"Why didn't you wait for backup?" He yelled. "I didn't want him to get away." I said, walking further into the room. "You disobeyed my direct order." He said, still yelling. "Would you have rather me let him get away?" I said, getting louder. Not quite as loud as him. "You could have been shot." He said, still yelling. He took a step closer to me. "I know." "You could have been killed." He said, softer. "I know." I said, almost a whisper. "Your insubordination could have ended in death Catherine." He yelled inches away from my face. "I know." I said, getting louder. "I don't know how you could be so careless." He said, continuing to yell. "I'm sorry." "You're sorry?" He said, yelling. He put his thumb and middle finger on the bridge of his nose. "Hotch, I-" his lips came crashing onto mine.

𝙊𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙢𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝘼𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙍𝙚𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩. 𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙡𝙙, 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙚. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖 𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨. 𝘼𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙣 𝙃𝙤𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙧𝙤𝙣 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙩. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙞𝙣? HOTCH X OC FANFICTION ENEMIES TO LOVERS COMPLETED #3 in Hotchner (01/09/21) #1 in daverossi (17/09/21)

|❝ i loved you 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲, more than the air that i breathe ❞| - - - - - 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 Aaron discovers his wife tangled up in the sheets with another man. During a pre-planned night with the boys, he finds himself wanting to distract himself from the image of his wife with someone else - which was still fresh in his mind. With alcohol and low inhibitions coupled with Morgan and Rossi continuously egging him on, it certainly wasn't fate that brought them together. But it was fate that kept them from being apart. - - - - - 𝘼𝘼𝙍𝙊𝙉 𝙃𝙊𝙏𝘾𝙃𝙉𝙀𝙍 𝙭 𝙤𝙘 𝙜𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙙-𝙨 © 2020

••• 𝐚𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐚. a mythical drink that makes the drinker taste what their heart most desires. After one sip, Aaron would come to find that for him, it was the sweet honey he had tasted on her lips just moments before. ••• ❝ 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘦 ❞ - 𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘪 ••• 𝘼𝘼𝙍𝙊𝙉 𝙃𝙊𝙏𝘾𝙃𝙉𝙀𝙍 𝙭 𝙤𝙘 𝙜𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙙-𝙨 © 2020

Eden Blaire is the long time personal secretary of SSA Aaron Hotchner. She never planned to fall in love with him. SLOW BURN!!!!!!

Mr. David Rossi, My name is Sienna Ashbourne. I grew up with my mother, Heather Ashbourne. She's always been honest with me, and when I turned eighteen, I asked her about my father. That's when she told me about you. You're my father. I'm not looking to change your life or ask for something you don't want to give. I've had a good life. A full one. But still, I've always wondered about where I come from. About you. And now that I know your name, I guess I just... want to know if you'd be open to meeting me. Even once. You don't owe me anything. But I'd really appreciate the chance to talk. Respectfully, Sienna Ashbourne or Sienna Ashbourne is David Rossi's daughter and she becomes intertwined in his world, and maybe with his unit chief.

who gon' pray for me? take my pain for me? save my soul for me? (criminal minds fanfic. ) ( season 5-??)

"My gift...is also my curse." -Melanie A. Pratt Melanie has a special gift, that comes with a lot of responsibility and consequences. But what if this gift could be put to good use? Like saving people's lives? *This Is A Criminal Minds Fanfiction, I Don't Own Any Rights To The Criminal Minds Characters, Except For The Ones I've Made Up! Requested By One Of My Favorite Readers! Enjoy!*

"Look, Mr. Hotchner, Agent Hotchner, Hotch, my brother is dead, we've dealt with it already, I have a life, people I need to take care of, the last thing I need to do is throw my family into any unknown water anytime soon bringing this back up," I say, increasing my speed. A hand grips my arm, the same way my mom did Friday morning, causing me to wince and stop my jogging. Hotchner lets go but stares at me, then my arm, noticing the fingerprints left by my mother. Shouldn't have worn a sports bra. "What happened to your arm?" he asks, pointing to the bruise. I look at it then at him, "I work at a club Agent Hotchner, people aren't very nice when a pretty lady says no," The lie falls out so easily it almost makes me laugh. "Right well, that's another thing I want to talk you about, Maddison Crawford?" he asks, raising an eyebrow. I let out a small chuckle, "Took you that long to find out, I mean, my southern accent ain't that good," Hotchner rolls his eyes, waving for me to follow him. "Hotch, I have to get home, I came out for a run, not to talk about my dead brother," He pauses, turning to me, "Tatum, we need to talk, it's serious," I shake my head, "Look Agent Hotchner, I don't care, and that's not just teenage arrogance its facts okay, so your a profiler take a hint, I didn't not open my door because I wasn't able to," #1 FBI

When the BAU rescues a young girl named Hope, they discover she isn't just another victim-she's a child genius whose father twisted her gift into a prison. Traumatized and unable to speak, Hope hides from the world, trusting no one... until she begins to respond to Derek Morgan. As the team uncovers the horrifying truth of her captivity, they must find a way to protect her while helping her heal from scars that run far deeper than skin.