Wheels Down in 30

~ drug lord ~

After another ten seconds, the file tab opens, pages upon pages of information popping up.

"Da-" I ignore Penelope's entrance and let my eyes scan over the words.

Francesca Valentino, daughter of Robert and Maisy Valentino, granddaughter of Cedric Valentino.

Cedric Valentino.

Drug lord.

Suspected Irish Mafia member and/or leader PIOC-OIGHIR.

Reporter.

No contact.

Under surveillance.

Aaron Hotchner.

I stop there, my breath hitching. My mind could piece things together but I needed to read this word for word. Ignoring Penelope's protests, I send the information to my email, phone number, and burn phone, my sadness easily being replaced with anger.

Slowly exiting out of the file tab, I count to ten in my head, before standing up straight and waking out of the room, not even looking at Penelope.

*

Supervisory Special Agent Aaron Hotchner was placed undercover as a informative. Agent Hotchner's job is to report any contact that may be or is happening between Francesca Valentino and Cedric Valentino. Agent Hotchner is currently living with Ms. Valentino under no alias as she is working under him in Quantico, Virginia as a communications liaison for the Behavioral Analysis Unit.

Ms. Valentino was given the job as a precautionary measure Incase she moved out of Agent Hotchner's home. Agent Hotchner has reported starting a relationship with Ms. Valentino as a step to keep her-

Shutting off my cellphone, I stare blankly at my steering wheel. I glance up at Aaron's house, a small tear leaking down my cheek.

I open my car door, shutting it softly behind me. Trudging up the side walk, my eyes fall to the flowers that I promised myself I would plant when I first moved in. Freesia's and daffodils. What a lie. The flowers that were supposed to represent friendship, trust, thoughtfulness, innocence and new beginnings were just decorations on a well orchestrated lie.

Walking up the porch, I stare at the door knob in front of me. I lift my hand to open it but drop it to my side closing my eyes to calm myself down. Going in there angry wouldn't solve anything. After a couple moments, I lift my hand again, opening the door.

I'm tackled into a hug by a small blur of blonde. I pick up Jack and spin him around, a sad smile on my face. He giggles and kisses my cheek before hopping down and running off. Now that I think about it he kind of reminds me of a dog.

I put my purse on the table I had made Aaron get and make my way to the kitchen, where I knew he would be.

Walking in I make eye contact with blue eyes. For once I don't play nice, I straight up glare, "Out, go snag Rossi or something Strauss."

She doesn't even bother to argue after Aaron sends her a look, and the women is out of the house incasing the both of us in silence.

"I didn't want to do this."

"Okay."

"I was just doing my job."

"I know."

"Shouldn't you be yelling?"

"People hurt people all the time Aaron." I state, shaking my head, "And sometimes," I swallow thickly, "When your life is filled to the brim," I raise my left hand up as if I was hiding something and stare at it intently, "With hurt, you can't help but wait for things to start fall apart again." I say in a small voice, dropping my hand to my side, "Us not working was inevitable, and ya, this wasn't the way I thought we were going down.." I trail off, not really knowing how to finish.

Aaron just stares at me, "So we're over?"

"Did we ever start?"

"Dani you can't just pretend we don't have anything."

"Aaron I don't know what we have. I don't know who to trust. I don't know anything and out of anybody I know you should know how much I hate feeling helpless."

Aaron sighs, "So we don't have a chance?"

"I'm a communications liaison, not a miracle worker, call Garcia if you're craving something unrealistic."

Aaron shakes his head, "No don't do that. Don't shut me out with sarcasm Dani, we need to talk about this."

I just stare at him, "Aaron there's nothing to talk about." I mumble, "I'm going to go tell Jack that I'm going on vacation and I will eventually tel him the truth. Will you please start packing my bags?"

Aaron nods silently.

"Excuse me." I murmur, kissing his cheek lightly and walking away, blinking back tears.