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𝑬𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒂'𝒔 𝑷𝑶𝑽 

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𝑬𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒂'𝒔 𝑷𝑶𝑽 

"We're heading off now," Hotch says, entering the office with JJ and Elle where me and Reid were sorting through files. "You two don't stay too late, alright?"

"As soon as we finish these last few I'm out of here, don't you worry about that," I assure him as he gives a nod of approval.

"Goodnight guys," they say, waving as they exit. I let out an exhausted sigh and slouch in my seat.

"Remember this one?" I wrinkled my nose holding the file up to Reid, who lets out a small laugh.

"Oh, I am glad I'm not the one having to fill the rest of that file. There was far too many dead ends," he says, writing down. I roll my eyes at him.

"Thanks for making me feel better about it," I joke, finishing it up and logging it in the computer. "Do you think they will ever run out of ways to kill? It's insane to me how many different various MOs there are," I say, throwing the file in the 'done' pile.

"Everyone has their own drive. When it comes to serial killers it's whatever satisfies them most, no matter how gross and gory," he explains, throwing his file with mine.

"Hurting each other is something humans never fail to be good at," I say half-heartedly. "What's your drive then, Reid?" He raises an eyebrow at me smiling.

"Why on earth are you wondering that?" he laughs. I shrug at him and rub my temple.

"It's late, just entertain my conversation," I say, sitting up to have a drink of water. Reid laughs slightly and shakes his head.

"Er.. Maybe my mother," Reid responds.

"You big softie," I mock, smiling at him. He rolls his eyes and nudges me, finishing the last file.

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