Chapter Seventy-Three

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"Well, she could've broken both of her legs." Reid says. I shoot him a look. "Hey Reid, she's twelve." I say that. Mary was the very sensitive type. Everyone else in the family was strong. Reid nods. "Can you all step outside?" Hotch says to the children, and they go. Amy shuts the door. "You'll be fine, but your bones were broken badly. Your not cleared for flight, but the doctor said just this once you could go home. No planes, no cars. You'll have to not go into the field. Otherwise your fine." He says. I stare at him. "So, otherwise, I'm pretty much a plastic bag till I heal." I say. Reid says nothing, which I think is wise in his case. "Hey Hotch? How long was I out?" I ask him. "You were missing for two weeks, and in the hospital for two days." He says, before turning, and leaving the room. My phone wasn't smashed. I only use replaceable phones on a case, but normal phones on a daily bases. In this case, it was replaceable. Thank goodness. I take my stuff, including my gun, and leave. It was just harder to be happy with the team and the girls in the plane. Mary next to the window, staring out of it. I talk with the team, and Amy and Raina listen attentively. I had no idea why, but I talk with them. We talked about Anthony, which I cussed him way too many times at first. "He's dead, didn't he have a brother? And another man in the house you said?" Morgan asked. "Garret. His brother. I have no idea who the other man is. I asked Garcia who lived in the house. Garret was awful when I was younger. Always trying to get something from anyone." I say. "Probably his partner." Morgan says, and glances at Amy and Raina. He looks back after a moment. "He was a drug dealer. He probably still is." I say and shake my head. I lean back onto the back of the seat, I wasn't sitting in the wheelchair right now, thank goodness. It was getting really dark. I peek myself out onto the aisle, and look at Mary. She looked over at me. "Hi sweetie." I say. "Hi Mom. Are you okay?" She asks. "Yeah. You like the plane?" I ask her. "Yeah, it's really cool!" She says happily. I nod and sit back to the team. I felt the team was my family, all of them, but I didn't want my real family thinking I need to spend more time at home. 

After one day, we arrive. It was a crowd. I feel, and even look annoyed. After Raina drives us home, I thank her. "Raina, seriously, thank you." I say. We get inside. I sit in the chair and look at my legs. I felt shameful. I was a do-it-yourself girl, but now in a wheelchair? I sigh, annoyed. I make dinner, with a challenge, and we eat together. I refuse any help, especially on the stairs. On the stairs I would stumble to get out, then sit down on the bottom one, and grab the wheelchair with my left arm, the unbroken one. I would make my way up. The first time Mary and Amy saw alone, they laughed at me, and I couldn't help but laugh as well. I keep going. 

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