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a small writing that I was working on, after thinking about the idea of hotch dying when foyet attacked him in his apartment, now he is a ghost trapped in the world of the living, Please note that my first language is not English and that this was largely translated with Google Translate
hope you like!
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Aaron felt great, there was no pain, it was as if all the abuse his body had suffered over the years had never happened in the first place.
- Aaron Hotchner ...
Aaron forced himself to open his eyes when he heard that gloomy voice, what he saw was not what he expected. A person dressed in a completely black suit was sitting cross-legged in the middle of what appeared to be a completely white room. A large book resting on his legs. Hotch dared to say that even Reid would take hours to read that book in its entirety.
"You know, you weren't supposed to get there until you were eighty-seven, apparently you were a little ahead of time."
- Who are you? - Aaron asked, as he approached the suit figure.
- Who do you think I am? - Asked the figure, dodging Aaron's question.
Aaron, he analyzed the room and the figure for a moment, Foyet had attacked him in his apartment, he remembered fainting from the pain. A thought, that in another situation he would have discarded, crossed his mind, could it be possible ...?
- I'm dead, no
- Bingo! I already said that you were too smart, not to realize it - said the figure as he put the book aside and got up - I don't think introductions are necessary, we both know who the other is.
-Foyet killed me - Aaron said, it wasn't a question, he remembered what had happened in his apartment, he could probably never forget it. Even so, he didn't feel bad about it, it was as if he hadn't happened to him, as if someone else had told him what happened.
- To be exact I stab you nine times and then I take you to a hospital, but they couldn't stabilize you, you died in the operating room - I specify death. Aaron knew that this information should be shocking, but he did not care he felt as if he had not understood the seriousness of the situation, but Aaron if he had understood, he was simply indifferent? He did not know how to describe it, it was nothing like how he had felt in life.
- So is this really death?
- Did you expect something else? - Death asked sarcastically.
- Well ... Not exactly, I never asked myself what was after death, but I guess I just hoped there was nothing, as if you fell asleep and did not dream.
- For many people it is like that, but you are special Aaron Hotchner, nobody had ever anticipated his own death, you are the first person to do that, and unfortunately time would kill me if I don't do something about it.
- Wait, what do you mean?
- Enjoy your extra time on earth, Aaron Hotchner - Aaron, it felt like someone was pushing him forward hard
The next thing Aaron knew, he was in the middle of a hospital corridor, he heard the familiar sound of heels, he turned to look in the direction of the sound, he smiled when he saw how Garcia was heading towards him.
"Garcia ..." Hotch called, approaching her. Aaron didn't usually initiate physical contact, but Penelope had always been the exception to that rule. Finally when she was almost in front of Garcia, she is she hastened her pace and went through him.
Wide-eyed with the shock of what had happened. Aaron turned around, Garcia hadn't even noticed what had just happened.
- I'm looking for Special Agent Aaron Hotchner, he was admitted here about six hours ago - Garcia said hurriedly, the secretary looked at her for a few seconds before starting to type quickly on her computer, she looked at the screen of this for a few seconds before letting out a sigh .
-I'm sorry, but Agent Hotchner passed away in the operating room, miss - Aaron, felt his heart break, seeing how the always cheerful Garcia, burst into a sea of tears.
- Garcia! Hey! I'm still here, I haven't gone anywhere - Aaron called him, he tried to hug Garcia again but again the only thing he got was to pierce the woman
God, what kind of trouble had he gotten himself into now?