In Love with My Boss (Aaron Hotchner X reader)

Shaunessy's Deal

Time Skip to the Next Work Day

(Y/N) was sitting in her office doing paperwork and the team was bringing files to both her and myself. Finally, I came across a file that would have gone to her and stood up, going to her office. Her door was closed and I could see her through her blinds, working. Knocking, I waited for a moment and opened her door, hearing her say,

"Come in." She looked up at me, briefly, and went back to signing a file. Leaning back in her office chair, she looked up at me and smiled, asking,

"Something you need, Agent Hotchner?" Chuckling, I shook my head and handed her a file, replying,

"I've a file for you, Ma'am. Why...is there something you need?"

"Not yet." She teased, opening the file and falling silent, quickly.

"What's wrong?" I asked, a serious air starting to fill the room.

"The reaper." She whispered, her eyes widening and resting on a picture.

"Gather the team."

"What?"

"Arron, please just get everyone in the conference room in ten minutes."

Leaving her office, I leaned on the railing above the bullpin and called,

"Guys. Conference room in ten." They all looked up at me and said nothing, just nodding. (Y/N) walked out of her office after me and said,

"Change of planes meet on the plane in thirty minutes. I'll brief you on the way. Hotch, a word?" Following her into her office, she leaned against her desk and sighed, informing me,

"The Reaper...You worked that case."

"Yes."

"We've got a potential copy cat. But the old lead on the case wants to speak with you when we land. So, that's where you'll be going."

"Just me?"

"He's only asked for you. Besides, someone needs to set up at the precinct." She concluded, winking at me and grabbing her go bag.

"Yes, Ma'am." I laughed, walking out of her office and into mine, to grab my bag.

Time Skip to Arriving in Boston

As the jet landed, (Y/N) sighed and closed her file, saying,

"Call me after you finish talking with Shaunessy." Looking at her, I nodded and stood up, grabbing our bags.

"Morgan, Prentiss you two go to the crime scene. Dave, Reid go look at the bodies. JJ you're with me at the precinct." She instructed everyone, putting on sunglasses and exiting the jet.

"What about the boss man?"I heard Morgan ask, teasingly. (Y/N) chuckled and she looked at him, replying,

"He's got his assignment already." Opening the back of the SUV, I put both of our bags in the back and closed it, turning to (Y/N). She placed a hand on my chest and I caressed her waist, pressing a gentle kiss on her lips. Pulling away, I looked into her eyes and said,

"I'll talk to you later." She nodded and left me to go talk to Shaunessy. Getting into the SUV, I drove into town and stopped at an old house.

Reader's Point of View

Sitting in the precinct, I read over some files and sighed, rubbing my temple.

"Always pays more attention to the female victims...Impotent...Younger victims are stabbed more..." I was mumbling to myself and the ring of my phone broke me from my thoughts. Looking at my phone, 'Aaron💞' flashed across my screen and I answered,

"What'd he say?"

'He passed away the day before the murders started again. He left me a letter though...Shaunessy made a deal with the Reaper.'

"He what?"

'He-'

"Babe, just back to the precinct we can talk in person."

'On my way.' Hanging up, Rossi and Reid walked into the conference room and Rossi asked,

"Hotch back yet?"

"On his way now." I replied, looking at the bulletin board and Morgan walked in with Prentiss, saying,

"If this is a copycat. He's damn good."

"It's not a copycat." Aaron's voice sounded from the doorway, his tall figure looking completely stressed and he came over to me, handing me a coffee(A/N: Or tea...whichever is your preference).

'Thank you.' I mouthed, letting him continue to explain as I sipped the heavenly beverage,

"The Reaper offered Shaunessy a deal. 'If you stop hunting me, I'll stop hunting them.' Shaunessy took the deal."

"What?!?" I exclaimed, nearly choking on my coffee and putting the cup down on the table.

"Yeah." Aaron sighed, sitting down at the table and shaking his head.

"Now, we're stuck with an unsub we weren't able to catch." I frowned.

"What about George Foyet?" Reid asked, looking at Aaron and then at me. Looking down at Aaron, he looked up at me and sighed, as I asked,

"Do you think he'd talk to us?"

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