Police Station 8:20
“Take the deep breathe, everything will be all right. The people here are trying to help you and find justice for your friends.” Morgan said to reassure the shaking girl.
She nodded her head and took one step before pausing, “Will you be there with me?” she asked looking uneasily at the agent.
“I well with you the whole time.” He nodded.
They both walk into the station and Morgan led her to his unit chief where he introduce them, “Allie, this is my unit chief, Aaron Hotchner. Hotch this is Allie Blackwell.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you Ms. Blackwell.” He said in a strict and professional voice.
“It’s nice to meet you too sir. Please, call me Allie.” She said.
“Right, there are some questions I have to ask you Allie. These questions can help us with the investigation, let’s go to the meeting room.” Hotch said leading Morgan and Allie to the room.
Once inside, Allie couldn’t help but gasp at the horrible scene that she is seeing. In the front of the room were two long clear boards with ton of photo of her friends and their gruesome death. Each one portray so much blood.
Before they could stop her, Allie walked up to one of the boards and saw Jordon’s photos. He looked so pale and fragile in the pictures, lying in his own pool of blood with his face forever frozen in the state of shock and pain.
“How… How could he do this to them? Why? Is it my fault that they are dead?” she cried as she fell to the floor. In seconds, Morgan was next to her, holding and comforting her like he did the night before.
“No, it’s not your fault. It was never your fault to begin with. This guy is a murder, he’s the cause of all this.” He reassures her in a calming voice.
During the whole time he was comforting her, Morgan did not see the surprise look on his boss's face. Hotch has worked with Morgan for 5 years and knew him very well, as the boss, a profiler, and a friend. There something was going on with his friends. He knew from Morgan’s tone while he is comforting her that he did not like her in pain and is beyond worried about the petite girl.
To give them a moment for Allie to collect herself, Hotch walks out and retrieved a glass of water. When he walks back, they were now sitting next to each other at the table in the center of the room. Hotch watch as Morgan place a hand on her back to comfort her. With a sigh, he walks up to them and places the glass of water in front of her and Allie nodded in thanks.
“I’m sorry for breaking down like that.” She said in a broken voice.
“It’s understandable.” He said reassuring her.
“Now, I know it is hard, but Allie, can you think of anyone that would want to harm your friends?” Hotch ask
“No, I don’t think so. I do not hang out with a big crowd so there’s no one that comes to mind.” She said looking at the strict man.
“How about any ex boyfriends who want you back?” He continues.
At that question, Allie couldn’t help but blush and answers, “I… I haven’t been in any relationships since starting college. I’ve been too busy with school…” She paused before continuing, “But I have been on some blind dates my friends set me up with.”
“Can you give us the name of these dates?” Hotch asked sliding a notepad and pen toward her. After a few moments Allie wrote down 3 names and gave him back the notepad and pen. He pulls out his phone and dial Garcia.
“Hello boss man! What can I do for you?” she said in a chirping voice.
“Garcia I need you to look up for names for me” he said and gave her the names then hung up.
Suddently his phone rang again and he answer. His face twist into frown and he shares a look Morgan.
“You two might want to hear this.” He said before putting the phone on speaker. “You’re on speaker JJ with Morgan and Allie, what happened?”
“Yeah Hotch, we’re at the campus and found another body. “ At that statement, Allie gasp and looked at Morgan.
“Go on JJ.” Morgan replies in a strained voice.
“There is no ID on him, but he’s a black male in his late 40s. He’s filthy and clothes are worn out and torn. He doesn’t belong here, probably not a student. But he was killed with three shots, one near the heart and twice in the face.” JJ said. That description Morgan and Allie looked at each other, that description sounded all too familiar.
“Guys…” Morgan said with a pause, “You remember me informing you about the event that look place at the gas station last night? The men you’re describing sound very familiar. JJ, can you send us a picture of him?”
After a few moments, the picture was sent through Hotch’s phone. Morgan gasp in surprise while Allie gave out a small cry in shock. The picture of the dead man was the same man that tried to mug her last night.
“That’s him Hotch, the very same man.” Morgan said to Hotch who has a grim look on his face.
“But I thought you said he was in jail?” Prentiss voice could be heard over the phone.
"He... He was there that night. At the gas station with us... He was there the whole time and saw everything." Allie gasps out, with a look of shock and disbelief.
After a moment of silent, Hotch said, “Finish up at the crime scene and come back here, we’re ready to give out a profile.”
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For The Love of Derek Morgan
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