You walked into the bullpen, a smile on your face. You LOVED your team so much! They all had their own quarks, and you had yours. You where a material/ paternal figure for the team, you would automatically take a bullet for any of them, you where a protecter, and they all loved you.

Every day you brought Rossi a black coffee, Penelope a caramel coffee, and Spencer Vanilla coffee with 2 sugars and a splash of milk. As you made your rounds, you saw Hotch’s office was closed, blinds closed. Derek, Emily and Spencer where all standing around, trying to figure out what was going on

“That’s so weird, his office is never, like, EVER closed.” Emily said, twirling a pen in her hands

“We’re either getting a raise, or a budget cut.” you say, handing Spencer his coffee

“Nice haircut.” Derek said, looking at your hair, it was way shorter then before, it looked a lot fresher

you walked to Penelope’s office, dropping off her coffee, then sat at your desk and logged into your computer