Drabble: A secret their secret
Word Count: 288
Genre: Hurt/Comfort
Summary: JJ's overwhelmed by her feelings of guilt and sympathy for a little girl they couldn't save. Hotch struggles to watch her in pain, after all, he has to keep their relationship secret.
A secret. Their secret.
His eyes met her own blues as they sat on the jet. It'd been a hard case. Of course, there were never easy ones. But this one, more than the others...
They'd been sent on a search for a missing child. And unfortunately, they'd been too late. He watched the way she shook, the way she closed her eyes and the way her lips moved. She was counting. He could almost hear her thoughts. Breathe in, breathe out.
He knew her thoughts were on her own son, Henry. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't thinking about Jack.
A secret. Their secret.
How he longed to go over there, and hold her. It was against his character, and he and the team knew it. Doing so would be an obvious indicator of their secret relationship.
He watched her shakily pull out the case file. The girl had only been four years old, and she'd gone painfully. Why wasn't anyone else going to her? It was only him. He was the only one watching her. Reid and Blake were playing some sort of card game, and Morgan had his head phones in. Rossi was snoring, luckily not too loudly. It was just him.
A secret. Their secret.
Her eyes opened, and he saw the tears that threatened to spill. She was struggling not to cry. One more glance at the girl, the innocent girl, and one fell. There was no more hesitation, no thought of who saw. He was on his feet, he was by her and he was pulling her close, kissing her gently on the cheek.
A secret. Their secret. Well, not anymore.
Author's Note: Yeah, I know. This was a little weird. But...