Aaron Hotchner X Daughter Reader
Decided to try a different point of view.
Summary: You are a teenage kid of Aaron Hotchner. You also are the older sibling to Jack, your five year old brother. Your mother was killed right in front of you and your little brother. You have nightmares.
Warning this is kind of creepy mentions of Foyet and hallucinations/flashbacks.
You gasp sitting up from your bed waking yourself from another nightmare, you haven't had a good night sleep for days now, the anniversary of your mother's death is next month. You breath in and out deeply trying to not wake up your Dad or brother.
You jump as your dad knocks on the door breathing in and out you call back "I'm fine dad" The tone of your voice alerted him something was wrong, as he slowly opened the door.
“Are you sure? I heard you gasp.”
He walks into your room as he closes the door behind him. He sits down on the side of your bed, as he places a hand on your shoulder.
“Y/N. What’s wrong?” You huff at him "nothing is wrong okay your just being paranoid dad" you tell him.
He chuckled slightly at this response, but he was still a bit worried about you, but he ruffled your hair, like he used to when you were a kid.
He ruffled your hair jokingly. “I just want you to know that you can always come talk to me if you need a listening ear, alright?" You smile "I know dad"
He smiled back, as he got to his feet, knowing that this was going as well as it could for now.
“I’m going back to bed. Try and get some shut eye alright?”
You smile "Okay sleep well, love you"
He gave a nod before leaving, turning all the lights off as he did. Despite he wasn’t completely convinced, at least you are okay for now.
You sit in the dark of your room flinching at the dark spots and shudder remembering Foyet.
You wait a while convinced he was asleep before sneaking from your room and down the stairs into the kichen, you grabbed a glass and turned on the sink once full you sat at the kichen island.
He had been laying in bed, just before he was about to fall asleep, but then he heard the sound of the water in the kitchen sink. It piqued his interest.
After debating on it for a few minutes, he got out of his bed and left his room before making his way downstairs to the kitchen.
As you finish drinking you put the glass in the sink and turn to walk off as you do you hear footsteps in the dark flinching slightly you grab a knife and look around you.
He made it into the kitchen and immediately sees you holding a knife. He put his hands up and went over to you slowly as he tried to calm the situation slightly.
“Y/N, it’s just me kiddo.” You jump losing your grip on the knife quickly grabbing it you hiss as you cut you hand. "Fuck, Dad you scared me" the knife makes a loud ringing as it fell.
“Y/N! I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” He quickly went over to you, noticing the knife and your hand. “Are you okay? Let me see your hand kiddo.”
You flinch when the knife drops and see him walk over in his pjamas. He got over to you, noticing the flinch at the knife but just brushed it off as you were just a bit spooked by him.
“Sorry again for scaring you. But kiddo let me see your hand. Are you okay?” You groan as you look at your hand it sliced you good. "I'm fine dad " you tell him holding your hand out.
He gently took your hand, examining the cut before looking at you with a small sigh. “You’re bleeding pretty badly. Hold on a moment, okay?”
He quickly got up, going to one of the kitchen drawers before rummaging through it, looking for some bandages and gauze to clean and bandage your hand.
You nod and jump up into the counter swinging your legs, your eyes alert looking at the dark hallway.
He found bandage items before walking back to you. He saw that you were looking at something in the dark hallway and was curious.
“You okay kiddo? Why are you looking down the hall like that?”
You jump startled, He raised an eyebrow at that. But stood infront of you.
"I’m just going to take care of this cut on your hand, okay?” You nod giving him your hand. He takes your hand gently before taking a good look at how deep the cut is.
He was slightly concerned but tried to not show it as he started cleaning the cut, gently being cautious to not hurt you in the process.
“Could you tell me what you were doing up so late?” You shrug "needed a drink" which was true.
He raised an eyebrow, knowing that this wasn’t entirely true. But he also knew that there wasn’t a point in pushing the subject at the moment. Instead, he just let it go.
“Why didn’t you just get the drink and come back upstairs to your room? Why come down here?” you shrug again at that.
He sighed, noticing the shrugs. He didn’t know if he should try and keep pushing the subject or not at this point. He just continued to bandage your hand as he looked at you.
