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ssareids-coffee · 2 years

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Unrequited

hotch x reader series [part 2]

part 1

You had known pregnancy was hard, not only having studied it immensely at med school but also having been there for Meredith while she was pregnant with her second child. Nothing prepared you for what pregnancy would be like without a partner, and although you had your friends to support you through this you wished more than anything that Aaron was doing this with you. For a few weeks you weren’t sure whether you would see the pregnancy through, you wanted a baby one day but not now, not like this. But, when you went to your first scan and saw not one, but two little heartbeats attached to the tiniest little beans you knew that you were ready. You started to accept what life would be like as a single mum, desperately trying to prepare for the addition of two bundles of joy to your family.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

Now 12 weeks, you started sharing the news with more people at work. People were shocked but happy for you, your friend Callie already planning a baby shower. Mer took you to a baby shop where she got a lot of stuff during her pregnancy, giving you the best tips that only a mum of two could. Packs of tiny nappies, pacifiers, creams and baby grows were stacked up in your basket, walking alongside your friend as she explained why you didn’t need the most expensive bottle steriliser.

“Y/N?” you turned around to see JJ, Aaron’s friend from work.

“JJ? uh, hi!” smiling awkwardly as you attempt to silently alert Meredith of the intrusion.

“What are you doing in a baby shop?” she replied, subtly trying to check for a bump.

“Meredith and Derek are trying for another baby!” you lied, pulling up one of the outfits you picked out “We are hoping for another girl this time”

“Oh congratulations” JJ smiled at your friend before turning back to you “About Aaron-“

“We really have to go, sorry, you know how it is with a busy work schedule” Meredith cut in, whisking you away before she could ask any questions. As soon as you were out of earshot you started crying quietly, the stress overwhelming your already heightened emotions. You paid quickly and left to go have a night with Mers family, who had been nothing but lovely to you in this time- especially as you were always offering to baby sit.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧ Aaron’s POV･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ

JJ walked into his office, slowly closing the door behind her as she waited for him to finish his call. Hanging up, Aaron looked up at his friend and gestured for her to take a seat.

“What’s up JJ?” he frowned “You look suspicious to say the least”

“I saw y/n today” she started, trying to gauge his reaction before continuing.

“I told you not to talk about her anymore”

“Yes but you didn’t tell us why, and i saw her baby shopping with her friend- Meredith i think?”

“So?” Aaron responded sharply “Meredith has kids, JJ i have a lot of work to do and so do you, back to work now” slowly getting up from her chair, she walked out the door and left him alone in his office, thinking of you.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧ Your POV･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* ✧･ﾟ

You were huge now, at 36 weeks you were wearing scrubs multiple sizes too big to continue work and despite people suggesting you took an early maternity leave because you were working so hard, you had no intention of doing so. Swollen ankles and tired muscles weren’t stopping you from performing as many surgeries as possible, knowing that when the babies are born you will be taking a long break. Elbow deep in someone’s gut, you felt a sharp pain in your stomach and something drip down your legs.

“Ah- Fuck”

“What’s wrong?” Your resident asked, looking over at you like a deer in headlights.

“I need you to go get the next best attending for this case”

“Why?”

“I’m in labour” you put down the scalpel and waited for him to return, desperately trying not to panic. Richard walked in, congratulated you and then told you to get out as he “didn’t want babies born in his OR”.

Meredith met you in the delivery suite, finding you dressed in an open back gown and leaning over the bed in a desperate attempt to get comfortable. Your labour progressed quickly, only pushing for 10 minutes before the first baby arrived.

“It’s a girl!” the OB announced, placing her on your chest as you started crying.

“Hi baby, it’s your mummy” you smiled through tears before handing her to Meredith to continue pushing. Her twin arrived quickly, entering the world with a cry as the OB tells you it’s a boy. Both children laid on your chest, you kiss their heads softly as you whisper how much you love them already.

