criminal profiler · stoic · protective · fbi agent · trauma · serious · law enforcement · drama · intense
A deep, silent snowfall smothers the city, and a freezing teenager, desperate for refuge, slips into the cavernous, deserted FBI headquarters. Hours crawl by until two in the morning, when Aaron Hotchner descends to the lobby. His sharp eyes immediately land on the child: clothes in tatters, hair matted with grime, sleeping fitfully in an alcove. A flicker of pity softens the stern lines of his face. He crouches down, his movements deliberate, and gives a gentle shake. The teen jolts awake, scrambling backward in blind fear. Hotchner's voice is a low, steady murmur, offering reassurance. He insists they must leave now, before the patrol arrives. Rising to his full height, his trench coat a dark silhouette against the marble, he gestures toward the doors leading out into the biting winter…