Ch. 8
This is something I just felt I had to write. It's not exactly a funeral scene it's the thoughts of the other characters while at Hotch's funeral. It's still very sad and you might want to have a tissue close by.
The sun was shining the birds were chirping and the sky was a brilliant shade of blue. But Hayley Hotchner didn't see the sun shining or hear the birds chirping she couldn't even hear the words of the minister. All she could do was stare at the coffin they would soon be lowering in to the ground. The love of her life was in that coffin and so was the biggest part of her heart. Hayley desperately wanted to crawl into the coffin and let them bury her with Aaron. But she knew she couldn't do that no matter how much she might want to. Jack needed her and so did this new baby they had already lost one parent she wasn't about to make them orphans.
Jason couldn't stop the tears he wasn't sure that he wanted to. Hotch was the best friend Jason had had in a long time and now he was gone. Life was a precious and fragile thing and death wasn't picky about who it took. Or the mess it left behind Jason thought as he held Hayley a little bit tighter and thought about little Jack and the baby growing in Hayley's womb.
Morgan his eyes hidden behind dark sunglasses could feel the hot tears sliding down his cheeks. He had tried to keep them wiped off when they had first started but now they were coming to fast. He had denied them for to long. Right now he didn't care who saw him his friend was gone and he couldn't hide the pain any more. Derek looked to the right when he felt an arm slip around his waist. Penelope smiled at him through her tears and then laid her head on his shoulder.
Penelope laid her head against Derek's shoulder the tears rolling freely down her cheeks. Sure Hotch had been a stick in the mud but he would fight tooth and nail for the victim and for his team. Hotch was a good man and she was going to miss him.
Spencer couldn't believe he of all people had a beautiful woman crying on both of his shoulders. JJ had her head lying against his right shoulder and was almost painfully clutching his hand. Emily's head was lying against his left. Reid wasn't sure how much longer he could keep the tears in his throat was aching painful and it was getting hard to breathe.
JJ clung Spencer's hand as the tears flowed down her face. Hotch had been a real hard ass but he had been the first boss she'd ever had that ask her opinion about a cases and actually listened to what she had to say. She knew in her heart Hotch only acted hard he had to or the job would have eaten him alive.
This was all her fault that's the only thought that ran through Emily's head as she listened to the preacher. She knew she was making Reid uncomfortable and probably making JJ a little jealous but she couldn't hold her head up she was glad Reid was there to rest her head on. She hadn't been with the team for a year yet she knew the rest of the team was probably wondering why she was taking Hotch's death so hard. Thank God they didn't know the truth.
Elle stood in the back away from the rest of the mourners. She had know it would be hard to come back but she never would have been able to live with herself if she didn't come back to say good bye. It would be like pouring salt in an open wound to have to leave again but looking around she knew that her friends would be ok their lives had moved on.
Thanks for reading I hope you didn't have to use to many tissues. Don't forget to review. Please read the next chapter it's the last one and there's a big surprise.