LOGINAmelia's POV
It was okay. She didn't mean anything by it. She's just curious and has no filter. "No, Kat. Jeez, where do people come up with this shit?", I asked, no one in particular. "It's a small town. It's because of towns like ours that the game 'ear-whisper' exists", she laughed.
I shook my head and laughed at her joke. It is true though, and maybe that's why it's so funny.
Katy and I exited the front entrance of the college, arm in arm. I stopped in my tracks at the familiar feeling of uneasiness, of being watched. I whipped my head from side to side, as I tried to spot his face. The haunting grim that plagues my nightmares.
"Ame, are you okay?", Katy asked. "Oh, hey. What's the Chief doing here?", her question made me stop looking for THAT face and look into a vibrant green forest instead. A forest that steadily grew closer, bringing a sense of peace with it.
"I think he's coming to talk to you", Katy whispered, elbowing me. "What's wrong?", Jaxon's voice washed over me, soothing my panic. "I felt that same feeling again", I shivered, showcasing the goosebumps on my arms before looking around again.
Jaxon reached over and patted my arm in a comforting manor. "It's going to be okay", he uttered, scanning the area. "Are you here to arrest me?", I asked, needing to know. "What? That's crazy, Ames. Why would he arrest you?", Katy asked nervously.
"No. She doesn't want to press charges. And if she did, I would veto them anyway", he answered lowly, looking from my eyes to my lips and back to my eyes in a slow motion. "Where are you headed?", he asked, taking a step back. He shook his head as if he was trying to regain his composure. "We were actually headed to the police station", I answered, taking my bag off my shoulder.
"To turn yourself in?", he asked, surprised. "Ha, never", I teased, walking over to the stone wall and setting my bag on it. Jaxon and Katy followed me. "I didn't think so", the Chief toyed back. I know Katy is confused as she watches the interactions between us.
"Who's not pressing charges?", she couldn't hold it in any longer. "Kayla", I answered shortly. I pulled my sketch book out and flipped to my portrait.
"Oh my God, Amelia", Jaxon cooed. I felt his hand on the small of my back as he drew closer to look. "The fucking detail", he murmured, his forefinger skimming over the picture. "This is him?", he questioned gently. I nodded my head as I stared at the drawing before me.
"It looks like a picture, Ames", Katy whispered, peaking over my other shoulder. "I agree", Jaxon uttered. I sighed as I pushed the book into the Chief's hands. "It's a perfect, still image of a memory", I smiled grimly. "I'll have it digitally scanned and get you your book back", he assured me, as he continued to stare at the page.
"Since you aren't going to the station. Where are you headed?", he inquired, closing the sketch book. "Home, I have night shift tonight, since I'm also not going to jail", I told him with a smirk. "At the diner?", he quirked an eyebrow. "Yeah", I nodded with a chuckle.
"Come on. I'll take you both home", he said, turning to walk towards his SUV. "Oh, I'm actually going home with Ame", Katy chimed in. "Perfect. She doesn't need to be alone", Jaxon said, opening the back and passenger door.
"Ooh, protective and a gentleman", Katy winked. "Shut up", I sighed, with an eye roll. Jaxon smirked as he closed her door. "Buckle up", he uttered, before closing my door as well. "He didn't tell me to buckle up", Katy teased in a pout.
"Bit*, shut it", I snapped, giving her the 'shut the fuck up eyes'. She laughed histerically as Jaxon got into the vehicle. "What did I miss?", he grinned, looking back at her before meeting my gaze. "She didn't take her medicine today. It's fine", I brushed it off.
Katy's laughing got louder at my comment. She spewed and sputtered for a moment before taking a deep breath.
