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Some People Are Going To Leave,

But That's Not The End Of Your Story.

That's The End Of There Part In Your Story.

- Unknown

Carmen's POV

A small yawn escaped my mouth as I was dumping out a tiny container of Cesar's lamb recipe in Mitten's food bowel, as soon as Mitten smelled the lamb she started rushing on her long hind legs to find the source of the food. "Mitten food's in the kitchen!" I laughed at her reaction as I saw her sprinting towards me for her food. "Good girl!" I murmured stroking her fur as she lowered her head to eat her food. I let out a small smile as I got up from my kneeling position to pour out a cup of coffee from the coffee maker. My hand grasped the steel handle and pushed it to the right side. My eyes glanced down to make sure the sliver faucet wasn't on. Luckily it wasn't. My hand grabbed my favorite mug which was a white mug that said in bold letters I'm gay. I placed the mug down on the counter and turned my head to the side to see if Mitten's was done eating her food. My hand grabbed the steel handle again and closed the wooden cabinet. My hand fell to my side as I thought of one of my good friends, SSA Alexandria Blake. Even though she preferred to be called Alex I still call her Alexandria to annoy her sometimes. I felt like I could relate to her the most out of the team, not including Penelope. My left hand seized the coffee maker's black handle.

I held the coffee maker straight until it stood a couple of centimeters above the cup. Tilting it to the right black liquid escaped the coffee maker and landed in my cup. I firmly gripped the coffee maker until the mug was half full. I left the excess coffee in the mug and placed it in the middle of the coffee maker where there was a flat surface. I strolled back to mug and took a sip of the bitter liquid. I measured a teaspoon of sugar from the jar in front of me that says, Love, and put it in the mug. I sealed the jar and then took a spoon from the sink. I rotated it upside down and then started mixing the liquid and the sugar until you couldn't see any sugar or white spots. My hand clutched the white handle and moved it until it was lightly grazing my lips. I took a sip of the coffee and sighed greatly. "Carmen?" Ace asked before opening the door. "Yeah?" I question raising my eyebrows at him. "Meet my good friend, Elijah Mikelson." Ace motioned towards the man in the suit. "Hi, Elijah I've heard a lot about you." I grinned at Elijah. "All good I hope."

"Nice accent," Elijah commented with a smile as Ace motioned for him to sit down. "Than-" Before I could finish my phone started beeping like crazy. "Sorry, I have to take this." I walked to the opened door and walked until I was sure Ace couldn't hear me. I answered the call and immediately asked who is this. "Carmen? Is this you?" A familiar voice asks in a hushed tone. "Yes? Hotch?"

"Carmen I need you to consult on a case."

"I'm a surveillance specialist, not a profiler now."

"The victims overdosed on Dilaudid, Carmen."

"What was in their systems could have killed a teenager, Carmen."

"Fine, I'll be there in two days."

Cardiff Airport of June 12, 2005

I sat on Ace's lap devouring the book I'm reading that's called The Tempest by William Shakespeare. It takes place on a ship caught in a terrible storm, the passengers on the boat are filled with confusion and terror and the vessel is shipwrecked. But the storm is a magical creation carried out by the spirit Ariel and caused by the magic of Prospero, who was the Duke of Milan before his dukedom was usurped and taken from him by his brother Antonio (aided by Alonso, the king of Naples.) That was twelve years when he and his young daughter Miranda were set adrift on the sea and eventually stranded on an island. Among those on board of the shipwreck are Antionio and Alonso. "Babe, it's almost time for you to board the plane." Ace whispered in my ear. I bounced off of Ace's lap and banged the book closed with a bookmark of me, Alex, Rossi, Morgan, and JJ singing at the bar Rossi went to all the time when he was younger.

I sighed and grabbed my gray duffle bag. It had black handles and zippers which I was grateful for. I gently placed the handle on my shoulder and held my book in the other hand. "Come on I don't want to be late."

Both of us got there in ruffly two minutes. Ace was still out of breath but gave the receptionist by a ticket to go to Quantico, Virginia. The older woman had a fake smile plastered on her face. Here, babe." Ace grinned handing me my suitcase. "Have a good day, mam." I quietly laughed as she thought I was a rude person. I leaned in closer and whispered so only she could hear me.

"You hate this job, don't you? Try photographer." I winked at her and then smiled. I turned my head and placed a kiss on Ace's forehead. "Bye babe, be good to Mitten for me." I murmured in his eye sending shivers down his spine. "I'll miss you." Ace whispered embracing me in a tight hug. He let out an alone tear. "I need to go, I'll miss you too," I whispered letting out a few tears of my own. Before he could change my mind to leave to consult on the case I rushed into the light gray room. My book in one hand, bag on my shoulder, and my suitcase rocking back and forth making a car engine sound.

I let out a few more tears as I noticed another woman grabbing my suitcase.

It's really going to happen.

I took a deep breath and followed the blonde woman on to the plane. After half a minute of walking the woman stopped and politely motioned me to the middle seat. "Thank you."

FBI Of Quantico Virginia, June 13, 2005

I waited for all of my agents in the conference room. I was broken out of my thoughts when I heard the door being creaked slightly. "Hotch?" The team asked in unison. "Morgan please call Garica." I spoke softly as I gestured for everyone to sit down. Just by looking off of everyone's faces I could tell they where wondering what why I had called them just after we got back from one of the most horrific cases of the century. As soon as I noticed bright pink heels with butterflies on them I took a deep breath and hoped my voice was void of emotion."This is about Reid. isn't it?" Rossi finally asked with a deep sigh afterwards. Hotch had just nodded and began explaining why he needed to call this meeting.

"Strauss is closing Reid's case." I firmly spoke trying to keep my head up high as I heard Garcia gasp and Morgan yelling. JJ, Emily, and Rossi looked frozen in there place. After everything Reid had ever done for Strauss this is how she repaid him? Once Morgan had finally calmed down a bit he harshly asked.

But someone beat me to it.

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