Criminal Minds One Shots
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  • Reads 219,559
  • Votes 2,751
  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 18m
Complete, First published Jun 03, 2017
Mature
(THESE ONESHOTS ARE STILL BY ME, MY ACCOUNT NAME HAS BEEN CHANGED SINCE I MADE THE COVER)
So umm if you don't love criminal minds then you're just wrong and Spencer Reid is my baby. So are Hotch, Emily, Rossi, JJ, Derek, Garcia... Okay so all of them basically. I've had some issues with motivation as of late, so for now the one  shots are going to be marked completed, which means I'm not taking requests. I'm going to focus on some of my other stories and one shots, please give those a read! Thank you to everyone! 
*I DO NOT OWN CRIMINAL MINDS OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS ON THE SHOW*
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Are You Profiling Me?

33 parts Ongoing Mature

Aaron Hotchner x OC "Dani. Are you hurt?" Emily asked. Hotch let go of you and his eyes roamed up and down your body. "No, no, I'm fine. It's the victim's blood. Half of him was propped up in the closet and he fell on me. The other half was down stairs. It's not consistent with the profile he wasn't posed like the others. This was for me. He wanted me to find him." You said to Emily. She nodded but looked at Hotch. "I think that you are right, Dani. Let's head back and the forensics team can handle this." He said, opening the door. You followed out to the SUV and got in the front seat. Emily stayed at the scene as other police cars pulled up. You shut the door and looked out the windshield. Hotch got in the seat and turned on the ignition. He started to drive and went right past the precinct. "You missed the turn." It wasn't a mistake, you knew that. "Hotch..." "I don't want you to go back there." He admitted. "Why? He's surrounded by fifty other people and he can't do anything." You looked down. "You feel threatened. Your hand has been on your gun since we left. You have been checking the mirror every-" "Stop." You cut him off but he kept going. "You haven't cleaned the blood off your face or body but your hands. You think that this is your fault for not seeing it sooner-" "STOP." You yelled. "We made a promise. We don't profile each other. You know that! It's low, so low, and invasive and-and" He pulled over and stopped the car. "Just please..." "What? Please what?" He said. This time holding eye contact. "Please don't do this to me. Not you."