I'm Your Boogeyman

October 29, 2013

A/N: They put the Green Mile on Netflix, and I've watched it twice within twenty-four hours. They also put the Shawshank Redemption on Netflix, but I haven't seen that yet (mostly because I haven't read it). I appreciate all the horror movies that have been added lately. 

"Y/N?"

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"Are you D/B/F/N?" You asked. You were put off by the fact that he looked so young. 

"No; no, I'm his farmhand. I'm Jason." He held out his hand and you shook it. "I take it that you're Y/N?" 

Before you could answer, Officer Simmons broke in. "Where's D/B/F/N? We were told he has going to be here." 

"Oh, he's at the station. He's talking to the agents down there. Legal stuff, you know?" Jason replied. "He let me take his truck so I could help you guys move out the boxes." 

"Well, then, let's get started, I guess." Officer Simmons grunted, picking up the heaviest box (which was labeled 'Bedding') and hauling it out the door. 

You bent down to pick up a box, but Jason put a hand on your shoulder. "Hey, uh, I just want to apologize, for, well, everything. If you ever want to talk so someone, my door's open." 

"Thanks. I don't really know what I'd talk about without sounding like a conspiracy theorist who's lost all sanity, but thanks." You smiled and continued with your box. 

Jason followed suit and grabbed a box, and that's how the moving process went. 

Before long, all of the boxes were in the trunk, and the sun had started to set. The sky was turning pink, and the streetlights had just turned on. 

"Alright, that everything?" Officer Simmons asked, wiping the sweat from his brow. 

"Yep." Jason sighed, cracking his knuckles. "I haven't lifted that many things since our calves got out of the field." 

You were delighted to know that there were baby cows at your new home. Yeah, cows stunk, and they could be kind of mean, but who doesn't love baby cows?

"Okay, then. Well, why don't you two drive back together, get to know each other a bit, and I'll go by myself?" Officer Simmons suggested. 

"Yeah. Yeah, that's fine." You replied, and Jason nodded. 

"See you back at the station." Officer Simmons gave a brief wave and pulled away in his patrol car. 

"Here, let me get the door for you. It gets stuck sometimes." Jason grabbed the passenger side door handle and pulled hard. With some resistance, the door came loose and opened. 

"Thank you." You pulled yourself up into the front seat of the truck and waited for Jason to start the truck. 

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Back at the station, Sheriff Morgan was waiting for you outside. He had Cooper out on his leash, and Cooper has decided on a nice bed of flowers to call his new bed. 

"Hey, kid. He was whining, so I figured he had to... y'know, go." He said, handing you the leash. "But, I guess he wanted to stomp on my flowers." 

"Heh. Is, uh, Sam still here?" You asked. 

"Yeah. He's talking to D/B/F/N right now. They're in the board room." Sheriff Morgan opened up the door for the three of you (Cooper, too, who had woken up and was sniffing at Jason's heels) and you were immediately pulled aside by Spencer. 

A/N: Speaking of Spencer, I've heard rumors of another season of Criminal Minds. I'm trying not to get my hopes up, but it's getting pretty hard. 

"Y/N, I need to talk to you. Alone." He pulled you into an interrogation room and closed the door, barely missing Cooper's tail.