TAKING CARE OF OUR OWN- Spencer Reid/Aaron Hotchner

Chapter 2: Missing

~Aaron Hotchner's POV~

The meeting finally finished two hours later after we were all briefed on what had happened earlier that morning. We were all put on high alert for anything suspicious and then they finally sent us home.

When I got home I saw Spencer's car in the driveway and smiled to myself, a smile that quickly fell when I got to the front door. The door looked as if it were kicked in because the part where the door locks was broken as was the frame. I took out my gun and quietly entered the house not seeing or hearing anyone.

AH: Spencer! Jack! ... Henry! (He shouted walking around the ground level of the house)

He stopped when he spotted the blood pooled near the door as well as the droplets in the middle of the living room. He took out his phone and called Spencer's that started ringing from his messenger bag on the dining table. The next call he made was to Garcia after searching the entire house.

Penelope Garcia: What can I help you with on this fine evening, Sir?

AH: I need everyone at my house now.

PG: But it's our night off, Sir.

AH: Garcia, they need to get over here now it's an emergency. Get CSU here too.

PG: Sir?

AH: When everyone gets here.

PG: Okay, on our way.

...

Hotch stood there looking at the blood in his living room thinking back to first time he got home and saw blood in his living room years ago. The thought crippled him and he fell to the couch thinking back to another memory.

--Flashback—

'Phone Call'

SR: Hotch, do we have a case?

AH: No, uh.... there's something I wanted to ask you.

SR: Okay, go ahead.

AH: Are you busy tomorrow night?

SR: No, I've finished all my paperwork and I don't have any papers due.

AH: Great, would you like to go to dinner tomorrow night?

SR: With the rest of the team?

AH: No just.... uh, just with me.

SR: Is it like...

AH: Hopefully, is that okay?

SR: Yes, it is. Should I meet you somewhere or...

AH: I can pick you up if you prefer.

SR: Yes please.

AH: Okay, tomorrow at eight.

SR: I'll be ready, good night Hotch.

AH: Good night, Reid.

...

Derek Morgan: Hotch! Hotch are you okay?

AH: Derek? (He said getting up and noticing that half his team arrived before CSU)

David Rossi: Aaron, what's going on here?

AH: Where is JJ?

JJ: I'm here. (She said storming in with Will by her side)

AH: I got home half an hour ago and the front door was kicked in. When I got inside I noticed the blood at the door and here. (He pointed out) Reid and the boys aren't here but his car is outside and his phone and everything is still here. I haven't found his revolver yet.