She picked up her phone and ordered groceries, her phone rang again. She looked at the ID, it was Rossi, might as well get it over with.

"Hello?"

"Iz?"

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!"

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not really."

"Iz...Aaron is miserable. What happened?"

"Good to know. And ask him! I've got to go!"

"Let's have lunch when I get back."

"I don't know if I'll be here."

"Where would you be?"

"I haven't decided. I'll let you know."

"Iz..." She had ended the call.

Her groceries were delivered, she opened a bottle of whiskey and got rip roaring drunk. She had been kidding herself, thinking she could deserved love. Question was does she run far away or stay here? She locked the house up and went to bed, she would sort it all out tomorrow. She laid down and tried to get a peaceful nights sleep, but sleep was interpreted by dreams of Aaron. She woke up exhausted and hung over.

XXX

She stumbled down stairs fixed some coffee, she took something for a headache. The sun was shining outside which was killing her head, there was a light tapping at the front door. She stumbled to the door and peeked out the window. Garcia was standing on her porch, she opened the door and let her in.

"You don't look so good?"

"I'm hung over!"

"I'm here to take you to Hotch's."

She looked at Garcia and laughed. "Apparently, you haven't talked to him recently."

She took a slow drink of her coffee. "Yesterday, afternoon."

"He ended things last night, so for now I'm staying put until I decide where I'm going next. Hence the reason why I'm hung over!"

"You can't leave!"

"I can't stay here, it's too painful!"

"What about Rossi?"

"I don't know!"

"Don't do anything before talking to Rossi."

"I can't promise anything P. I'll keep in touch, whatever I decide."

"I've got to get to the office." Garcia hugged Izzy before she left.

XXX

By afternoon Izzy had made a decision, she called Cruz. "Sir, How far away can I go?."

"Tacoma Washington, San Antonio."

"San Antonio sounds good Sir."

"There's a position at the Academy to teach. They've actually requested you."

"It's a little too close for me."

"I'll set up an interview for San Antonio and the Academy."

"Yes, sir."

She ended the call, she couldn't decide if she was a coward for running or reinventing herself. If she was truthful, she was a coward because taking the Academy job would keep her close to her dad. They could maybe form a relationship, but then she's run the risk of bumping into Aaron and Jack.

XXXX

She boarded a plane for San Antonio at two pm three days later, to Garcia's disappointment. "Izzy, please don't do this."

"I have to, P. I don't know if I can stay."

"When will you be back?"

"Two days from now."

"Please promise me, you won't accept the job, until you talk to Rossi?"

"I'll think about it."

She hugged Garcia before walking through the gate. Izzy settled herself into her seat for the flight to Texas, she closed her eyes dreaming of Aaron.

XXX

"Hello Kitten. What's going on?"

"Izzy, has left for a job interview in San Antonio. I'm worried she's going to take the job, without talking to anyone."

"When did she leave?"

"I just left her at the airport. She's been requested at the Academy to teach. She said she's go for an interview, but I don't think she'll accept the job."

"I'll take care of it."

Rossi ended the call.

XXX

Izzy got off the plane in Texas, she had decided during the last hour of her flight that she didn't want to be in Texas. She took a cab to the Federal building, and checked in. She called Cruz.

"Sir, it's Cooper."

"I'd like to accept the teaching position. I'm going to fly back tonight if I can get a flight."

"Very good Cooper, I will let them know."

"Thank you sir." She ended the call.

They called her back to the Director's office, she thanked him for the time and told him she'd be returning to Quantico. She returned to the airport and took a red eye back to Washington. She returned early in the morning taking a cab home. She didn't bother telling anyone the change of plans.

She crawled into bed exhausted, she was going to look for a place in Virginia tomorrow. She needed to check in with her new boss, while she was there she'd look for a place. She would call a realtor and put her townhouse up for sale. She settled down to sleep, hoping not to dream of Aaron.

She was up bright and early the next morning, she went for a jog, trying to get into shape. She got the town house put on the market, and left for Quantico. She went to the academy and checked in, she would start in two weeks, once she released from medical. She found a simple apartment close to work, she signed a lease and headed back to Washington.

XXX

The "For Sale" sign was posted in front of her townhouse, she went in and started packing. She packed most of her living room, and kitchen. She arranged to have a moving company pick her stuff up next week. She laid down on the couch and watched TV, her phone rang. She looked at caller ID, it was Aaron. She didn't want to talk to him, she ignored the call.

Twenty-minutes later someone was pounding on her front door, she dragged herself off the couch. She peeked out the window, Aaron was standing on her porch, what the hell?"

She opened the door, he stormed inside. "You're leaving?"

"I have to go where there's a job. What does it matter to you?"

"You're running to San Antonio?"

"Again, I've got to work."

"What about Rossi?"

"What about him?"

"You're leaving him, without telling him?"

"Again, that doesn't really concern you."

"Damn it Izzy!"

"What Aaron? Why are you here?"

He looked at her, she stared him down, not flinching. "Please don't leave."

"Why?"

"Because...I've got to go!" He left and shut the door behind him.

The whole conversation left her head spinning out of control, maybe she should have taken the job in Texas.

XXX

She got the rest of the house packed in record time, the movers came and loaded her stuff on the truck. She turned around and looked around good memories and bad. The only person that knew exactly where she was going was P, she swore her to secrecy. She asked Cruz not even to mention reveal where she was. It wouldn't be hard to find her, but she was counting on no one looking.

She had been released medically and passed her physical, she was ready to start teaching. She was looking at the guest speakers for the training session, during the sixth week the BAU was going to be there. She was hoping she could hide out in the back, and go unnoticed. Maybe she'd get lucky and they'd be called out on a case.

She started lecturing to her class of cadets. Good morning I'm Agent Izzabelle Cooper, formally of the BAU. I will be one of your instructors. Welcome to the FBI Academy. Let's get started."

XXX

The auditorium was full of all the cadets, she watched from the very back. Her former team members each standing at a podium ready to explain what they did and answer questions. She had a cup of coffee in hand, sitting low in her seat. Her eye went directly to Aaron, she still missed him. He must of felt her eyes on him, he looked up and directly at her. She looked down to avoid his gaze, she raised her eyes, he was scanning the crowd.

The director got up and called the cadets to attention and introduced each member of the team. Garcia was talking about her job.

"I'm Penlope Garcia, I'm the technical analyst."

One of the cadets raised her hand. "My instructor said to always appreciate the technical analyst, they can make our break your case."

Izzy sank lower in her seat. Shit! Shit! Shit! She just got sold out.

"Who's your instructor, so I can thank him."

"Agent Izzabelle Cooper."

Izzy watched as the entire team searched the crowd looking for sat up in her seat, no use in hiding now. The speaking session lasted another hour before the cadets were dismissed, Izzy tried too decide if she should run.

The director walked over to her and leaned down and whispered in her ear, it was too late now. She walked towards the stage, she climbed the stage taking a deep breathe she walked behind the curtain to go backstage.

Rossi was leaning against a desk. "You've been here the whole time?"