I feel my throat burn as I speak, but choke the words out. "Hey Hotch, can I talk to you for a minute?" I ask, quickly. He leads me to his office,and closes the door. Thankfully, the blinds were open. If they weren't, I would've thought of suffocating the whole entire time. It seemed as though the window was more open, and less... Wanting. My thought was interrupted shortly as Hotch sighs. "This is about Strauss isn't it?" He asks. I nod. Hotch knew what I was feeling. Because he was feeling it too. It was too harsh. It wasn't that I didn't 'fear' Hotch. I mean, he was like family to me, so why would I 'fear' him? "I don't want to lead the team. I even told her that. I can't lead the team! We all know your the best leader here Hotch. it's obvious." I say, trailing off. Erin clears his throat. "Whatever happens Liz, happens. We all know. You've been in the BAU for this long, and lost so much for this team. You're stronger then you think. I honestly think you should lead this team." He says. I open my mouth, but close it. Closing my eyes, I sigh, and reopen them. "Hotch I know I've lost lot, but that's what makes a person strong. I'm not strong enough for this." I say. "I trust you with the team." He says, ignoring me. I stare at him, in shock. "Hotch! No! Come on, is this our decision anyway?" I call behind him, quickly jumping up and following him. He turns around quickly before we go down the stairs. "We'll break it to the team later. Not a word now. Two more days, and you'll have the office. Not a word." He says. I knew now it was serious. He looks at me, then turns away, and walks down the stairs. I follow unwittingly, going back to my desk. I don't say a word, but work on my case reports, and my new forms as leader. I was sad, leaving my old desk. I pack everything into one box, before closing it. Putting it onto the floor, and sighing.
