Just Like A Family

CHAPTER 3

Aaron's POV:

"Y/n, I can't help you if you don't talk to me. Is everything okay" you ask, growing more concerned with each passing minute. You had a feeling that whatever y/n was about to say was going to hurt you, her & the team. You had been able to pick up that something was bothering her but you couldn't figure out what. You had even gone as far as asking Emily and JJ if they knew what was going on, but they had each replied with a shrug and an uncertain answer. You could tell they were holding back but didn't want to push it. Y/n would surely come to you if she needed help right?

You tap your fingers lightly on the steering wheel, waiting for the light to change when you hear a small sob escape from the young woman next to you. Looking over quickly, her eyes were red & cheeks were puffy. She had been crying silently and the sight of the woman you secretly had feelings for, crying and upset broke your heart. Leaning over and grabbing her hand, you hold it tracing small circles on her hand hoping it'll calm her down.

"Aaron..can we talk at the office" she mumbles quietly. You nod your head driving to the office instead of dropping her home like you planned. Pulling into the space, you put the car in park and remove the key from the ignition. She lets out a shaky breath and pulls her hand back, getting out of the car grabbing her bag from the back seat. Shutting the door with a little more force than normal you follow her into the elevator hitting the button for the 6th floor. Looking over, y/n stands looking down the ground playing with her hands again like she was on the plane. You think to yourself

Whatever is going on must be stressing her out and must be important.

The elevator dings, pulling you from your thoughts, motioning for her to head out the door into the BAU. You head up the few steps and unlock your office, flicking the light on & tossing your go bag on the floor next to the dark mahogany desk. She sits down on the edge of the chair, releasing another shaky breath she begins to speak.

Y/n POV:

"Aaron, I'm leaving the BAU effective in two weeks. I'm going to request that my vacation time be used for the last two weeks. Don't try to talk me out of it please. I need to do this for me. I'm going to go home to my apartment and pack whatever little things I have there & go home to my family. I've decided to accept a position at NSA and I'll be going to Switzerland at the end of the month and I'll be there for 2 years."

"Y/n....why...are you sure about this. You're a wonderful person and an expert profiler. I'm just not sure why you'd want to leave. I thought everything was going smoothly. What changed?" Aaron responded, his face twisted into an emotion you couldn't recognize. Was it sadness, hate, anger?

"Aaron please. It's nothing you need to worry about. I just can't stay anymore..." I stand up grabbing my bag.

"You'll have my formal one in paper on Monday & I'll drop off my badge and gun while I'm at it." Moving towards the door I grab the handle pulling gently. Turning back to face Aaron I feel the tears streaming down my face.

"Please don't tell the team yet.. I don't want them trying to convince me to stay.."

I turn back running out of the office, not even bothering to take the elevator. I just want to get out of the building. Digging around for my keys, I hear footsteps behind me. Reaching for my gun I turn around to see Rossi walking towards me. I release the grip on the holster & unlock the car, throwing my bags into the passenger seat.

"You know kid.. he likes you a lot. He just doesn't know how to tell you. And if you leave he's never going to forgive himself for not telling you" Rossi says pulling you into a tight embrace, tears flowing down you face again you sob into his shoulder.

"Dave..I cant tell him. I can't. Because once I do it becomes real. And once it's real people get hurt. And. I can't do that again. It's easier for me to leave & move on. I just can't work alongside him knowing that it'll never work and one of us is going to get hurt. I'm sorry I have to go. I need to pack." You say, your chest aching from crying. You quickly hop into your car & drive off towards your apartment.