𝑣𝑖𝑖𝑖 ── the slave of duty.

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      𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐘'𝐒 𝐅𝐔𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋. Leigh stopped by her house to change back into her mostly black outfit, her black turtleneck underneath her green blazer with her black jeans, black heeled boots and two gold earrings. She drove her Range Rover to the funeral.

    Hotch spoke about how Haley's death causes each person to stop and take stock of our lives, measure who we are and who they become. He talked about how Haley died being a protective mother for her child who she loved. And how much Aaron loved her.

      Everyone was there, even Strauss was there which was surprising. But regardless, respectful.

     Hotch spoke about how Haley would ask us not to mourn her death but to celebrate her life.

      "She would tell us... She would tell us to love our families unconditionally... and to hold them close because in the end they are all that matter."

     He talked about how he met Haley during high school in a play of "The Pirates of Penzances." and he saw a passage that thought was appropriate for this moment when he read it the other night.

     "Oh, dry the glistening tear that dews that martial cheek. Thy loving children hear in them thy comfort seek. With sympathetic care, there arms around thee creep, for oh they cannot bear, to see their father weep."

     Everyone left white roses on Haley's casket before leaving to get into their cars to go to the reception area.

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      "What do we do?" Prentiss asked everybody once she saw Rossi drag Hotch away.

      "There's nothing we can do," Morgan replied. "We just gotta wait him out."

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