultimately get the people I care for killed. As Garcia said we are more than just friends we are a family and I can’t risk any of them getting hurt. I cared for them too much. All of them. Alex, David, Morgan, JJ, Reid, Emily and even with all her quirks Garcia managed to fit in there somewhere as well.

The night seemed to pass in a trance I picked jack up and put him to bed. I finished a bit more work and then finally went to bed I slept soundly and nothing seemed to wake me I even slept through my alarm had it not been for Jack I probably wouldn’t of made it out of bed at all.  I dropped jack of at school and drove to work.  I was dreading the conversation I was to have with Alex when she arrived. I was surprised to see that Reid was already at work so was Morgan or at least the lights were on in his office. 

I drifted towards my office and sat down I looked at the phone on my desk the cord spiraling around like a slinky. I remembered every word Thomas Montgomery said on the phone yesterday the words were like a beating drum in my ears. I watched the bullpen as JJ, Emily and Garcia flitted in eventually David and Alex came. I dialed the number for Strauss.