Pairing: Derek Morgan x F! Reader
Warnings: Language, Angst(?) Profiler, Profiled, Fluff, Derek Morgan in a whole.
Hands, put your empty hands in mine.
And scars show me all the scars you hide.
It was one of Y/N’s first cases in the field— heading to Chicago because Derek had gotten arrested for murder of all things. Everyone was shocked and knew there was absolutely no way that Morgan could do such a thing. The detective on the case was a complete ass. He wouldn’t listen to anyone or anything and Derek refused to talk.
Morgan was never on the other side of the table, never the one handcuffed. He was innocent but he was refusing to talk— to share anything and it was eating everyone alive. Hotch especially. This wasn’t like him and everyone knew it— especially Y/N. Her hand wrapped around the door handle, opening it and heading in— letting out a breath as she saw the broken man in the chair.
“Derek” she spoke softly, placing the file down on the table as she sat across from him. “Derek you have to talk to someone” she pleaded, biting her lip. Derek shook his head, “No. I didn’t do this and I’m sitting in here when I could be out there helping find the sick son of a bitch who did!” he all but yelled.
Y/N winced at the tone and squeezed her eyes shut before she nodded in understanding, reaching across and grabbing his hand. “I know— I know you didn’t and everyone else on the team knows you didn’t. But we have to prove that, Derek. How can we find that out?” she begged, needing to know how to save him.
Hey if your wings are broken, please take mine so yours can open too. Cause’ I’m gonna stand by you.
“I don’t know, Y/N. I just don’t” Morgan answered harshly, ripping his hand from hers and glaring at her. Oh he knew. He knew and he also knew he would never stand a chance in a court against him.
“Derek no matter what you do, no matter the glares or the harshness I’m going to stand by you. I will walk through hell with you, Derek Morgan. You know this and the sooner you talk to us the sooner we can get you out of here” Y/N barked, standing up and storming out— watching from the one way as Hotch entered.
“Carl Buford” he voiced, Derek’s head snapping up and his jaw clenching as he stood up. “Are you fucking with me?” he asked— Hotch remaining calm.
“We need you to tell us about Carl Buford, Morgan” he spoke evenly. Derek shook his head— tears brimming in his eyes. “All I want is a little bit of goddamn privacy and you dig and dig. Fuck off, Hotch!” he yelled.
Tears make kaleidoscopes in your eyes
I know you’re hurting but so am I.
He stood face to face with the man who had ruined him, who fucked his life up and who tore him down. He didn’t know that Leia and Hotch where just around the corner and didn’t have any idea about the Chicago PD officers either.
“You killed those boys” Derek spoke, “Because you knew they’d talk. You knew they’d expose what you do” he croaked. Carl shook his head, playing off his part of the innocent bystander perfectly.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about—“ “You know damn well what I’m talking about!” he yelled— his jaw clenched and body rigid in posture. “You took them up to the cabin, you gave them a lil’ something to drink before you touched them. All after making them feel like they owed you this. I know because you did it to me.”
“Even if you told them they’d never believe you” Carl smirked, the police moving in just to handcuff him. Derek made eye contact with Y/N before he moved past her. She watched with sad eyes, everything making sense. All of it falling into place.
She rushed out after him— just in time to see him break down. The younger girl pulled him into her arms. “It’s okay” she whispered soothingly, rubbing his back as he clung to her.
the heart sometimes it’s unclear why it’s beating
I guess truth is what you believe in
I guess faith is having reason
“I’m so sorry” Y/N told him as she handed him a mug of tea, sitting next to him as they looked out at D.C. “We shouldn’t have pushed you, Derek. I meant what I said though— I’ll walk through hell with you. You’re not alone.”
“I used to go to church” Derek admittedly spoke, “But after he started what he did with me I thought how on Earth could such a good great God allow something like this to happen. I lost my faith and soon everything turned into reason. I believed in the law and that was about it. It was a case that brought me back to religion but something like that can change you so— so much.”
Y/N nodded in understanding and laid her head on his shoulder, his arm wrapping around her lovingly. “You’re all I ever knew I needed” he told her, looking down and connecting their lips in the first of many kisses.
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