Chapter 8: My heart feels dead inside, it's cold and hard and petrified
Left alone once again in the interrogation room he had time to reflect. He thought of her and the ones before her. He thought of Aaron, his lover.
He could still hear the pain and anger in his voice as he told them that they had made a mistake. It couldn't have possibly been true. The rage that took over when he saw the cuffs being placed on the thin wrists.
It took both Rossi and Morgan to hold him back. The disgust that evoked from their touches.
Hotch had a thing about loyalty, it meant everything to him. Reid was flattered over how out of his way Hotch went to protect him. He was pretty sure had they not found the evidence they did he would have denied his lover's guilt till his last breath.
The look that came over Hotch when he finally confessed would be permanently engraved in his brain.
