Golden Girl

Four

"I'm so sorry, Emily!" Reid says when his rocket hits Prentiss on the head. I cover up a laugh.

Spencer stammers an explanation as to why he was shooting something in the bullpen. Emily doesn't mind, she actually asks him to show her. I smile, happy that she isn't annoyed with him or any of us.

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I've just been informed that Morgan has been arrested. He's suspected of murder. This is obviously some type of mistake. I rush to Hotch's office to tell him what's going on.

We're going to Chicago now to make sure they know Morgan didn't do this. We have to find the true killer.

We get on the jet quickly, traveling to Illinois. I can't imagine what must be going through his head. He goes home to see his family, and ends up in a stupid situation like this.

Detective Gordinski is the one who made the arrest. He shows us the evidence he has against Morgan.

"This is all just a coincidence," I say confidently.

"Heck of a lot of coincidences!"

"It's purely circumstantial," Emily says.

"So is a fingerprint!" Gordinski really doesn't like Morgan does he?

None of us like them calling Morgan a suspect. He's our coworker, part of our team, he's our friend. We know he wouldn't do this. We know him.

Hotch is questioning Morgan right now. I don't get it. He can't possibly think that he had a part in this. Gideon is frustrated about Hotch's hostileness, as are the rest of us.

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Wow. I was not expecting that. A part of me wants to cry for my friend. Poor Derek. I know he doesn't want us to pity him. But how could I not feel sorry about that? He's strong. I've always known that, but now I know it more.

I sit across Emily on the plane, she's lost in thought just as I am. We both look away from the window, catching each other's eyes at the same time. I give her a small smile to which she returns.

I want to ask her to get a coffee, but I know we'll all be way too tired to do anything after doing the paperwork. On the bright side, I think we're becoming friends. No one can replace Elle, I know that. She was close to all of us. But Emily is different. I'm not sure how or why though.

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"Sorry boys, you're gonna have to find someone else to humiliate you." I say to the guys I just kicked ass against at darts at the bar.

I take the phone call outside after messing up Spencer's hair. There's been a couple murdered after the Super Bowl game. They'd had a watching party with their friends. One of the unsubs called the police and told them that the other was going to murder the couple.

Tobias Hankel, a kid with multiple personalities, just kidnapped my best friend. And it's my fault.

Gideon, Hotch... they all try to tell me I couldn't have done anything to stop it. But I was with Spencer. I was the backup. I was talking to him, telling him we shouldn't split up.

Those stupid dogs. They attacked me, stopping me from being Spencer's backup. And now he's missing and I don't know what the hell to say.

I'm staring into the bathroom mirror of Hankel's house. Emily knocks on the door frame. "JJ?"

I turn around to meet her eyes.

"JJ, this isn't your fault. Are you okay?"

I just shake my head. She gives me a hug, and I rest my head on her shoulder for a second. A few tears stream from my eyes as I imagine the worst is happening to Spencer right now. But he needs me. He needs us to be all in in finding him. He needs me to not be crying right now.

He looks really bad when we find him. He's beaten and bruised and he looks even skinnier than usual. It breaks my heart to see him like this. I give him a hug when he gets back in the jet, not sure what else to do. 

"JJ," Emily stops me on the way to the elevator. We get in together.

"Hmm?"

"You know it's not your fault right."

"I know, but..."

"No buts. The only one at fault is Hankel and his illness."

I nod my head. "Yeah," I say softly.

"I'm sorry you were there, and I'm sorry about the dogs, Jayge."

"It's okay. I just think maybe it would've been better if you or someone else was with Spencer. I'm not the best at being on the field."

"You're great at this job. Don't beat yourself up."

She gives me a hug before we get into our separate cars. She squeezes my hand with a small smile. She does know how to make someone feel better. I hate this feeling though, and I really really hate that none of us could help Spencer sooner.

I wake up from a weird dream. Emily's face appeared in my unconscious mind, but that's after a recap of what happened these past couple of days. I don't know what's going on with me.

867 words. lmaooo i hate this. i mostly hate this because i keep writing the episode stuff instead of making my own but it's weird idkk.