Finally cleaned up and back in bed with your twins next to you in their cribs, Meredith asks you what your planning to name them.

“Arlo Jack Y/L/N- Hotchner and Maeve Meredith Y/L/N-Hotchner” you reply, gently holding each of their hands as you smile down at them.

“Hotchner?”

“I want them both to have a part of him still, one that i can’t give them” not knowing what to say, she simply crawled into the tiny hospital bed with you to hug you, proud of you even though her heart broke for you.

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ssa-thotchnerr · 4 years

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Missing You

Aaron Hotchner x Daughter!Reader

Warnings: ANGST!! blood, violence, swearing, hospitals

Word count: 2.4K words

A/N: My first full Hotch fic! I hope you guys like this, and I hope to write more one-shots if you guys request for them!

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You looked up at the ceiling as your heard footsteps coming from upstairs. You were being kept in the basement of the unsubs house, you weren't sure the last time you saw natural light was. You were shaking, fearful of what torture you would be put through at that moment. Your breathing picked up as the stairs down to the basement creaked, and the door swung open.

"Get up," He snarled, growing angry when you tried your hardest to stand up, but ultimately failed. "Dammit, I said get up!" He yelled, striding towards you and yanking you up to your feet and grabbing your hair roughly, pulling your head back to keep a proper grip on you.

"Plea-please let me go," You whimpered. Your jaw dropped as your dads team came in, Morgan and Rossi leading the group as Reid and Hotch stood in the back, your dad without a gun so he didn't make any rash decisions. The UnSub grinned as he pulled out his knife. In the usual run of things, you would have been overjoyed to see your dad again, but this was not the usual run of things.

"Daniel Robson, drop the knife and let her go," Rossi demanded, watching carefully as he taunted you with the knife, dragging it over your skin. "You don't want to do this." He said. The unsub shook his head and laughed, tilting his head. You choked on a sob as he yanked your hair harder. Hotch was panicking, but he couldn't show it, this is what he wanted and he would be damned if he would give it to him.

"Don't I?" He asked, raising his eyebrows as the knife came to rest at your stomach. You made eye contact with your dad, while he appeared calm, you could tell by the look in his eyes that he was anything but. The Unsub put his face in the crook of your neck, you knew better than to fight back. "I'm so sorry." He whispered. Before you could take in what that meant, he pushed the knife into your stomach. He pulled the knife out, and made another motion, centimetres away from the initial stab wound.

Your mouth fell open in a silent scream.

Derek fired a shot through his skull as Hotch ran towards you, unable to catch you as you fell to the floor. You didn't feel the pain of your head hitting the floor, you didn't really feel anything at all.

"D-dad?" You stuttered out, looking up at him as your eyes were able to focus on him. "Y-You came." A grin appeared on your face as he lifted your head into his lap. Derek had called an ambulance, while Rossi was holding Spencer back. The genius saw you as the little sister he didn't know he wanted. You were a smart kid, a good kid, you deserved everything but this. You were shivering, whether it be because of the cold or shock, no one knew, it was probably the latter. Hotch had his hand gently resting on the wounds on your stomach, coating his hands in blood.

Your blood.

"Of course I came," Hotch said, pushing your hair away from your face. "Derek, where's that damn ambulance?" He asked, turning his head away from you for a second to look at Derek. You coughed, causing the pain from your wounds to skyrocket, blood coming out from your mouth as you spluttered. You knew that was a sign of internal bleeding, and you felt your heart stop, it wasn't a good sign.

"Am-Am I gonna die?" You asked him, your voice shaking as you looked up at him, the life from your eyes that mirrored your fathers slowly draining. Hotch put up a brave facade, he had to, he couldn't bear to think about how he'd have to explain to Jack how his big sister would never be coming home. He didn't want to think about losing you, it was always supposed to be him, never you. "Cause-cause dad, I-I don't wanna die." You said, a break in your voice as tears leaked from your eyes. Rossi had taken the Boy Genius out of the room, outside to JJ and Emily to tell them what had happened. Derek had called the ambulance again, and tried his hardest to keep a level head when doing so. Hotch's heart broke at your fear filled question, you were barely 16, you shouldn't be in this situation.

