charlotte's pov.
author's note: i am well aware that charlotte's pov is technically emily's in the episode (2x12), but i changed it to fit better. enjoy :) xoxo <3TW: MENTIONS OF OF SEXUAL ASSAULT.
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I walk into the office of the youth center, knocking on the wall in front of the open door. I notice that no ones inside, so I walk into it slowly, followed by Dennison.
"Hello? Mr. Buford?" I call out, looking around the office.
I notice trophies on the shelves hanging on the walls, "Wow! This guy's been honored by everybody but the nobel society." I state.
Dennison nods, "That's Carl Buford." He states.
"Who are you?" A small, light-skinned kid asks, approaching Dennison and I slowly.
I turn to the kid, "I'm with the FBI." I state.
"Do you know Derek Morgan?" He asks, a wide grin growing across his face.
I nod, "Yeah. He's a friend of mine." I state.
The kid nods, "I've been trying to call him."
"He's a little busy right now. Is there something I can do to help you?" I ask.
The kid shakes his head, "I just...a friend of mine. Soemone killed him yesterday." He states in a soft tone, shutting his shoulders.
"Do you know something about who might have done it?" Dennison asks.
The kid shakes his head again, "No. Derek's always tellinf me if I need somebody to talk to, about anything, I can call him. Guess I just wanted to...I don't know." He states.
I nod, "I'll tell you what, why don't you give me your name and I'll let him know that you've been trying to reach him." I state, grabbing out a small pad of paper and a pen.
"James Barfield." The kid states.
I nod, writing his name down, "Does he know where to find you?" I ask.
James nods, "He can find me here." He states.
"Anytime?" I ask.
James nods again, "All the time." He states as I nod in understanding, smiling softly.
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derek's pov.
"Carl Buford." Hotch states, walking into the interrogation room, slamming the door behind him as he rushes beside me.
I look up to him from my seat, "What?" I ask.
Hotch looks back to me, "Carl Buford, he runs the youth center." He states, sternly.
I gulp loudly, leaning back, "What's that got to do with anything?" I ask.
Hotch's brow furrows, "He's responsible for getting your records expunged." He states.
I slam my fist against the table, "I told you to stay the hell out of my business!" I exclaim.
"You said you visit the youth center every time you come here." Hotch states, sternly.
"So what?" I ask, loudly.
He shakes his head, "Buford says he hasn't spoken to you in years. Why don't you visit the man who made your career possible?"
I smack the file box out of anger, making it fly off the table, "Damn you, Hotch!" I exclaim, my body filling with anger.
"It is none of your damn business." I state, sternly, my body trembling in fear.
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