My father had always informed me to keep your enemy's closer. I always thought that he was delusional, especially considering the fact that his enemy's were unsubs.Yet they always opened up to him. He was an incredible profiler, and an even better mentor when it came to profiling. I have had multiple people complimenting the same thing they do every time. "That's incredible! You could make a career with it!"
"Wow..how did you do that?"
"Of course, your Gideon's daughter, It's your legacy."
I practically despised the term, Gideon's daughter. It wasn't who I was, I had a name yet no one felt like acknowledging that. I loved my dad no doubt and spending time with one as enjoyable.
My mother had passed when I was young so Gideon's as all I had anymore. But he was a great father. That was until I had left to go to the bookstore, only to come back to my fathers small cabin to find him dead.
On the floor. With a bullet hole in his head. Blood scattered throughout the house, and him. His lifeless body in a pool of his own blood.
I'm not heartless, I was upset. The stale room felt empty. The only thought running through my head was "at least he's in a better place."
No tears were shed. No remorse, just a weight. I felt weighed down as I couldn't tear my eyes away from the lifeless corpse on the floor in front of me. I stayed there for an unethical amount of time before I had finally torn myself away.
I stepped out of the room that was practically coated in blood as my feet dragged me outside. My mind Spence was still in the room as my feet were ready to leave and never come back.
I finally faced forward as the cold air bushed the strands of hair out of my face. I sighed, my warm breath becoming smoke as it evaporated in the air around me.
The only person that I could think to call was Aaron.
He has known me since I started to walk and had recently reconnected with me and my father, he wanted to consider me to a new post Orion that they had open at the bureau.I pulled the phone out of my back pocket as my finger pads swiftly opened it up, like I do every time.
I clicked on the contacts icon as i began to ring Hotch, hoping, praying he would answer. And just like that, I heard his calm voice answer as it always did.
"Hello?"
"Aaron, I- my father had been shot." I managed to get out. The words practically escaping my lips.
"Y/n, is he dead?"
"Yes. He was shot in the head."
"Alright... call nine one one, and me and the team will be on our way. Y/n, I'm so sorry." He sighed, the words almost as if he wasn't processing what had just been said.
"Okay. And I'm sorry too."
He hung up the phone as his voice stopped leaving me alone again, with my thoughts. When my father had joined the bau, I was very little, I couldn't even walk.
Yet they were my family, Derek morgan, Jennifer Jareau, Aaron hotchner, and David Rossi. Yet my father had me in protective custody for the longest time, and no one really ever heard from me again.
I'm sure most of them thought I had died, mostly because my father never mentioned me, at all.
As he said, it was for my own protection. But that also meant that I could own up to the Gideon last name, strange, yes. However, you quickly adapt to it.
My official name was y/n y/m/n Gideon, my cover name was y/l/n.In fact he helped me come up with it. I had held onto my phone for a while with a tight grin before finally putting it back in the pocket of my jeans.
My nose, cheeks, ears, and finger tips were already stiff and red. Searching for warmth that my clothing nor outside was giving me. Hotch had asked me to dial 911, but it wasn't necessary I knew he would call them even if I didn't.
Still, feeling numb I had felt my face become wet. I looked up at the grey, almost black sky as there was nothing there.
It happened again. A single droplet of this liquid fell down my ice cold cheek again, leaving a damp trail behind it as it feel of my face, onto the wood, seeping in the panels beneath my feet.
I had realized that I had been crying. It's as if my body had registered and was coping but my thoughts still ran in circles about the fact there was a dead body in my fathers cabin.
His dead body. I felt chills run up from my feet as i quickly turned to face back towards the door. It felt as if it was towering over me.
Before I could even fully proceed walking I had heard the crumble of the gravel form sing a trail as I turned to see a black suv pulling into the driveway.
The windows were practically black, you couldn't see who was driving of if anyone was at all.
I wrapped my left hand around my elbow as my eyes traced the figure stepping out of the car, and then another door opened, and finally one last door.
I shut my eyes, squeezing them as tight as I could. Before a felt a pair of arms tabbed around my shoulders, squeezing me tightly as I let my guard down, finally rapping my arms around the other person.
"Y/n." The voice rung throughout my ears as I felt the head rest on my shoulders.
"Cory." I whispered taking in his embrace. His arms were rapped around my waist as I rapped mine around his shoulders.
"Y/n" I heard another voice called, I looked up for my eyes to meet Derek Morgan.
The tall chocolate skinned man who was practically an uncle to me.
"You look a lot different kid."
"And you look the same Morgan." He chuckled for a moment before, I hearing footsteps to find another familiar face, Hotch.
"Y/n, is he still there?"
"Yeah, I- couldn't bring myself to call anyone...I'm, sorry." I managed to get out as my teeth began to chatter.
"Alright, I have an ambulance on the way now. Can you walk me through what happened?"
"I went to the store, came back and found him here." I said.
He nodded as he walked over to the door, before opening the door he looked over at me for permission before he nodded and walked into the cabin.
Cory turned from Hotch to face me as his hand moved onto my shoulder.
"Y/n, are you sure your ok? You just lost your dad-"
"I'm fine." I whispered.
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A/n: hey everyone! I hope you like this,
Spence isn't in it yet, but the rest of the team and him will be in the second chapter.
I would also like to say, that Cory is indeed a best friend that works for the bau!
So you guys are childhood friends, sorry if I didn't make that clear, anyways, I hope you enjoyed!
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Romance"Gideon never mentioned having a daughter." Dr Reid said, studding the woman's movement. He had an annoyance in his tone. "He was a very private person doctor Reid. Some things stay unsaid." She responded.