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Are You Profiling Me?
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    Time 6h 27m
Ongoing, First published Oct 19, 2024
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."
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"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.