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

Chapter Nineteen

You placed your foot into the inside of the farmhouse. You took a deep breath and instantly regretted it. The house had an old musty odor to it which made you cough. You followed the walkways around the house. Everything appeared to be in order, nothing out of place downstairs. You ignore the flashes from the cameras of different crime scene handlers as you made your way up stairs. You looked back and saw that Reid was carefully watching you go up.
There was something about the cold draft that was escaping somewhere made you shiver. You caught up to Hotch as he waited for you at the doorway of the bedroom.
"The bodies were discovered by the husband's sister early this morning," Hotch refreshed you on the case.
"Where is the sister now?" You asked as Hotch led you into the room.
"At the police department, filling out paperwork," Hotch said as you saw begin to see the crime scene. The whole family was sprawled out onto the bed, the father down to the youngest toddler. You loved doing your job, catching the bad guy, the adrenaline but seeing crime scenes were not entirely fun for you.
"What do you think?" Hotch asked, as he raised in eyebrow.
"I think that maybe-" You didn't finish the sentence as you quickly exited the room. The hangover you were trying to pass off this morning finally came. You passed Reid downstairs and pushed open the back screen door. You kneeled over and threw up.

(AN: I tried to think of a nice way to put this but couldnt haha)

By the time you were finishing up, Reid put a hand on your back to help you up. You felt disgusting but hey, you didn't have the strongest stomach.
"You should have some water. You get dehydrated after when you throw up," Reid held a bottle of water.
"After when I brush my teeth," you say as you heading toward the SUV and got your purse. You quickly brushed and took a drink of water.
"Better?" Reid asked as you begin to walk back to the house.
"Something like that," You say as you push open the screen door and heading back upstairs.
You saw Hotch standing in the back and he walked over to the you.
"Sorry about that, my stomach isn't the strongest," you told him, which was partially true.
"We need to talk, " Hotch told you and you were about to respond.
"Now," he said in a firm voice as you headed back downstairs.