For the Anon who requested 232 (hey don’t raise your voice at me) and 227 (your eyes are red. Were you crying?) with Hotch.
You wipe up the evidence of the tears, you shouldn’t let them get to you like this. The bullying has always been present, you just never noticed how bad it was until recently. The BAU had become your family. The one that actually loved and cared for you, one that had your back.
“Hey.” Hotch says softly.
“Hi Hotch.” You say keeping your head down, mock reading the file. You have a hand on your forehead, further blocking your face from Hotch’s view.
“Nothing. I just have a headache.”
“You’re lying to me.” Hotch says, “Why are you lying?”
“It’s nothing Hotch.”
“It’s something.” He presses and you snap.
“Aaron! Let it go!” You cry looking up at him.
“Hey! Don’t raise your voice at me!” He growls the anger evident in his voice. At least until his eyes meet yours. “Your eyes are red. Why are your eyes red? Have you been crying?”
“Your family?” He asks softly. Hotch knows the history with them, he’s seen it first hand.
“I’m sorry.” He says giving your hand a squeeze.
“It’s fine. There’s nothing you can do.”
“I could block their numbers from the office.”
“How about emails?”
“Those too. We do work with Penelope Garcia. Do you want to talk about it?”
“It was my dad. He wants me to come home. I don’t want to go home Hotch, she’s going to be there. She’s going to undermine me. I can’t keep doing this with every new wife he has.” He sighs softly.
“When does he want you to come home?”
“Thanksgiving. I can’t Hotch. I can’t do it.”
“You can tell him you already have plans. JJ and Will asked Henry and I over. Come with us?”
“I can’t. I wasn’t invited.”
“Yes you were. JJ told me to bring that girl I was seeing.”
“What?” You ask stunned. You’d been so good at keeping your relationship on the down low.
“I’m pretty sure she didn’t know it was you.”
“We’ve been good.” You say as his fingers brush your cheek. “I’m sorry I yelled at you.”
“Me too.” He presses his lips to your temple then straitens up. “Let’s go talk to Penelope.”
“Can you tell I’ve been crying?”
“Okay let’s go.” You sigh and just before you go out the door he pulls you to him in a tight hug.
“You know we love you right?”
“I do. Thanks Hotch.”