Not Your Typical Reid [Aaron Hotchner x Reader]

Chapter 4

To say [Y/N] was nervous was a complete understatement. She was standing outside of the FBI academy in Quantico, her brother Spencer by her side as he held her small duffle bag that was allotted for all new trainees to bring along with them on their journey through the twenty-week course they were about to embark on.

"Spence, I'm nervous. What if I fail out? What if I'm not good enough? What if they don't think I'm smart enough to be mentored under you in the BAU?" She asked, rambling off as she turned to look at her older brother, the nerves obvious in her expression.

"[Y/N], you're just as smart as me, and have qualities that the FBI and the BAU are in dire need of. When I went through the academy, they had to make exceptions in just about every area except academics just so that I would pass. If I could make it through those twenty weeks, I have no doubt in my mind that you can do it. And it's not like you'll be alone there, you know we'll all be dropping in to check on you from time to time," Spencer grinned softly, pulling his little sister into his arms tightly, dropping a kiss to the top of her head as he felt the smaller of the two siblings return the hug tenfold.

"Thank you, Spencer.. I just.. I'm so nervous. I definitely needed that, though," she smiled, pulling away from him with a bright smile and renewed confidence in herself as she took a step back, looking towards the entrance of the building that would be her new home from the greater part of the next half year.

"It's what big brothers are for. You know, statistically speaking, most young adults with a supportive sibling tend to excel in their career field 78 percent more than those who are only children or are estranged from their siblings?" He spouted out, grinning brightly as he heard his little sister groan playfully at his rambling.

"Oh, to feel the sweet freedom of being an only child," she teased, smiling even wider as she grabbed her duffle bag from his hands, the two of them walking into the academy. Spencer stayed by the side, watching his sister as she signed in and got her correct assigning. He turned, hearing multiple sets of footsteps making their way towards him. He couldn't help but to grin, staring at the entirety of the BAU that was there to support his sister as she entered the academy.

[Y/N] turned her head, her eyes widening slightly as she saw the rest of the BAU standing with Spencer, her eyes immediately connecting with none other than Aaron Hotchner who was staring back at her with a look that she could only describe as... longing? Pride? Pining? No, that couldn't be right. That was her brother's boss - her potential future boss. It was probably just a supportive gaze. She nodded at him before looking towards the rest of the team, mouthing a 'thank you' to them and an 'I love you' to her brother before she waved and made her way towards the dorm that she had been assigned to. She smiled softly to herself, not noticing that people had already started to whisper. It didn't come as a surprise, however, the BAU was renowned in the FBI and even the new recruits knew that they wouldn't have come to see the new recruits unless one of them was involved somehow - and that would lead to favoritism, which would ultimately lead to fractions being formed against the one that was getting the special treatment. [Y/N] didn't even know what she had gotten herself into by joining the academy with an esteemed profiler as a brother, and his equally as illustrious team behind her in support. But, by God, was she going to learn the repercussions of being a new recruit that others thought had an easy way into the FBI.