Jaxon's POV"Sure. Where are we going?", I asked, walking towards her. "To pack a bag if I'm staying with you for a few days", she answered, as we headed up the stairs. I couldn't help but stare at her ass, as she climbed the steps. "God bless", I growled under my breath. "What?", Amelia uttered, looking over her shoulder at me. "I'm just admiring your ass, baby girl", I smirked, watching her cheeks flush red. She cleared her throat, continuing to lead me to her room. We approached a large, hand-carved oak door. Swirls carved onto the thick wood, gave the illusion of it being on fire. It hits me that this will be my first time in her room. "Forgive the mess. It's under construction", she grinned. My jaw fell open as I took it all in. The high-vaulted ceilings, with a large, round, black chandelier hanging in the middle. Agaisnt one wall sits a 4-poster, king-sized canopy bed, made with solid wood. A beautiful wave pattern carved into it. In another corner is a floor-to-ceiling boo
Jaxon's POVAmelia gripped my bicep, her fingers trembling against my arm. Croads picked the package up and brought it back to the living room. She sat it on the coffee table, giving Amelia an expecting look. "It's addressed to you", Croads said to her. Meaning they won't open it because it's a federal offense. Amelia eased her way back to the couch. I sat next to her, as she prepared herself to open it. Amelia gasped as she turned her entire body into mine. I quickly caught her and peeked into the box. A finger. 'Bit by bit, princess'"Can y'all take it and leave please?", Amelia turned her head to say. "Take all of it and leave. Please. No more tonight", she said, her voice breaking as she buried her face back into my chest. I shared a look with Loveless. A silent command that it was time to leave, I had it from here. He nodded sharply, as he gestured to his team to gather their things. "They are leaving, baby girl", I whispered gently in her ear. I stroked her hair and back in
Jaxon's POVAmelia stared ahead, as the team gathered in her living room to read over the text that was sent. "Hey baby", I whispered, sitting next to her on the couch. When her eyes met mine, I was able to truly read her for the first time. 'Hold me'. She didn't have to utter a word. I pulled her into my chest, as I leaned back into the couch with her. I wrapped my arm around her head, giving her a safety blanket. "Well, the all bold and capital letters show how angry he is", Briggs said, breaking the silence. "His pet name for you is odd. I'm wondering why he chose that one and now", Loveless spoke. His entire message pissed me off. I want to rip the bastard's tongue out. "Then there's the part about 'rekindling that fire'. It means that he watched you enough to recongize the connection between the two of you", Budders added. "Not that it's that hard to see", Sharp chimed in. Amelia's door flew open, making every arm-bearer in the room pull their weapon, myself included. I was o
Jaxon's POVThe hours slipped away from me, as we built a profile, a trail, M.O. and thought patterns. Thanks to Amelia's detailed paintings, the BAU was able to figure out the style and brand clothes that the attacker was wearing. Information that came from Briggs. After getting to know the team better, I understand why Briggs is on this team so young. He's a genius. Only twenty years old. I looked at the time and realized she should be getting a text soon. "I'm going to head to Amelia's. Check in on her", I announced to no one in particular. "Sounds good", Loveless responded. Amelia's house was quiet apart from the low chatter coming from her living room. "How is she?", I asked, surprising the two agents. "She's good", Sharp snapped. My eyebrows creased with anger. "She's painting in her garage. She's hasn't come out too much. Every once in a while we will go peak in on her. She's acknowledged my presence each time I've looked in on her", Briggs explained. "Thank you", I nodded,
Jaxon's POVThe agents were walking into the kitchen with Amelia's paintings in hand. She grasped my hips tightly as she waited for them to speak. Loveless stepped forward, compassion written in his features. "Miss June, I would like to leave an agent with you for the time being. For your safety. If the unsub sticks to the schedule then you will be receiving a text and package soon. I prefer that you are not alone when it happens", he explained. "I'm going to leave SSA Sharp and Briggs with you. They can work from here. We will be in constant contact with them, so you will be kept in the loop", he added. My jaw clenched at the thought. Briggs is a good kid. But, Sharp seems like an asshole. If he says anything to rudely disturb Amelia's peace of mind, I'll have assault on a federal agent under my belt."That's fine", Amelia nodded simply. "We will set up in the living room", Briggs bowed slightly. "We will keep in touch Miss June", Loveless nodded, before turning and leaving the kit
Jaxon's POVOnce I got her to the kitchen, I picked her tiny form up and placed her on the countertop. "Are you ready to talk to me, little one?", I uttered, stroking her hair behind her ears. "Why have you been so distant from me?", I whispered, bracing for the worst. "I thought he would stop. I'm scared he will hurt you. And, then I wouldn't have you, so what would I do then?", she was breathless, fighting her tears, and attempting to reel her emotions in. I chuckled softly, as I lifted her chin to make her look at me. "I'm supposed to protect you, baby girl. Don't you know that?", I uttered, running my thumb over her bottom lip. "I would rather he hurt me, than you. I just want you to be safe. To feel safe in your home", I told her, drawing closer to her lips. "I don't want to see you hurt", she pouted. "It's a hazard of the job, little one", I grinned. I leaned so close that our breaths mingled together. "Tell me what changed your mind", I said, wanting her to open up further.







