Anyone Wanna Validate Me Rn Or What
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Seattle: A Series
Chapter 15: Transfer
(A/N): Better late than never today, right? Because it’s happening! It’s finally happening!! Time for lots of snark and pettiness!
Series Summary: From the moment they are assigned to each other as partners at their first placements at the FBI’s Seattle field office, Special Agents Y/n L/n and Aaron Hotchner are clearly the perfect match for each other: driven, intelligent, courageous, and both working towards the ultimate goal of becoming profilers. While learning the ropes of the Bureau, they become everything to each other: a rock, a confidant, the person they trust their life with, best friends, and maybe even something more.
Series Warnings: Angst, Fluff, Mentions of Normal Criminal Minds Things, Mentions of Sexism, Season 5 and 9 Spoilers, Mentions of Infidility/Cheating, Mentions of Divorce, Mentions of Death.
Word Count: 2.6K
Song: In Your Atmosphere by John Mayer
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“Maybe one day we’ll meet again and explain to each other what really happened. Maybe one day we’ll finally understand. Until then, I hope you live your best life. And I hope you really do all the things you always said you wanted to do.” -R.M. Drake
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FOUR YEARS LATER
“Alright, I think all that’s left is your closet,” Aubrey said as she reentered, looking around my living room at all the recently packed and sealed cardboard boxes. She gave me a watery smile, which I returned with one of my own. Aubrey was someone I was going to miss the most.
We grabbed a few of the remaining empty boxes and walked back into my bedroom, most of that takedown having been done by myself and Mikey yesterday. The last of the remaining sunlight, which was coming earlier and earlier now that it was November, streamed in from the large windows I loved so dearly as we began pulling the hangers from my closet. Some clothes went into a donation pile, a few went into the trash, and most went into suitcases or boxes.
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