“Come on kiddo, don’t give me the shrugs. I know there’s more to it.” You huff looking at the hallway again. "It's nothing dad"
He noticed that you were looking down the hallway yet again. He knew something was up with that and now his protective mode was starting to kick in. His voice was calm yet slightly firm as he continued to bandage your hand.
“Why do you keep looking down the hallway? Are you expecting something to happen?”
You jump and look at him "no why would you think that" He could tell something was up, but He just stayed calm for now as he finished bandaging your hand.
“Well, I’m just confused as to why you keep looking down the hall like you are expecting something to happen. What is going on?”
You look at the hallway again. A image flashes, it was Foyet after he killed your mom he came after you, you hid in the kichen and grabbed a knife but he appeared in the hallway out of thr darkness.
He just finished up bandaging your hand “Y/N… Are you scared of the dark?” You look at him then at your hand.
"I'm scared of what's in the dark" you mutter staring at the hallway again. His heart sank slightly hearing He looked at you, his tone soft.
“Y/N… There’s nothing in the dark. I promise you.”
You look at him eyes haunted "but there is there always is" you tell him eyeing the hallway past his shoulder.
He put a hand on your shoulder, He did slightly turn to see the hall, but he didn’t see any sign of anyone or anything.
That definitely raised a red flag for him. The way you were talking about this “something” in the dark. He gently made you look at him.
“Y/N, what are you talking about? Who is ‘always there’?” You tear your eyes away from the hallway. You look at your dad as you say to scared you speak his name as if he'll appear.
He paused, not wanting to believe it, but knew the whole situation. He held eye contact with you. “Do you mean Foyet?” He asks. You nod.
You shake your head anxiously. "He's always there, laughing ans holding a knife" you cover your eyes not wanting to see.
He sighed, knowing that he had triggered something. He put a hand on your shoulder, knowing this was difficult for both of them, but he was trying to comfort you.
“Y/N, look at me, kid. He’s not here. He can’t get to you. I’m here.” Your dad mutters to you
His heart sank again at that, knowing that you were going back to that day. He moved closer to you, putting his arms around you, trying to comfort you the best he could.
“Y/N, listen to me. He’s gone. I promise he’s not here. Open your eyes and look around. See that everything is okay.”
You shake your head eyes glassy. You never told your dad what happened to you that day he only knew what happened you haley ans Jack you were too traumatized when they found you. "He's never gone-"
It broke his heart seeing you so afraid and so shaken. He continued to try and calm you down, doing his best, just trying to convince you. “Y/N,Tell me in your mind why you think he is still here."
You cling to your dad avoiding the dark hallway. "H-he appeared from the dark, he's always in the dark waiting" you mutter anxiously.
He holds you close, trying to calm you down as best he can, but also having to hear that Foyet just came from the dark to attack you.
He’s never heard that before and it made him feel sick for you that you had to live through that.
“Okay, okay. What about today? What triggered you to look down the hallway so much?"
"Dark, too dark everywhere" you mutter you know you probably sound crazy to him right now.
He continues to hold you close, rubbing your back gently, not wanting to upset you more, but just wanting to know more of what you think is happening.
“Okay, so it’s the dark that’s making you think someone is there. Do you think about anything when you picture the dark?”
"Foyet" you whisper as if saying his name will make him appear. He holds you just that bit tighter when you say that name. He never wanted to hear that name again, let alone hear you say it.
“Okay, and do you think he’s going to come get you? Even though he’s gone and we’re safe?” He still spoke softly, not wanting to alarm you. He did glance at the dark hallway, just to make sure there was nothing there.
You nod clinging to your dad. You nod slowly "I see flashes when it's dark of him when he cornered me"
His heart sinks further at that answer and hearing you say that. He just wraps you closer in a hug. “And this is what you’ve been living with ever since the night of…”
You nod looking at the hallway again. "I protected Jack, he never heard or saw anything" He nods, knowing that you did protect Jack through all that happened, but now he’s just realizing how much it’s affected you, and how he never knew that before.
“You did great, kiddo. You protected Jack so well. You did very good.”
He holds you a while until you eventually calm down and fall asleep in his arms happy that he is there and know he will protect you.
Hope you liked this oneshot, sorry for the wait this is definitely a long one. Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes.
