Four years worth of tests, quizzes, essays, and studying came and gone. Four years of missing you.
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I sat at my kitchen table waiting for the phone. As on cue, my phone rang, "Gilinsky." I answered. Today as I ate my breakfast everything seemed still.
"Hey, we have a new case that the team needs to go over," My team member, Andrew, said over the phone.
"Okay, I'll be right there," I said as I hung up. I grabbed my badge, gun, vest, and go bag. I went out the door making sure to lock it behind me.
As I stepped into the cold of Virginia. Quantico, Virginia. I moved here shortly after I graduated. Which was three months ago.
Today it felt different. My house felt a little to big and a little to empty. Today was the four year mark since I left the guy I wanted most.
I jogged down my front steps and to my car which was parked in front of my house.
Normally when I rode in my car I was listening and singing along to music but today, I just wasn't feeling it.
After a 20 minutes drive to work and an awkward elevator ride filled with silence, I finally made it to the meeting room.
"Where are we flying to today?" I asked as I walked in with the file and cup of coffee in my hand.
"Omaha, Nebraska!" Jessica Jenson explains and I immediately regretted asking. I opened up the file case and started to look into it.
"Let's get started," my boss said as he walked into the room hurriedly.
"Over the course of three weeks there have been three abductions," Jessica said as she clicked a button and pictures appeared on the screen.
"We're suppose to be alerted of abductions when it first happens," I said confused as to why we are just now being invited to Omaha.
"Well all three of these girls have a past of running away once or twice," she started to add on, "all three victims were found in a ditch on the road covered in mud."
"Okay guys, wheels up in thirty," My boss said as we all stood up and walked out of the room.
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"Savannah, are you okay?" Andrew said as he sat down in front of me.
"Not to excited about being back in Nebraska," I laughed and he smiled, "I left on bad terms with everyone and I mean everyone," I sighed.
"Just remember that you're there on business," He laughed. I smiled, "Also, Hotch wants you to go talk to the Wilkinson family."
My stomach dropped but I nodded and stood up to exit the jet. Here we go with my past.
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"You guys can set up in here. Mr and Mrs Wilkinson have been here for over an hour," The sheriff said as he guided the team and I to the board room.
I walked over to the Wilkinson's, who happened to be Sam's aunt and uncle, "Is it okay if we ask you a few questions about Jenna?" I asked and they nodded.
"Where was Jenna last seen at and if she was with someone, who was she with?"
The parents looked down, "she called us when she was walking home from her friend who lives down the road. When she never made it home, we called her friend and she said she left over two hours before," Mr. Wilkinson said.
"I need you guys to call the friend and have her come in for questioning and until than, can I get you guys anything? Coffee? Water? Food?"
