A Criminal Minds x Reader (EDITING-IN-PROCESS)

Chapter Twenty-Six

"Okay, this one is definitely a keeper," you tell the team as you review your camera. 

"When can you have these developed, YN?" Spencer asked as he was leaning over your shoulder, looking at the collection of pictures that you and the team took together. 

"As soon as I get some time to," you say with a slight chuckle. 

"You really do have a gift there," Rossi commented. 

"It was the camera that did most of the work," you laugh as you put your camera away. 

"I need to get myself a scrapbook, you know, for memories like these," Garcia said, as she finished packing her suitcase. The end of the one night vacation was over. You could tell everyone was hesitant on getting back to reality, but you didn't blame them. You wanted to stay here for another day, it was so peaceful here.  But the reality was simple, you and the team had to get back to the Bureau to put in end to this "Michael Holt" once and for all. 

"Alright, everyone. Go home, freshen up and we'll meet back up in the Bureau in two hours. We need a good jump on this case," Hotch said as he made his exit, Jack following behind him. 

The team was in absolute silence until Hotch closed the door to Rossi's cabin.  That's when they bombarded you with so many questions, you had to handle their questions like if you were to have done a press conference. 

"Okay, Garcia, you're up," you knew that Garcia would be the one with the most questions. 

"So what's going on with you and Hotch? Have you guys kissed yet?" Garcia's questions seemed to settle everyone else down. You assumed that they all had the same questions that Garcia did. 

"Honestly, I'm not sure. He acts so sweet and calm when I'm with him, but you all just saw how he didn't act like how I didn't even exist right now, right? Like, is that normal? Or I don't know. And the second answer, yes we did, but I'm not sure how he felt about it," You nervously ramble on. 

"Okay, YN, did he initiate the kiss?" Morgan asked as he picked up his overnight bag. 

"Yes-"

"There ya have it, YN. He's interested in you. Hotch isn't known for just kissing random girls," Morgan said. You knew he was doing his best to sound sensitive.

"There's a reason why he's the boss, nobody can profile him at bat," Rossi said as everyone made way out of his cabin.

"Psst, no kidding," you say as you follow Garcia and JJ out the door. 

"See you guys soon, please stay out of trouble until then," Rossi said, as he locked his cabin up with a single lock of a key. 

"Does anyone volunteer to drive?"JJ dangled  her keys in front of you and Garcia. The guys were riding back to their places with Rossi.

"Me!" You yell as you gladly took the keys.  It was weird, but driving always seemed to ease your mind.

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"Gracie! I'm home... you cannot believe the craziness I've been through since I saw you," you dropped your bags as you instantly walked in the door.
"Gracie?" You found it unusually quiet, Gracie was known to play her music at all times.
You walked into the kitchen and found a can of pop. As you popped open the can, you found a blue sticky note on the kitchen table.
Went out with Thomas... be back tomorrow
Figures, you probably wouldn't be here when Gracie got back. 
Making your way into the bathroom, you turned on the shower to get it warm enough before going in. Grabbing a new outfit from the closet, you made way back into the bathroom, and settled in for a long shower.

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"Five missed phone calls from Hotch? We aren't supposed to meet for another hour," you tell yourself as you checked your phone.  You hit the re-dial button and waited anxiously for Hotch to pick up his cell phone.

"Sorry to bother you, YN, but  don't turn the news on," Hotch's voice was full of concern. 

"What do you mean? What's going on Hotch?" You scrambled to the living room, looking for your tv remote. Hotch said not to turn on the tv, but you had to figure out why he was calling, and why he sounded so lost. 

"Are JJ and Spencer there yet?" As soon as Hotch asked, you heard a knock on your apartment door. 

"I think they just showed up, what's going on Hotch?" You asked yet again. 

"I'll let them tell you. Just pack an extra bag of clothes and plan on not coming back to your apartment for a while," and with that, Hotch ended the phone call.

You walked over to your door and still holding your cell phone, stunned. You didn't know what was happening and you didn't like it. 

"Will someone please just tell me why Hotch just told me to pack as like I'm never coming back here again? " You started to tremble... maybe this whole becoming an FBI agent wasn't a good thing, you second guessed yourself. 

"YN, I don't know how- we don't know to break it you, but the police have located your friend, Gracie," JJ told you, her voice full of sorrow.

"What do you mean located, JJ? She's with Thomas, she left a note on the counter telling me she will be back home tomorrow," you shook your head in disbelief. You knew what the next words would be but you didn't want to hear them.

"I'm sorry, YN, but Gracie's been murdered," Spencer said, his eyes full of sincere sympathy. 

"No, that can't be- How? Where-" That was the last thing you remember before collapsing to the ground.