"Lets have a drink?"

Pictures and Coffee

I swing around on my chair till i was sat infront of a big cream coloured table. As I open the folder Morgan jumped off of the table and sat on a chair backwards next to me. He was so close our shoulders we were touching. Hotch and Rossi came round the other side of the table till no one was behind us. Morgan subtlety peared behind us and placed his hand behind my back. I now understood why he sat so close. His warm hand was sat on my back. His hand scrinched up which pulled on my top. It gave me shivers and made goosebumps come up on my pale skin.

I lay 7 photos on the table and spread them out. On the one lying closest to me was a picture of her room at the home. The bed in the middle of a mint green coloured room with two white bed side tables next to it. On the table was a photo frame with a picture of me and the gang in it, i studied the picture and chuckled. " she always was interested in what i do... What we do "
I look through the other photos untill i reached the one of the sea shells trailling out of the door. It caught my attention. I slowly held the photo. " What is it?" Garcia said, " i dont know" i stuttered. I stood up quickly still with the photo glued to my hands. I pace back and forth behind the chair staring at the picture. In the corner of my eye i could see all eyes fixed on me, following me around. " i...i..i've got it! The picture. The way it was taken we can just about see under the bed... And nothings there , thats the point she always kept a small wooden box under the tip of the bed. She kept memories, pictures and a bag of coffee for when ever i come around."
" Reid, think! Did she keep anything in there that would give someone a motive?" Hotch questioned. I paused and we all hung on in suspence. " Diaries. She kept them since she transfered into the home. She wrote everything in there. Even change from her grocery shopping list. Everything!"

" well done spence. We've got our motive."

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We all set off to meet at the home. Morgan and I was going together. For some reason i was exited just to be alone with him.
We drove for about half an hour untill we got to the windey country roads. It felt like time stopps. Suddenly Morgan pulled a hard break forcing us to hit into the dashboard. A woman in her underwear bound at her arms and legs was lying in the middle of the road. We stopped about 5 ft. from hitting her. I took a deep breath in and unbuckled my seatbelt. I slowly get out of the car and stumble towards the lady. I fall to the ground and look at her face.
I take a breath of relief as Morgan got out of the car and put his arms around my shoulders.

"MOM!"