A Criminal Minds / Demily Fanfiction: Blast From The Past

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Lauren's pov

   This was all I needed; to be stuck with Derek and his questions. I mean, I loved him and all, but right now I just didn't want to have to deal with my past. Sure, Emily was back, but that didn't mean I had to talk about it.

   "So apparently, Brooke Ashton only survived because the attack was interrupted. She was lucky." Derek chose to talk about the case instead of me and Emily. Wise choice.

   "Never tell a rape victim that she's lucky." Derek stood still and just looked at me.

   "What? Where did that come from?" Was he serious? How could he even consider the thought that a rape victim could be lucky.

   "A rape victim is not lucky, trust me. Never tell them that they are." He probably thought I was crazy.

   "Okay. I won't." Derek shot me a quizzical look and then continued walking. We made our way up to the victim's room and as I approached the door I froze.

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Derek's pov

   I was a few steps ahead of Lauren when I noticed that she was no longer following me. "Lauren, what is it?" She just stood there, staring at the young woman in the hospital bed.

   "I... I know her!" Was all Lauren could say, but I wondered if I'd heard her right.

   "What do you mean?" I didn't know if I actually wanted to hear her answer or not. I moved back towards Lauren and took hold of her hand.

   "I mean, I know her Derek. Is that too confusing for you?" Her anger surprised me, but all I did was grip her hand even tighter.

   Lauren looked back through the window at Brooke, who turned and saw us. I guess she recognised Lauren because a smile soon spread across her face as she beckoned for us to enter. "Lauren, is that you? Did Dana call you?" Brooke seemed happy to see Lauren, although all three of us were just as confused as each other.

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Lauren's pov

   The last time I saw Brooke was when we were in college and she was still dating that tool, Brad or something. Who knows what she's been up to since. "Hey Brooke." I smiled at her, but hesitated before continuing. "Dana didn't call me. I'm here with the FBI." The look on Brooke's face changed almost immediately at the mention of the FBI.

   "Oh." Brooke glanced over at Derek and then back at me. "Who's he?" And now I had to explain Derek to her. "Erm... Agent Derek Morgan. He's FBI too." She could probably tell I was holding something back; she was one of my best friends after all.

   "Really?" Yep, she could tell. "So, you're here about what happened to me?" I wasn't sure I was ready to hear what she went through.

   "We are. You need to tell us everything. No detail is too small." Derek took over the questioning and I was kind of glad he did.