Here we have Lisa Monet, Hank's aunt. I've decided to take things a litle more slower; I just realized I probably rushed through the days far too quickly. And so, without further ado, here is chapter 11. Thank you to MH96 for always reviewing, as well as red2013. Do read and review. :)

Lisa Monet stared concernedly at the two agents before her, the question clear in her eyes. "I've already told you where Hank is." Emily smiled comfortingly at her, gesturing towards the door, "We just have some questions to ask you, Ms. Monet. May we come in?" The older lady stared warily at them and nodded, opening the door wider, "Of course. Please, come in."

Hotch raised a brow when he caught sight of a young girl sitting in the living room, giggling slightly as she watched TV. Lisa smiled softly at her, smoothing her head back. "This is my niece, Calleigh. Calleigh, sweetheart, say hello to our guests." The young girl bent her head shyly as she mumbled a hello and Emily went over to her, kneeling by her as she took her hand. "Hi Calleigh, my name is Emily." Calleigh just smiled slightly at her, reaching a hand out to touch Emily's hair. "Pretty."

The tight lines around Hotch's eyes softened, "She is, isn't she?"

Emily blushed and patted Calleigh's hand before straightening and joining Hotch. "Ms. Monet, do you know where Hank was 5 nights ago?" The woman gestured for the two to seat as she took her seat near Calleigh. "He was at a football match at his high school, I should think."

Hotch leaned forward, "Ms. Monet, this is very important; what time did Hank come home that night?" Hank's aunt frowned, "I'm not quite sure, it was quite late when he returned, though I couldn't tell you the exact time." "Hank told our agents that Calleigh was waiting up for him that night; that she wouldn't go to bed and you called him?"

Lisa nodded, "Yes, that's true. Calleigh refuses to go to bed if Hank isn't here to tuck her in." She glanced at them apologetically, "I'm sorry, agents, but I'm afraid I can't tell you anything much. Hank came home late that night, brought Calleigh to her room and went to school as usual the next day. If I may ask, what is this about?"

Emily glanced at Hotch and spoke softly, "We believe Hank is a suspect in a current murder investigation of 4 girls, including the abduction of a fifth girl." Lisa frowned, "I read about that, she was the mayor's daughter, wasn't she? But Hank couldn't have done it." She looked at them desperately, "Hank's a good boy, agents. He's had a rough childhood, what with his father leaving them at such a young age and his mother's illness; he's had to grow up much too fast to care for his mother and his sister."

"When did you take both Hank and Calleigh in?" Hotch remembered Garcia telling Emily that Hank's mother had died when he was 14; it would stand to reason that Lisa Monet would be their guardian. She smiled sadly and turned to look at her niece, "Almost immediately after Hank's mother, my sister that is, Carrie died. " She sniffed a little, clearly still mourning the loss of her sister. "I uh, I asked Hank to register Calleigh at the Down Syndrome Clinic, you know the one operated by the Children's National Medical Center? I thought it would be better for both Hank and Calleigh; he'd be able to concentrate on his studies and she would get the proper care by professionals."

Emily smiled slightly at her, "They certainly take good care of the patients there. My cousin Leigh is a patient there as well." Lisa smiled at her, "Yes, they are. It was actually Calleigh's assigned caretaker who advised us to let her take Arts classes at Wilson High; they've started offering specialized programmes that Down syndrome students can enroll in since quite a number of the students there have family suffering from this disability."

Hotch nodded, "Ms. Monet, has Calleigh ever been bullied in Wilson high?"

Lisa paled considerably and she glanced at her niece, leaning forward closer to Hotch and Emily. "How did you know about this?" Emily looked at Hotch, a frown marring her brow. "So she has been bullied?" Lisa sighed, "I'm afraid so, although it was just two students. They were rather," her lip pulled back in disgust, "vocal about their opinions regarding Calleigh and Hank caught them at it one day."

Hotch frowned, "Why were the students bullying her? Did they hurt her?" Lisa bit her lip and shook her head, "It would depend on your definition of 'hurt', agent. Physically, they didn't touch her, but verbally, they abused and insulted her in the worst imaginable ways. According to Hank, these students were notorious for their mean streak in school.

In actuality, it wasn't Calleigh's condition that earned their ire. Yes, they would tease her about being a freak, but it wasn't as bad as this one day." She cleared her throat and took a sip of her water, "You see, last year, there was this beauty pageant of sorts at Wilson High, and Hank managed to get Calleigh to join. Apparently one of the girls was a contender for the title as well, and when Calleigh was crowned the winner instead, due to the school's administration agreeing that she deserved the title for her courage, well, the girl didn't take it too well."

Calleigh interrupted then, tugging her aunt's sleeve as she whispered something into her ear. Lisa smiled and kissed her cheek before standing, "Excuse me, agents, my little angel is hungry and clamouring for her lunch. I'll just be a second. Come on Calleigh, let's go get you your lunch."

Emily shot one last smile at Calleigh and leaned in a little closer to Hotch. His eyes softened and he rubbed her arm gently, "You're a natural with children, you know that?" She let out a small sound of contentment, "Mm, I always wanted kids one day, but," She sighed and smiled slightly at him, "No time ever seemed like the best time."

He kissed her forehead, "You'll have your chance yet, Em. You know how Jack loves you; you've been in his life ever since Haley and I divorced, even more so since she died." He squeezed her shoulder gently, "If it's any consolation, Jack will always be your little boy too." Emily's countenance softened; Hotch very rarely spoke of her relationship with his son and she was grateful that they'd move past the point where talking about his feelings were awkward. Stealing a quick kiss, she settled back into the couch just as Lisa returned. "Thank you, Aaron."

The older woman refilled the agents' coffee cups and sat back. "Well, as I was saying, the two girls didn't take too kindly to Calleigh being crowned. The teasing escalated into taunts, and eventually they physically abused her." A stormy look entered her eyes, "Hank even caught one girl slapping her. Of course, he didn't let the abuse to his sister go. He stopped them and went to the head teacher, in which case the girls got suspended."

Hotch nodded, "Can you tell us what these girls' names are?" Lisa smiled grimly, "I should think you needn't have to worry about them, agent. You see, one of the girls, the main aggressor really, was the girl killed last year, Selina Camden and her friend, Cynthia Nelson."

A.N. Updates will be late, very much late as I will be on holiday for 2 weeks. England here I come! I promise I'll update when I get back. In the mean time, let me know what needs changing or anything that you liked. :)