[Criminal Minds] years before love

Hotch hasn't had a good two days, he has nothing to do, and when he closes his eyes, the only thing that flashes through his mind is those cases, except for Rossi.And he was not yet in the habit of bringing work home, and could hardly find anything to entertain him.

Of course he wanted to contact Rossi, but he could only remind himself repeatedly that it was hard for the FBI to monitor their calls, at least he couldn't send this so-called evidence to his door.

Fortunately, Gideon's call came sooner than he expected.

"Jason?" He was even a little surprised, the time was too short, it seemed that the problem should not have been resolved, he was already prepared to wait for a week or longer, "Is there a case?"

"There is no case." Gideon's voice was hoarse and tired, and he seemed to hesitate on the other end of the phone.

"Then... are you going to notify me that I'm fired?" Hotch pursed his lips, unconsciously tangling the microphone cable in his hand.

"Aaron, I said, unless you want to go, I will not allow you to leave anyway." Gideon denied, but did not continue.

Both of them were silent for a moment, and in this situation, Hotch was also a little bit impatient, "It's six o'clock in the afternoon, you definitely didn't come to urge me to go to work."

"I just want to tell you that you can come back tomorrow after the matter is settled." Gideon paused, "But there is no case for now, if you have other things to deal with - don't worry too much."

"Should I have something to take care of?" Hotch frowned, although the accuracy of judgments over the phone line would be reduced, but Gideon's attitude still made him uneasy.

"David didn't tell you?"

"What did he do?" Hotch's heart began to beat faster. "He, he didn't call me."

The silence rattled him, and it took Gideon a long time before he said, "He submitted his resignation."

"Jason, no, you can't say yes to him." Hotch nearly smashed the microphone to the ground in a panic, "It doesn't make sense, he doesn't have to, he—"

"Aaron." Gideon cut him softly on the other end, "Are you okay?"

"Sorry." Hotch pressed his forehead, "I kind of...Jason, tell me you didn't agree."

"Aaron." Gideon paused again, and he sighed, "If I had the final say, of course I wouldn't agree. But obviously, I don't have the power to decide whether an agent of David Rossi's level will stay or not."

"No." Hotch slid to the floor, still resisting.

"He said it was the quickest solution."

"But it's totally unreasonable! How could he, he didn't do anything wrong!" Hotch growled softly, "If he did, it would just make those people think he did."

Gideon didn't answer, Hotch took a breath, and continued slumped, "So, you just let me know the result, didn't you?"

This time Gideon acknowledged with silence.

"Why? I always felt that even if I was abandoned, that person would still be me." Hotch muttered to himself.

Gideon finally spoke, "Aaron, as I said, we won't do this. And no one wants to give up David. I think he did it for his own reasons."

"I...I want to see him." Hotch gritted his teeth.If Rossi does decide to leave, there's no reason not to contact him.

For a split second, Hotch almost laughed at himself, and Rossi just left him and walked away, and there was nothing he could do, not even hear him say goodbye.

But soon his rationality told him that there was absolutely no need for Rossi to treat him like this, even if he wanted to completely break with this, he didn't have to.

"He's not here, I don't know where he is." Gideon involuntarily glanced at the other side of the office where the lights were turned off, and sighed, "I called him, but it's obvious he doesn't want to talk to me right now."

"I see." Hotch nodded.

He put down the phone, collected himself, put on his coat, grabbed the key and rushed out without hesitation.

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