I lay next to Aiden in bed and think. The pack was over, well some of them.... I sit up. How could this happen? This is my fault. I think to myself, and stand up. I was upset with myself. I go downstairs quietly and sit in the living room. I was too upset to really 'do' anything but cry about my miserable life. That wasn't like me. It was almost 2 AM, and I would go to the pack meeting. They would hear my mind, my thoughts, everything. Why was I so hurt about this? Of course! I'm so negative. I think and cry a tiny bit harder to myself and the emptiness around me. "Huh? Liz?" I look up, and grab a tissue.I blow my nose quietly. "Yeah?" I whisper back. Jared. He sits next to me. "Sorry." I say. "It's alright. Liz, it's alright." He says. "I honestly don't know how to explain this to you all. Work and at home are so different. The team I'm on at work is working on this case. We're going to find this guy." I say. I kind of explain a bit more but not my ultimate thoughts. "I know this is hard, but this will work out in the end. I promise." He says. I sigh. "Thanks Jared." I say. I glance at the clock. Thirty more minutes. I stand up smooth my hair back a little bit. "We'd better get ready. Can you wake the pack and get em' downstairs?" I ask and walk into the kitchen, turning on the light. I squint as I take out a pan and four eggs. I sniffle and blow my nose, throwing my tissue away. I wash my hands. I begin cracking two eggs per-person. I wasn't that hungry, but I knew I needed to eat. I finish everyone's eggs. I make myself three pancakes and I sit down. We sit together and eat, we were all there for about two minutes. Then, one by one, back upstairs, or out the door. I finish mine and throw away the paper plate, dropping it in the sink. "One of you will have to wash them when we come back. I have work right after." I say. There was three plates and one spoon. I run upstairs and change into something for work. I go downstairs with my purse and head out the door. I get on the back of Aiden's motorcycle. We ride to the pack meeting. We do the regular drills. We have to go home anyway, but I get in the car quickly, jamming my key into the injection. I say goodbye quickly and begin driving. I get to work after the hour and walk in. I was a bit wet, from the rain outside. I take off my jacket and hold it. I go straight to the conferance room. I knew I wasn't that early. I was on time, for the conferance. I walk in. "Sorry." I say and sit down. We were on the same case. The silence was too loud. We talk about the case. My heart sank. I didn't say a word till we actually started talking. We had Garcia look up certain names. The kill was sloppy. Hunting gun. Why little kids though?
Days past. More kills. Young children. We had an address by the third day. My anger grew inside of me. He had Raina. My daughter.
