Beauty is power; a smile is its sword. - John Ray
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I smiled as we walked into the Police Department, before being stopped by Hotch. "Where were you two?" He asked us in unison me and Emily both said out to eat because I hadn't eaten in days. Hotch sighed before nodding, telling me it was okay that I was out to eat but I had to listen to orders again.
The phone on one of the desks started to ring and everyone stopped to hear what is was about because we had set up a tip line hoping that maybe the UnSub would call in to talk to us. The police officer sitting on the table put it on speaker and answered it.
"Incompetent sons of a bitches, I do not make mistakes.! I don't make mistakes like the guy that is copying, you will see soon." He said before the phone was slammed down making the ending dial ring throughout the department.
"Hotch. He's going to kill someone else tonight." I stated and he nodded, still staring at the phone. I took a harsh breath in as I looked back at the phone with my hands clenched.
"We just have to let it happen," he stated and I nodded, knowing exactly that is what we have to do because if we don't wait, we will arrest the wrong person and the murders will keep on going. I sighed before rubbing my head.
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It was now 10 at night when the chief came running into tell us that there had been another murder in the city. I stood up and walked out of the Department with Hotch right on my tail. The chief gave us directions on which was to go and we were running out of time. If we were going to catch this guy before he commits another act like this.
Running to the house it was committed at, Yes I said house not out in the open I looked at the door that was still slightly ajar. I took a second guess to say that he was still here and I looked over at Hotch whom just sighed before giving me the nod to go in.
I gently walked in without any backup, when I was slammed up against the wall. "Bad idea man," I said before kicking him right in the junk, making him tumble back but regain composure again. He put his gun up and I grabbed it, pulled the bullet section out and pulled the top bit back taking the last bullet out of the gun so it was basically disabled.
That's when my tactical training came in handy, I flipped him over but he quickly got back up and punched me right in the nose, I heard it crack and he came running at me again but I did a roundhouse kick to the head just as Hotch entered the room.
He ran over to me to see if I was okay, "Are you okay?" He asked me as I leaned down on my knees and I nodded, looking up at him.
"Deal with him, I'll be fine." I stated, feeling the metally taste of blood on my bottom lip before taking my sleeve up to wipe it away. I heard the door open again and I sighed before walking towards the door and seeing my brother there.
"Grace," He said and I shook my head, putting my hand up to silence him. I didn't need anything apart from paracetamol as I had a headache now, "Get me paracetamol will you?" I asked him and he nodded before running out of the building.
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Fanfiction{#1 In Hotch, 8th July} Grace Reid, has always been known as a somewhat genius with her good looks and her personal duty to protect people from what she had to go through. She had three PhD's in college and is Spencer Reid's little sister. Him prob...
