I would do anything !!( criminal minds fanfiction)

chapter 19: poison enters the soul

Hotch’s P.O.V

I stood beside David who was spinning Strauss’s sobriety chip through his fingers, “I want to take her back to Virginia, and she never liked the city Aaron, I’m not about to leave her,” 

At that moment Alex, came over she had a white bandage around her wrist that she was hiding with the sleeve of jay’s shirt. She moved stiffly like she felt that she was going to fall over, if she moved to quickly. She wrapped her arms around David and he rubbed her back silently she had tears streaming down her face and I knew that this was a moment that she wanted to be alone with David. I moved away from them slightly but I could still here their whispered conversation 

“you know I wouldn’t have minded,” Alex whispered into David’s chest as he rubbed circles on her back,
“minded what?” David asked in a voice that showed he wasn’t really paying attention to what she was saying.
“If you married her, it would have been a bit weird at first, but I would get used to it,”
“why would it be weird?” David had started more attention
“just the fact that I would be living with my boss,” she mumbled hoping to get a smile or even a fake smirk but she was disappointed.

Alex made a quick stop to the apartment that she was staying at she left a scrawled note for her stepsister and grabbed her suitcase she came down to the car where Morgan and I were waiting  still wearing jays shirt. She pulled her jeans on in the car and we drove to the airstrip. On the jet I filled the others in on what the man had said on the phone to me. He had taunted me about George Foyet killing Haley, he had told me where to find Erin he wanted me to find her alive so that she would die in my arms just as Haley had. But the one thing that played on my mind was the man on the phone was definitely not Connor Wailand.

Alex’s P.O.V

“Wait a second this guy knew about Foyet?” JJ asked as we walked into the BAU.
“Who’s Foyet?” asked Blake
“The man who killed my wife,” replied Hotch checking his phone
“that was a classified case. It’s not in any file.” Morgan was astounded
“The only people who have access to it are part of the bureau,” I agreed with Morgan
“so this guy has to be on the inside,” suggested Reid,
“conference room in 5,” Hotch said as we dispersed to our desks or our offices.

Jay was still recovering from his head injury, and David had gone to the coroner’s office to talk to the family of Strauss, all I knew was one of her daughters was just younger than me and her other daughter and son were just older than me.  I know it is wrong but I was more worried about David than I was about jay. Jay was the one who had sustained serious injury; he had a concussion but he would be fully recovered later this afternoon. But David had just lost the only woman he allowed himself love after the death of Caroline. Wounds like that never truly heal the pain just fades into the background and the pain becomes more bearable.

I walked into the conference room and both Garcia and Kevin were pinning up all the replicator stuff. For people who hadn’t actually been in the field the replicator got a hell of a lot of both Strauss and I. the team had almost given up on the fact that the replicator might be Connor Wailand. Everything the replicator did was nothing like the profile of Connor Wailand. He hid his face from me. He forced us to harm ourselves. He held a gun to us but used poison to kill Strauss. He taunted me about leaving me for dead but made sure David came up to the roof of the hotel.

If it was Wailand he would have killed me right then and there not leave it to chance he wouldn’t have made Strauss drink, he would have humiliated her some other way. But the replicator knew things about my family that only David Josie and I knew about, stuff that Wailand was involved with, and stuff that he had forced me to tell him. Garcia looked at me with a worried expression as I leant against the window sill staring out of the window, I barely noticed the others enter and start talking the thoughts about the replicator and Connor Wailand filled my mind without me even trying to block them from my mind.