We head back to the station and begin to pack our stuff.
"Good job on the case, guys. Once we finish here, we'll meet at the airport in forty five minutes," Hotch says.
We all nod and I excuse myself to the bathroom. I run my face under cold water, getting my near death experience and Aaron out of my head.
"What's wrong with you, Y/N. Get ahold of yourself. That's your boss," I whisper to myself. I hear the bathroom door close and I turn around to find Emily.
"Oh, hey. I was just about to leave," I say, blushing.
"You like Hotch?" Emily asks with no hesitation.
"I don't know what you're talking about," I say.
"By the your wording of, 'That's your boss,' seems a little out of the ordinary than just saying Hotch is our boss," Emily stares at me a second before saying, "Look, I won't tell anybody, if that helps anything."
"Ugh, we met my first day, before work. He tripped me on my jog and I thought he was cute. I'm sure it's a little crush, and I'll get over it soon. I just can't yet," I admit.
"Okay, well, you can head on back, I'm going to use the bathroom," Emily says, going into a stall. I nod and make my way out. I noticed the team isn't in the evidence room and everything is packed. I go to walk outside, but Sheriff Ken corners me.
"Hey, pretty lady. Why are you still here if all over your friends aren't?" He gets close enough to where I can smell his breath. Smells like tuna and mint. Gross.
"Everyone's outside. I was just going to head outside with them," I say, looking around to see if anyone is watching. His hairy hand rubs my arm and I flinch.
"Woah, Jumpy. What's wrong? Never been talked to a real man before?" He leans down in my ear and whispers, "I could take you right now if you want."
"Please, I- I really need to get to my team. It's been a rough week and I want to go home," I try to get past him but he blocks me. I'm trapped.
"Are you sure about that?"
His hand rubs my arm, getting closer to my shoulder-neck area. My breathing fastens as he leans in. I'm scared to scream out. I give him a swift kick to the groin and a punch to the nose. He grabs my shoulder in pain, hurting me in the process.
"Get off me, freak," I say, running away from him.
I rush out the door and run into Hotch.
"Woah, you okay?" He asks and Ken runs out the door after me.
"That Agent of yours kicked me and punched me! I suggest you fire her, Agent Hotchner," Ken says, pointing at me with the hand not holding his bloody nose.
"But he-" I begin to say, but Aaron stops me with a glare.
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Hotchner Has My Heart
Fanfiction"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. Here," the black haired man said, holding out his hand. I take his hand and he helps me up off the sidewalk. He looks me up and down as I wipe any dirt I had on me off. "Uh, I'm Aaron Hotchner. Nice to meet you," The tall...
