He would never lose control and let his family down the way his father had let him down. He had made that vow long ago, a promise that he’d never be like his father. Not many people had known that Aaron’s father was an alcoholic, and even fewer knew that this was the reason why Aaron never drank in excess. A late-night horror reel that never flickered, not even when he opened his eyes. Aaron’s mind wanted to race through a million thoughts all at once, but it felt frozen. Usually, he would have stayed in the office for hours on end, trying to catch up on paperwork, but not that night. Jack was with Jessica for the night, as he always was when Aaron returned home from a case too late. The path that led him to you.Īaron first met you right after Haley died. The path that led him deeper into damnation…the path that gave him the only peace he’d felt in so long. They couldn’t tell you the first step they took on the path that inevitably led them here.Īaron had always thought they were lying, but now he knew they were.īecause he knew the exact moment that he made the choice to set foot on this path. No matter the crime, the incident, the indiscretion, somehow, all of these people on trial had no idea how they’d arrived at this point in their lives. “ I don’t know how this happened,“ they’d say. When Aaron was a prosecutor, he heard the same story begin the same way hundreds of times. Consider these fics my love letters to all of you.

I know this fandom is dying out, and I know I have WIPs to do, but I wanted to put some new content out there for you. If I missed anything lemme know.Ī/n: My birthday is on the 5th, so, in celebration I’ve decided to publish 5 one shots. Oral sex (female receiving), spanking, dirty talk, mild anal play, some choking if you squint.

He knows exactly how he ended up on the path that lead him to damnation…that lead him to you.Ĭontent Warning: Angst, mentions of loss, depression, etc. Summary: Aaron Hotchner has heard countless people say, “I don’t know how this happened.” He always thought they were lying, now he knows they were.

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