Chapter Two

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-Third-Person-Pov-
Blu walks into the precinct and to holts office. Hotch looks at her and speaks firmly.

"Pull up your shirt."
She roles her eyes.

"You may have adopted me but-"
He cuts her off, shouting slightly.

"I said to pull up your shirt, Now."
She flinches and pulls her shirt up, just below her bust. Hotch clenches his jaw and people walking by stair.

"What happened?"
She looks down at the bruises and scars and newer cuts and looks away.

"nothing-"

"Who did this?"
She gets frustrated.

"It's none of your fucking business! Just leave me alone!"
The yelling causes a curious spencer to walk in.

"Is everything alright in here?"
Blu pulls down her shirt right after he sees some of the marks.

"fuck you hotch. leave me alone."
She ignores him and walks out. Hotch is left sad and frustrated and spencer is full of questions.

-Spencer-Pov-
I look at hotch.

"What was that?"
He looks distraught, sad and upset, confused.

"Could you... Follow her tonight?"

"Why? What's going on?"
He sighs.

"I think she's in an abusive relationship..."
I nod.

"I understand, I will see what is going on."
I walk out and drive to meet derek at Sawyers home.

-Blu-Pov-
i pull up and see cops being led by derek moving around in and out of my house, just like i thought. i get out and derek walks up to me.

"Not much of well, anything in your house. An old couch, fridge, some clothes, but basically nothing else. Now tell me, Why is that?"
i shrug.

"well, i did just move in. now, if you dont mind, i have places to go, have fun."
i walk back to my car and start driving. I get a call and answer, flinching at the loud voice.

"WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!"

"i-im on my way-"

"Get over here in ten minutes or else."

"y-yes sir..."
he hangs up. i shiver as i think about last time....

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