"It's hard being new on the team, but everyone blends together later. Trust me, everyone was new at least once." She says as we walk into the elevator. Rossi walks in and I smile and we both say hi, to each other. I didn't want him to know I read his books!!! I thought he knew, since I was on the plane reading one. I hadn't realised he was Rossi until now... We hadn't met before, but we bth had been told about each other was all I knew. We go into the lobby, and get into the car. All crammed in one car? Boy this was funny! We all get into there, and stay quiet. Hotch talks about the case, and Garcia gets on the phone with Hotch, on speaker. Me and Garcia are good friends, but she was serious now around Hotch. I mean, everyone knows they should stiffen up around Hotch. He was intimidating, I just wish I was. I was inbetween Rossi and the door. I was trying not to take up room. I was trying not to tak up room, I mean we were all full. I was literally against the door, legs stuck together like glue, and trying not to breathe. All I ate was gum, and my gun was in it's case next to one of my lower pockets on my legs. The car stops on a red light. I roll down the window a tiny bit, for some air. I didn't think anyone was breathing to be honest. As we approach the police station I close the window and the car turns off, and we all unload. My phone buzzes, and we walk in, but I hold back. "Hey Sam." I say. "Hey Liz, where are you?" He asks. "At work, why? What's wrong?" I ask. " Where are you Liz?" He asks again, deeper. I sit down on the bench. "At work Sam." I say, feeling my anger rise a great amount. "Where'd you think I was Sam? I wouldn't go any where! I couldn't go anywhere!" I say, moving my hair from my face. I sigh. "Sam, you didn't know? I'm on a case. I can't talk right now." I say. "I'll call you in two hours." He says and hangs up. I knew he was angry, but I didn't understand why. I walk inside the police station. "What happened?" I ask Hotch. He was putting on his bullet proof vest. "We have an address. Get on your vest in the car. Get your gun and come on." He says and I follow him into the car. Me and him sat in the front of the car. I put on my vest. I'd say it was heavy, but carrying a child at 18, thata was 50 pounds in your stomach, it wasn't bad actually. I finally notice that we were going 80 miles an hour. I work quicker and I gasp. "Hotch, you know how the girls didn't have ears? It seemed to me they were blown off, if you know what I mean. Maybe if he used explosives. I mean bombs. We found traces of the ingrediants in them when we got the autopsy? Remember?" I say talking quickly. "What are you saying Liz?" He asks talking quickly as well. "Are you saying there may be explosives involved?" He asks and glances at me quickly. "Yes." I say, letting out a breath quickly as we approach. "Tell the others." He says. I grab the walkie-talkie. I had used one before, and at that point, I didn't think anything. My mind was screaming out things. I tell the others in a quick paced voice. We approach the run-down house and jump out. We all run in. Me and Hotch were first. I heard screams. I knew that was why we were in the middle of the woods. I was scared, that was a fact. I ran in with Hotch. "FBI!" We both shout. I feel my eyes burn. I hear a boom. It hurt my ears too bad. I fall to the ground. Something was on me! My mind screamed, but I just struggled I wanted to get out of there, but then again, I could barely hear anything. I heard more F.B.I shouts, but I just take a glance at what fell on me. A body. A girl's body. She was alive. I feel more burning. Not tears. There was something in the air. I was struggling to breathe. I take a deep breathe and let out a sigh.