You'd regretted the fight you had with your dad that night, the things you said to each other still hurt to think about. Neither of you were in the right, but neither in the wrong. As you'd stormed out of the house, your last thought was that you'd be kidnapped.

You didn't think you'd be dying in your dads arms.

"Don't say that, Y/N. You're not gonna die, we're getting you out of here and you'll go home and you'll see Jack," He said. Your breathing started to become more laboured, and the ensuing panic that took over you. "Calm down, Y/N, you're only going to make things worse for yourself," Hotch said, his hands shaking as he ran his fingers through your hair. Your eyes started to droop as you became more and more tired, your dad noticed. "Hey, look at me, keep your eyes open, don't you dare close your eyes on me Y/N Hotchner." He said through gritted teeth. Lazily, you looked up at your dad and smiled.

Your eyes closed.

Hotch sat staring in front of him, his blood coated self had gone into autopilot, occasionally looking around at his team. The ambulance had gotten there just as you fell unconscious, and it was in the ambulance when he was gripping your hand he'd let himself break down in tears. Everyone had come, Morgan, JJ, Reid, Rossi, Prentiss and Penelope came. They'd tried to get your father to talk to them, but Hotch was even more stoic than usual.

"Aaron Hotchner?" A doctor came out, his scrubs covered in blood. Hotch was fearing the worst, God, it was one of his worst fears. He stepped outside of the waiting room and prepared himself, that's what he told himself. He told himself he was ready for it, but how could you be ready for this? "Mr. Hotchner, your daughter will be fine. She suffered massive blood loss, she's had transfusions and they appear to be working perfectly, she's awake, but I'm gonna ask that only you go in right now, other family members will have to wait,” The doctor said, smiling as your dad nodded. “She’s a fighter, I’ll give that to her, Mr. Hotchner, it’s a miracle she survived.” He said, smiling at your dad and leading him up the hall to where your room was.

"Believe me, I know,” He said, a small smile on his face as he looked into the room through the window. “Thank you," Hotch said, looking back as he walked to the room where you were. You were laying on the hospital bed, a bored look on your face as you looked around, only for the bored look to disappear and a smile to appear at the sight of your dad. "Hey." He said, taking a seat beside you and holding your hand in his.

"Hi," You said, a pained look on your face as you twisted around the wrong way, causing sharp pains to shoot through your abdomen. "That hurt." You winced, looking up at your dad as he laughed.

"How are you feeling?" He asked you.

"As good as I can after being stabbed twice," You deadpanned to him. Hotch smiled sadly as you let out a sigh, playing with the ends of the hospital blanket. "I don't think I've ever been so scared." You said quietly, refusing to make eye contact with your dad.

"I know you were scared, I know I was," He said, eliciting a small laugh from you. "Jacks been asking about where you were for the past three weeks, I was running out of things to tell him."

"Speaking of Jack, where is he?" You asked.

"He's with Jessica, don't worry, he's fine," Hotch assured you. You nodded and sighed, resting your head on the pillow and only realising just how tired you actually were. "Tired?" He asked you. You nodded in response and looked at your dad through tired eyes, smiling lazily when he kissed the top of your head. "Alright, get some rest. You're gonna get an earful from Garcia when you wake up about how she's gonna follow you everywhere so nothing bad every happens to you again." He said, quoting Garcia's words from the brief phone call the pair had shared.

"Oh boy, I'm looking forward to it," You grumbled, your voice mumbled by the pillow your face was shoved into. Hotch chuckled and shook his head as he left the hospital room and back to the waiting room. Everyone looked up at him simultaneously.

