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-𝗟𝗲𝘀 𝗠𝗶𝘀é𝗿𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲𝘀, 𝗽𝘂𝗯. 𝟭𝟴𝟲𝟮
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𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗦𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻 - 𝗖𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗻 𝗢𝗳 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗗𝗮𝗿𝗸

Valentina checked her face in the car visor mirror to make sure her face wasn't red and blotchy from all the crying before walking into the hospital where she met up with JJ and Emily "I wish Carrie had somewhere to go" JJ muttered after a family she had in LA didn't go to plan.

"I know, can't this girl catch a break?" Emily sighed when blood curdling screams filled the hospital. The type of screams that would haunt you forever.

"Carrie" Valentina whispered in realisation, the three agents took off running down the hall and when they entered the room, they saw the poor girl tossing and turning in a very violent manor yet her eyes were still closed. She was having a nightmare.

"Carrie, sweetheart, you gotta wake up" Val cooed with her hands gently shaking the girls shoulders "It's just a nightmare, you're okay. Carrie! Carrie, can you hear me?"

"It was daddy" The girl cried once she finally came to, her arms immediately wrapping around Valentina's waist for some sort of comfort. She stilled for a second before holding the girl to her chest. One hand resting on the back of her head and the other rubbing up and down her back in a soothing manor.

"I know, I know but it's just a dream okay? You gotta keep reminding yourself of that. Don't let them take anything else from you"

Carrie nodded weakly, continuing to remind herself "Okay. I'm okay" Now that broke the three agents hearts.

"We brought you a change of clothes" Emily finally spoke offering the girl a friendly smile.

"I didn't know what to grab you, so I just got three of everything" JJ smiled at her and set the bag down next to the chair beside her bed.

"From the house?" JJ nodded at the girls question.

"You could be starting a flower shop in here" Val joked, trying to lighten the mood when she saw all the different types of flowers on the table.

Carrie laughed slightly and all three woman smiled at that "I know, they all started, um. . .coming in after the news broadcast" She replied but when Valentina looked closer she realised the flowers were the exact same from the ones in the Ortiz's residence.

Arriving back at the station Val was quick to bring up the pictures from the crime scene "It's the same flower arrangement that was in the Ortiz's living room"

"Could be a coincidence" Hotch told her but she shook her head. That wasn't it.

"Or the sender was in the house, associated it with her" Valentina suggested.

"No note?" He asked.

"Nope. Just a blank card from the floral shop"

Hotch nodded "Get Garcia to track the delivery, and Reid's got something for us when you're done. You want some coffee in the meantime?"