"We'll be near the exit." Hotch says. Erin Hotchner... He's a nice guy... I think to myself and change into my old clothes, and take my crutches. I had blood on my shirt and leg. I wear a jacket over my bloody shirt. I pick up my bag of other items and leave. The team and I head out to the parking lot, and drive to the hotel. The un-sub was executed for injuring an officer and multiple murders. The case was over. It was said so easy, like a cover of a book. The book was finished. We pack up from the hotel, and I change into normal clothes, and we head back into the car, this time different cars. We head off the airport. Reid goes off on another fact. I was very tired now. I didn't say anything, since the drone of my left ear made things much more easy to sleep to. When we got to the airport... The noise... It hurt my ear so bad... I ignore it, but it seemed Hotch does too. I take in a breath a bit once, when we took off. I just stand up uneasily and walk to the bathroom. I hadn't eaten anything for two days straight. I was starving. I take out my phone and call Sam. "Hey Sam sorry for not answering." I say. "It's alright. When are you coming home?" He asks. "I'm sorry I was on a case. I'm on the plane home right now." I say. I sounded miserable, because I was tired, and starving. I felt nauseous. "What's wrong?" He asks. "Oh, just tired." I say trying to brighten my voice. I sigh. "Well, nothing much has happened with the pack. Where were you on the case anyway?" He asks. "Wisconsin." I say normally. "Wisconsin!" He says. "Ow!" I say dropping the phone and holding my ear. I hear my voice a few times. I switch to my right ear. "Shut up Sam!" I say a little louder and hang up. I sigh and cover my face. I walk back a moment later and sit in the open seat with nobody. I fall asleep after ten minutes of thinking. What have I done? What did I do to him that was so bad? After that, I just dozed.
