𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒 𝚊𝚖||𝚕.𝚊✔︎

four

i'm the one she hates.

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"most killers don't evolve when they go on sprees," you say to luke. you two were on a plane to your team bonding trip as the team needed the jet. you were flying first class which was probably going to cost you and luke a good chunk out of your paycheck.

"no, they devolve," luke says shortly. he goes back to looking away from you; out the window, at the file, anywhere but you.

he seemed distant but he was there. he seemed as if he was in another headspace, one you'd never seen him in before.

maybe he does hate me, maybe spencer was wrong.

but it's spencer, when was the last time he was wrong?

exactly.

you feel luke tap your hand as he jolts you from your thoughts. "oh, sorry, yeah?"

"these unsubs aren't very organized. they're leaving a ton of prints behind for forensics but otherwise that's it."

"if you overcrowd a space with prints then they can't get a solid print," you mutter.

"what?"

"if you overcrowd a certain space with prints then forensics can't get a solid print luke," you repeat.

"but why overcrowd when you can wipe things down?"

"because they're trying to get caught. or the submissive partner is at least. this is the type of dom/sub relationship where the sub doesn't want to do this anymore, but the dom's threatening the sub with something to stay."

"something personal?" luke asks.

"or someone personal. that could be why they're raping these women before they kill them."

luke nods and you write the side note in your file. you close it up and sigh as you see you still have three hours and 32 minutes left on the plane.

the retreat was in sunny southern california, some isolated mansion type house with about 50+ acres of land surrounding it. whoever owned it had to bed rich and successful.

"i think this is rossi's mansion we're going to," luke smiles as he looks down at the map. you peek over and he points to it and you laugh. "most definitely it's his luke."

that was probably the first time outside of a case that you and luke had laughed together over something. you were beginning to see he wasn't that bad, just like garcia had said.

you couldn't wait to here the "i told you so" from spencer and garcia in a month.

a few hours goes by and luke's shaking your arm gently. you lift your head up and realize you'd fallen asleep on luke's shoulder. you spring up, eyes wide, and look anywhere but his eyes.

"s-sorry luke, i didn't mean to fall asleep on you."

"y/n, it's okay," he smiles. "but we get off the plane in ten, so i just wanted to wake you up so we weren't dragging."

you nod and grab your carry on. the plane lands and everybody shuffles off, you and luke follow the line over to baggage claim.

"i hate plane rides," you groan as you crack your back.

"you just say that because we have the jet," luke jokes with you. you glance at him and smile when your eyes meet. something sparked now, it was all after that phone call.

what the fuck is going on here?

you and luke head out and look for morgan. he was waving towards you and you dragged luke behind you, running towards derek.

"hey there mama, how've you been," he chuckles. you shake your head and hug him.

"i feel like i haven't seen you in twelve years," you giggle.

"i know, it's been a while. how's pretty boy?"

you nod. "spencer's great, he was happy that i get to see you. him, garcia, jj and rossi say hi."

derek smiles. you see he misses it, but you also see that he's content and happy with the decision he made with leaving. and you were happy for him, as was everybody else, you just didn't like losing him of course.

you put your bags in the back and luke holds the door open for you. morgan gets in the driver's seat and starts driving.

"so, team bonding," derek starts. "y/n how the hell did you end up at a team bonding retreat?"

you laugh and shrug. "i don't know, you tell me."

"luke, she was one of the friendliest people on the team. she got along with anybody, and i mean literally anyone. which is why i don't understand why prentiss said you don't get along with luke, y/n."

you glared at him for the snitching. luke didn't know any other version of you except the cold hearted and hate filled version you displayed to him.

"it's fine really," luke shrugs. "this is just for the team's health."

derek nods and lets the conversation drop. you felt something was wrong, luke wasn't right. this was the second time he had looked as if his heart dropped when anybody had mentioned your hate for him.

does this really hurt him? i can't hurt him. i can't hurt anybody. i have to get over myself. i gotta fix this before i can't.

you're snapped out of your thoughts with morgan stopping the car. "we're here. this is your new home for a month."

it was gorgeous. the whole house was in top-notch shape. you see somebody sitting on the couch and instantly recognize the hair.

"aaron?"

hotch turns around and stands up to greet you. you were relieved, before morgan or spencer had become friends with you, hotch and emily were all you had. of course you loved emily but there was some stuff you felt you could confide better in hotch with. you ended up growing to be great friends, jack even calls you "aunt y/n."

"it's good to see you y/n, how've you been?"

"i've been great, how's jack?"

he smiles at the question. "he thinks they should have web shooters and costumes in the FBI."

"absolutely, that'd make our job 12 times better."

"so would your team bonding skills," he smirks as he walks towards the kitchen.

you widen your eyes and chase him with a full rant. "i will have you know that i am working on that. luke isn't even that bad. he's way better than i thought. so i'm genuinely admitting that i am working on this relationship to not only better the team but to also better my status with luke."

hotch puts his head in his hand and shakes it. "y/n, you realize i was a profiler?"

"and?"

"you love him."

you stood there in awe. this was like the fifth person who told you this— spencer, jj, prentiss, garcia, and now hotch? what was going on?

"n-no, not necessarily."

"yes, you do."

"maybe a tiny bit.."

"y/n," hotch says.

"i can't tell him i love him, that's bipolar aaron. he thinks i hate him. i really hate him because i don't know how to love him, i'll break him just like i broke everybody else around me."

"y/n," he repeats.

"and i wouldn't be able to live with myself knowing i hurt somebody or broke their heart. that is just fucking disheartening. i can't be that person hotch, you know that—"

"y/n?"

that's not hotch's voice calling your name. it's different, and you know it's not morgan.

it's luke. and he heard everything.

~~
so we dumb 😎
but it's okay , the next chapter though-
i hope it's possible to get baptized twice 🧎‍♂️

enjoyyyyy
~mar💋