Not Your Typical Reid [Aaron Hotchner x Reader]

Chapter 11

[Y/N] was incredibly nervous, despite knowing how well-prepared she was for this job. It's just that.. It was her first day with the BAU as a probationary agent.. And she still hadn't talked to Aaron about what had happened the night at Rossi's. She sighed deeply and got out of bed, putting on a pencil skirt with a white button-up. She picked a pair of small heels to wear, and did her hair in makeup in a very conservative way that wasn't too gaudy, but showed that she put effort into her appearance. Once she was finished, she walked out of her room into the kitchen, smiling as she saw her brother.

"You ready for your first day?" Spencer asked excitedly - clearly he wasn't as nervous as she was for her first day.

"I feel like I'm going to puke," She laughed softly, shaking her head as she took her brother's cup of coffee from him, taking a little sip which earned her a soft glare from the older sibling.

"That's worse than shaking hands," He huffed in annoyance, grabbing another mug to make himself another cup of coffee.

"Spencer, we share like, a ton of the same DNA, we basically have the same germs, idiot," She huffed back at him as she continued to drink the coffee.

"We actually only share about fifty percent of the same DNA, and germs are not included in that," Spencer corrected her, drinking his own coffee from his mug as he grabbed his bag and keys, the two siblings making their way down to Spencer's car.

[Y/N] shook her head as she got into the car and buckled up, tossing her go-bag into the back seat of the car where Spencer's was, too. And with that, they were off to the BAU.

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[Y/N] walked behind Spencer nervously into the BAU, the small girl nearly hiding behind him before he stepped back and pushed her in front of him towards the glass doors, earning himself a muttered "asshole" from his younger sister as she pushed open the doors and walked into the bullpen.

Almost immediately, she was crowded by the rest of the team, all of them officially welcoming her onto the team with bright smiles and hugs. All except Aaron, that is. In fact, said man was in his office going over files. She bit her lip softly, excusing herself from her fellow colleagues as she walked towards his office, knocking softly. She heard a muffled "come in" from behind the door, prompting her to open it and walk in before quietly shutting the door behind herself.

"Hi, Hotch.. Um, how are you?" She asked a bit awkwardly, looking towards him as he sat at his desk, the man looking up at the sound of her voice.

"Agent Reid. Sorry I wasn't down there to welcome you in. How can I help you?" He asked, raising his eyebrow slightly, clearly avoiding the elephant in the room.

[Y/N] sighed softly and ran a hand through her soft, curly hair. "I was just wondering if we could talk about.. The other night?" She asked timidly, nervously glancing out towards the bullpen.

"Agent Reid.. What happened the other night was a mistake. We had both been drinking and clearly we were not in the right state of mind to be making good decisions, so. I think it would be best if we put that behind us, this is a professional work environment and I intend to keep it that way, Agent," Aaron told the young woman in front of himself, his words betraying how his heart felt. He wanted nothing more than to tell her that he had wanted to kiss her since the moment he met her - but he couldn't. He was her superior, and she was also the sister of one of his best agents, not to mention that there was greater than a twenty-year age difference between the two of them. But fuck. He watched the effects his words had on the young woman in front of himself, her nervous, hopeful expression falling to one of disappointment and sorrow.

[Y/N] felt like something had been stabbed through her heart, the small girl nodding at his words before her expression changed to that of indifference. If he really thought it was a mistake, she wouldn't fight him about it. "I completely agree, Sir. Professionalism is important and I'll make sure to remember that. Especially when it comes to my superiors. Thank you for clearing it up for me," she said, her tone icy to cover to hurt that she felt.

With that, she turned around and left his office, heading back to the group where her brother and his friends were standing. "Well, I think I should probably go find my desk," she smiled at them, doing her best to control her micro-expressions. She was in a group of profilers, she didn't want them to know something was up. Before she could go to her desk, however, Garcia came walking across the cat-walk, her laptop in her hands.

"Round table. We've got a case," She said, knocking on Hotch's door to alert him before she hurried into the briefing room. [Y/N] bit her lip, looking at her brother as he led her towards the room. She had no idea what she was in for.