That night I slammed the door to my hotel room shut. I pace the room thinking about what to do next. I don't doubt that Andrew wouldn't threaten to take Gracie away from me. Especially if he finds out about Aaron and me.
"That mother fucker has no right to do this to me! I mean sure, I cheated on him, but he was emotionally abusive! HE'S A DRUNK, who has cost me more than part of my life savings! The fucker just had to start gambling! He made those decisions not me! Fuck!"
I throw my hair up in a bun and throw all of the pillows off of my made bed. I need a plastic bat so I can beat the bed with it! I walk out onto the balcony and take a deep breath. I let out a guttural scream just to let out the anxious anger. I hear my room door open quickly.
"Y/n!" Aaron runs to the balcony.
I turn around quickly and give an annoyed response, "What?"
"Are you okay?" He puts his hand through his hair.
"No, I'm not okay! My husband could try to take my daughter away from me; especially, if he finds out about our affair!" I point between ourselves.
"Ex-husband... and he won't be able to take Gracie away from you. Not with a gambling problem, abusive tendencies, and alcohol abuse. He won't take her." He forces me to hug him.
"Aaron-" I began to sob.
Aaron caressed my hair, "I love you, Y/n. We're going to get through this."
I shook my head profusely, "Baby, this isn't your problem. After this case, I have to go home and break my little girl's heart. I have to spend time with my ex and sell my house. I need to find a new place to live, I-"
"Breathe babe, breathe. I'm here to help you and you can lean on me." He kisses my lips.
"Honey, after tonight we need to be even more careful. I can't risk anything right now." I took a deep breath.
"I understand but at night you're all mine. Deal?" He kissed the tip of my nose.
"Aaarrooonnn," I whine.
"Y/nnnnnnnn. Deal?" He whined and laughed.
I chuckled and kissed his lips, "Hm, deal baby... I'm sorry I snapped."
"You don't have to apologize. It's just one more thing we'll have in common now. We both snap and are divorced!" He laughs.
"Let's order some room service and have some fun tonight. I have some aggression I need to let out," I bite his lower lip and smile.
He picks me up, throws me over his shoulder, walks back into the room, and puts me down on the bed. We called for room service and settled in for the night.
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"Okay, Y/L/N and Morgan go to the warehouse, Garcia just sent the address to your devices. JJ, Dave follow behind them but keep your distance. If they need back up you guys will be right there. Reid, you'll be with me and Prentiss, we'll be clearing the parking lot. I can not stress this enough, keep your eyes open, and if the unsub tries anything, shoot him down." Hotch says, looking at the blueprints of the parking lot.
Morgan and I went to the warehouse where the unsub had his base set up. We were able to spot the unsub and take him down without any backup. I had to go above and beyond the profile and feed into his narcissism, but it worked. Morgan and I got away without a scratch.
When we arrive back at the station Andrew runs up to me, kisses my cheek, and hugs me tight. I cautiously hug him back then quickly pull away.
"Thank god you're okay," Andrew looks at me with worry.
I tilt my head, "Of course I am Andrew. I do this weekly. Why are you so worried?"
He holds my hands, "Because I love you, Y/n. What kind of husb-"
I cut him off and ran my fingers through my hair, "I appreciate that, but I'm fine. I have to pack up the conference room now."
"Hey, I'll always be your pig. No matter what." He was mentioning an inside joke we've had for years.
"Oink, oink," I smile walking away.
I walked into the conference room and let out a heavy sigh. I'll be happy once I can just be back in Quantico and begin house hunting. My eyes meet with Aaron's and he looks solemn, I squint my eyes trying to read into it, but he turns away from me.
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We all arrived back at Quantico and headed into the office. Andrew would be flying in the next day. He'd be staying for a week, I told him he has to stay in the guest room. The last thing I wanted to do was share a bed with this man. We would try to figure out a schedule for when he could see Grace and he could pack up some of his things.
I sit at my desk and try to finish my report quickly. If there was one thing I needed tonight it was cuddles from my kid and to order food to be delivered. Aaron was still quiet, but I couldn't ask him about it yet there were still a lot of eyes around us.
Once I finished my paperwork I went to hand it to Aaron. I head up the stairs and knock on the door.
"Come in," his muffled voice called.
I walked in and smiled, "Hey Hotch, I finished my report and added the dialogue from the warehouse as well."
"Thank you, I appreciate that." He nodded while writing down his report.
"Mhmm, are you okay? You've been very quiet and short with me," I crossed my arms, waiting for his response.
"I'm fine Y/n, I just-" He shakes his head, "You may go now. Have a nice night."
I stood up straight, "Aaron-"
He held his temples and closed his eyes, "Later Y/n, later."
"Okay, well you know where I'll be. Grace is going to be home tonight, I love you." I turn on my heels and leave.
"I love you too," he whispered.

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Can't Be That Wrong
Romance"I can't find it in my heart to ask forgiveness. Anything that feels this right can't be that wrong." lust, love, marriage, and divorce. You and the team are a family unit, that's obvious. However, for a a group of skilled profilers, no one saw thi...