"She's gonna be fine," Hotch told them, a chorus of signs coming from the members of the BAU.

"Can we see her?" Spencer asked, standing up from the uncomfortable hospital seat that he'd moulded himself into hours earlier.

"Not right now, they're only letting family in for now, that and she's asleep and I don't advise waking Y/N up on any good day," Hotch said, getting a laugh from the rest of the team. "Alright, I have to go, Jessica's dropping Jack off soon and I'm gonna have to tell him about Y/N." He said. Everyone nodded and wished you well as Hotch left, then the team following suit.

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"Can you tell me why I'm not allowed to go to school but to the BAU? You're not working a case, are you?" You asked your dad, looking over at your dad as he pulled into the parking lot of the building. Hotch shook his head as he looked over at you, you knew something was up when he wasn't dressed in his usual work attire, and he'd told you that you'd have a day away from your home school work, since you obviously wouldn't be going back to school for a while.

“I can’t tell you that, it’ll ruin the surprise,” Hotch said, getting out of the car and waiting for you to do the same. You walked over to him as you both started walking into the building. You stepped into the elevator and played some game on your phone until the doors opened with a ping. You cautiously stepped out, taking in the lack of noise from the bullpen. “What are you doing?” Your dad asked you, noticing you’d stopped dead in your tracks. First of all, it was a Saturday and the entire building was empty. Second of all, your dad was never so quiet when it came to things like this, yeah, the man could keep a secret, but he’d always tease you about it, just to piss you off.

So, what made this so special?

“I don’t trust this, I can’t hear Reid mouthing off facts no one asked for or Morgan replying to said useless facts,” You said, raising your eyebrows as you spoke. Hotch nodded his head, understanding where you were coming from.

“Come on, Y/N, let’s go,” Your dad said, standing behind you and pushing you forward, eliciting a groan from you. As he pushed you into the bullpen, you were greeted with a chorus of ‘Surprise!’ and Penelope firing party poppers at you.

“I...do not know what to say,” You said, turning back to look at your dad, whose face held a knowing smirk. “You did this?” You asked him.

“With help from the obvious,” Emily commented. Garcia ran forward and hugged you gently, mindful of the bandages visible through your sweatshirt.

“Oh my sweet, sweet, baby Hotchner, you’re never leaving my sight again,” She said, repeating to you what she’d already said back at the hospital. You smiled at her and giggled, nodding as you raised your hands to not oppose the idea she had. After talking to everyone else, you settled beside Spencer, who put his arm around you. When he’d first met you when you were 5 years old, he’d worried about the Reid effect, he was going to make his bosses daughter cry. But, he was shocked when you were completely calm around him, so comfortable that you were the first person you’d introduced yourself to.

“I’m gonna have to agree with what Garcia said earlier,” Spencer said, getting a groan from you as you looked up at him. “I, being serious! I mean, you’re really small and realistically, you happen to be a-“

“Spencer, shut up,” You said, jokingly punching his shoulder. “Just calm down, alright? I’m fine, you don’t need to worry about me. I already have my dad doing that constantly since I got home from the hospital.” You told him.

“Exactly, he’s your dad, Y/N, it’s pretty much his job to worry about you,” Spencer reminded you. “And worry he did, after your fight, he was snappier, more so than usual.” You smiled sadly.

“Yeah, it got pretty ugly,” You said, raising your eyebrows as you played with the ties of your grey sweatpants. “We’re alright, though. I think after this whole thing we’ve made a silent pact not to fight anymore.” Spencer smiled as he nodded.

“That’s good, you shouldn’t fight with your dad, I don’t know who’d be worse, you or him,” You shook your head and rested it against Spencer’s shoulder.

“Talk quieter, if he hears you it’ll turn into a competition,” You said, a grin on your face as you looked up at Spencer. Like him, you considered him the older brother you never knew you wanted. “That would get nasty really quickly.”

“I kinda wanna see it now,”

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