Felicity

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   One might say that I was oblivious to how I had been feeling the past couple of weeks. Every time that I felt something when I was with Derek I ignored it. Nothing would come out of it if something happened, I would think to myself. Not to mention how bad it might be if something like that distracted me from what's important. But even so, I could never shake the feeling of wanting to be right next to Derek. That might've been the only thing that no one knew or suspected anything about. Of course, I didn't know about it either. At least, not yet. 

BAU

   We had just gotten a case from a small town in Texas. 

   "Okay, here's the sitch," Garcia said while standing in front of the big screen. "We have 3 single men who have gone missing in the past two weeks. They are on the screen, a Randy Terrence, and a Sam Greene. The third is Zach Coleman and he still missing." She paused. "The first body was found on the Texas Mountain trail and it seemed as if he was torn to pieces. The second was found only 4 days later in the same way."

   She pulled the images up onto the board and I studied them carefully, everything in my brain working to try and solve the puzzle. After a second, Hotch stood up and said, 

   "Wheels up in thirty."

   I started to gather up my stuff, glad that I was more energized this time. I picked up my coffee and headed for the jet. I realized, as soon as I boarded the jet that I hadn't talked to Derek that day at all. I instinctively looked around for him, as I thought about it. When I saw him, I sat down. I looked down at the files in my bag once more, beginning to formulate some ideas. 

   It seemed like forever for the jet to finally take off. But, when it did, I sighed with relief. I knew already that this case would be better than the last because I had gotten more sleep. I thought back to when Derek talked to me and I couldn't help but smile just a bit. I had no idea how talking to him made things one hundred times better, but it did. I looked once more in his direction, noticing that he was looking at me as well. 

   There was something in his eyes that I can't describe. It filled me with excitement and happiness at the same time. As I looked away, the feeling stuck with me. I looked up at the screen on which Garcia was paging in. 

   "Okay, I've got more info on the victims. Turns out that both of these men were at the same bar the nights they were abducted. No one reported anything weird going on, they left late, and no one was with them. And all three of the men appear to be single."

   "So our unsub targets single men, who are alone. Since they are alone, no one suspects anything until hours after the abduction has taken place," Hotch reasons. 

   "It's weird that they might move them from one public place to another. He didn't leave them somewhere where no one would discover them, but he put them in the middle of the same trail," Blake said. 

   "Well, it could be that our unsub wants them to be exposed to people who pass by. He doesn't want anyone specific to find them or see them he just wanted them to be seen," I added. "I mean, for an unsub, it's not that uncommon."

   "The fact that he left both of the bodies on the same trail most likely means that he feels comfortable around there. He may not necessarily live near there, but he knows it well," Rossi said, scrolling through the pictures again. 

   I nodded my head, sticking my face in the files so I looked as if I was studying them. From behind the paper barrier I looked in Derek's direction, not actually paying attention to the conversation. When I noticed that he wasn't looking back at me, I kept my gaze on him. Internally, my mind was screaming at me to pay attention, knowing I would regret it if I missed something. But my heart kept beating way too loud for me to listen. 

   I had kept wondering about it. How my heart fluttered when all I did was look at Derek. I found myself thinking things that I never would have thought before. Or maybe I did but never noticed? Work had always been my top priority but when I met Maeve I was a bit torn. I could barely keep the fact that I was talking to a stranger, almost, to myself. The fact that I was talking to her eventually got out because of my lack of control. What if the fact that I looked at Derek all the time got out and it was misinterpreted? What would I do? 

   It would be embarrassing enough for Derek to know how much I think about him, let alone the whole team. I looked away from Derek and at the team. They seemed to have stopped talking and were also looking at the files. I sighed a breath of relief. How long would I keep thinking about Derek before it went away? I had no idea what was going on and I didn't have enough confidence to ask anyone about it. There was something, in the back of my mind that I had thought about before but I tried my hardest to disregard it. 

   Since I was bad at deciding my feelings, I had wondered, before, what way I thought Derek in. In other words, did I like him? I hated the thought of it. If that turned out to be true it would be disastrous for my work. I tried not to think about it as much as I could, but whenever I looked at Derek, I knew that it was impossible to ignore. 

   I shook my head, trying to push the thought away and I looked at my watch. We would be landing soon. Then, it would be time to get my head in the game. I can't slack when I am out on a case. My mind wouldn't allow myself to be distracted, but my heart just wouldn't listen. They were fighting inside me and it hurt. I bit my lip as I looked back down at the case files. This could be bad...

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