Even looking at them was sad, but what about their families. I was angered by the rage of the killings. We traveled to the scene. Hotch sent me and Morgan, what a pair right? We get into the car and he begins driving. "So, you're new on the team, it's not easy. How's it been with everyone?" He asks. I look at him. "Well, it's been really good. I've had some past with this team, if you remember Morgan. I think everyone is nice. Have any advice?" I say. "I remember. Your Lisandee Lakes. I have one piece of advice. Keep a strong stomach, and be prepared." He says. "I think I have both of them ready." I say and grin. He glances at me and has one of those smiles of his on his face. "How have things been with your kid?" He says. I smile, thinking of her. "She's fine. Lots has happened. Man...." I say and shake my head. "How about you Morgan? I've heard quite a bit about you." I say. He smirks. "Like what?" He asks. "One, I know your a nice guy from knowing you before. That is, if you haven't changed. And, you're a ladies man I've heard, but your a good guy, you like to kick down doors, protective, and a good friend." I say. He nods. "Nice. Better get ready though, this one's bad." I say and we get out of the car, and walk up to the C.S.I. [Crime Scene Investigators.] The girls were there. I sigh, this was bad. The smell was even more awful. I don't want to think about it now, what I had seen, but it seems I have to. We drive back, discussing the case only, no opinions. I was agitated by everyone's sorrow of all of this. We had gotten more than a lead when we had gotten back, a fake address. More bodies. The un-sub was literally 'giving' us the address. It wasn't that 'easy', but that was the point of being there. They asked for our help. We thought far, well, Hotch did at least. Reid was always thinking ahead. The past five days were complete stress and progress. I got no phone calls. I wake up on my sixth day on the case. I was in the hotel, sleeping. Until now. I stand up and pick up my phone. In Wisconsin, it was beautiful. I call our house phone. It rings twice. "Hey Liz!" It was Seth. "Seth, what's up?! What's happening?" I ask. He laughs once, which I know meant trouble. I stand up and make the bed, washing my face in the bathroom and running a bath. I walk away sigh. "Hey Liz!" It was Aiden now. "Tell me everything that has happened. Everything. Where is Sam?" I ask. "Woah, Woah Liz! Calm down! It's been fine here. How are you in... Where are you... Wisconsin! How is it in Wisconsin?" He asks me. I sigh as I close the door and strip myself, before sitting in the bath. "It's been fine. Not the best when a group of four girls are being tortured then hung right next to each-other. So, I would say alright. Everyone is nice on the team. How are the kids? I just woke up Aiden, tell me." I say. I had the suite next to Hotchner and Prentiss. Across the hall was Reid and next to him was Morgan.
