Criminal minds unknown member (probably still on hold)

9: A new way of life

In the photo above is obviously young Hotchner, this is roughly how he looks for his age in the story. Okay guys as I have said a million times before sorry for late updates but thankyou so much for sticking with me! Here is chapter numero nine hope you Enjoy MRGJHRR16!

Upon arriving at Morgan's house I am greeted with a large wooden house that's painted a light green colour that surprisingly suits the house, behind a large yard and, the house looks two storeys and very expensive, nothing I would have ever expected to be going in to. He drives into the garage attached at the side and shuts the door with his remote control. Before we get out he turns to me and say "welcome home Rose, I hope you get comfortable here."
In a state of utter shock and amazement I get out of the car and grab my bags from the car which shortly after Morgan again grabs my pink bag from me, easily tossing it over his shoulder and leading the way in to my new home.
Once inside the spotless house he walks upstairs and motions with his head for me to follow him. Up the stairs is a long hallway with 2 doors on the left, one on the right and one at the end of the hallway. He walks to the 2nd door on the left opens it and puts my bag down in the entrance way, standing to the side allowing me entry. Slowly I walk inside and see a very simple but beautiful bedroom, it is medium sized has a standard King-single bed, set of drawers with mirror attached, full length mirror, and a bed side table. On the opposite side there is a small walk in wardrobe with coat hangers inside. The walls are painted a nice, light violet colour which is subtle but also not cold. I pick up my bag and place it and my suit case at the end of the bed before turning around and running up to Morgan giving him a hug thanking him in a way words can't describe, its unnecessary that he has done this but I will always appreciate it. Breaking the silence he says "it's no problem kid, your part of the family now." Then he pulls me off and looks at me seriously "I mean it kid, no more secrets or running off, you got a problem I wanna know. That goes for all of us OK?"
Trying hard not to cry I wipe the tear from my tear, this is what a real family should feel like. Not trusting my voice I just smile and nod at him " I should unpack. thank you." then turn around and grab my suitcase.
Morgan then walks away before saying "Ill order some Chinese then help you unpack OK? anything you want in particular?"
"No, whatever's fine. thank-you." he shuts the door and leaves me with some serious unpacking to do.

At the ring of the door bell I drop my shirt and run downstairs as that must be the food and I haven't had anything to eat since yesterday. coming to a stop I almost bang into Morgan as he is paying the delivery guy, he catches me and laughs "whoa there. someone wants Chinese then. come on." he thanks the delivery guy and shuts the door with me still in his arms, turns around and lets go of me gently. I follow him to the table like he's the dog with the bone where he places the food and go's to grab some cutlery to eat with. The smell is so tempting, I twist my head and peer in the kitchen, sure enough he has his back to me so I carefully open the lid off one of the containers and the smoke unleashes into my air ways, smelling divine. Just as I'm about to take a piece of saucy piece of sweet and sour pork Morgan clears his throat, so slowly I turn around with a piece of pork in my finger tips, so close to my mouth. Morgan is standing in the door way with his arms folded like a life sized poster looking at me with one of his prominent eyebrows raised and a sly smile on his face, much like that of a fox. he walks over to me and asks "so you thought you could a fast one on a profiler from the FBI? Next time don't peer through the door so obviously, and open a Styrofoam container that makes a rather loud squeaky noise that hold hot and smoky sauce that has a rather pungent smell."
damn almost. with my head bowed and a smile on my face I say "I'm sorry Morgan, I didn't think you were that good though" knowing this will get me in trouble I quickly turn on my heels and run up the stairs. I stop suddenly, not knowing where to go or which room leads to where. crap I didn't think this through, Morgan knows this house inside out but I've only been in two rooms. I can hear Morgan's thunderous feet bolting up the stairs so I think fast and run into the only room I know which is my new room.
I lock the door and sure enough Morgan is banging on the door singing "little Rose little Rose let me in."
"Aah" I squeal a little before I hear a rattling and what sounds like keys. damn he must have a key to this room and that's the only door out of here... looking around I spot a window. going over to see if it is jump able, we are on the second floor and there is nothing but grass below. I can't do that but if I hide anywhere else it will be too obvious. A fall from that height may give me a bruise but nothing more than that, it's not too high.
I open the window and go to stand on the ledge, just as I get one foot on the ledge I feel large hands hands around my waist pulling me off and spinning me around before the person behind them practically yells "what the hell do you think your doing up there Rose! don't you know not to jump out of a second story window? You'll get yourself killed!"
"I'm sorry Morgan I couldn't find anywhere to hide and you were unlocking the door. I looked at the height and thought it wasn't too high, I've done higher and not broken anything."
At this he puts me down and looks at me seriously "I need you to answer me seriously OK Rose? where and when have you jumped out of a higher window?"
I am squirming uncomfortably at his questions but I also know that he won't relent so with a sigh I say "when I was about 8 me and my sister were at a summer camp the group home goes to and you're not supposed to have food in the cabins because animals come and eat them, but it was my first year and I didn't know that rule. My sister did though as she had been there before but she never told me. So I had a packet of Cheetos open in my bed and when I came back from the days activities all I wanted to do was sleep so I go to get in the bed and lying in my bag there was the ugliest creature you will ever see, I think it was a cross between a spider, a wasp and a rabid squirrel. Needless to say I ran out of there, only we were not on the first floor and there was a flurry of people storming in to the room with the same idea of sleep as I had a second ago. I took the only other way out, I jumped out of the window, below me was a bush and concrete so I jumped and aimed for the bush." peeking at the horrified Morgan I continue in a whisper " an eight year old girl jumping from a window in a panicked state. My aim was very off and I landed on my back on one of the camp counselors walking past at that second. I was fine, but I don't think the counselor ever came back to work."
I check Morgan to see if he's OK and he's not very happy, he is also quite shocked I think he kind of stumbles before managing to ask "wait are you serious? What was the animal in the end?"
I am trying so hard not to laugh I have to tell him "No! who has a second story cabin at an orphan camp? I don't even know if there is a thing as orphan camp. Have you ever seen a cross animal of a spider, wasp and squirrel?" Morgan's face instantly lights up and I continue "I can't believe you fell for that!"
His face changes to nothing short of an evil smile before punching my arm and asking "so why did you jump out a high window?"
grateful for the light atmosphere I try to pass the incident off lightly by saying "oh some people at school were just having a dare contest to see who can jump from the highest thing the best and I joined in. everyone had jumped from places on the playground like the slide and stairs, so I climb the roof of a classroom and perform perfectly a double flip jump from the roof. I won." I beam proudly at him, much like the Cheshire cat.
Morgan stares at me like I've grown two heads before shaking his lightly and in a low voice says "well no more heights for you. But with that skill and determination I think there's more to you than we know".
Brushing him off because I don't want someone I barely know to discover everything about me "nah I'm just me. Should we go and finish this food before it gets cold?".
Sighing quietly. He looks un-convinced he replies "yeah ok come on then".
With that we go down stairs and finish off the food at the table. Tension but also relief is in the air.