Secrets

A Hotch drabble by Windgale

Disclaimer: Didn't own it yesterday, don't own it today, won't own it tomorrow.


Aaron Hotchner had almost always had that blank, stoic look on his face. He shook his head gently, trying not remember as he shifted some papers around on his desk. It was all but impossible not to think about the moment his face had set that way.

He had been in high school. His freshman year. He was finishing up his homework at lunch. He usually sat by himself, something he did not mind. That day, though, he was joined by three boys he barely knew. They sat across from him, looking at him. Aaron looked up to acknowledge their presence, then resumed working on his paper. He had no clue why the boys were there, but for whatever reason, they were staring at him intently.

It was then that the middle boy spoke, saying the sentence that would ring in his ears for eternity. "We know your secret."


Author's Note: This was the Hotch drabble that kinda went along with the little Reid drabble I posted. I was thinking of compiling them all into one story of drabbles, but they'd mainly only be Hotch and Reid drabbles, with occasional Morgan and Garcia ones. They're the only characters I know well enough to personify. x)

Anyway, R&R and all that. Should I do more drabbles?