Reid looks at me for a moment, and I look straight back at him for one too. We both look back at what we are doing. Reid was looking at the case files, me writing. I was writing in my book. I knew it had all of my secrets in it. Looking back at it, made me happy, sad, and... Just missing all of the amazing memories of the past. It was almost like a memory book, but of everything. It was a huge book, with all of my secrets and the past in it. It was an auto-biography, I suddenly realise and something hits me. Not in the figurative way, but physically. I look down and bite the inside of my lip. I wasn't sitting next to anyone, but I was across from Morgan. I close the book, and then feel another hard kick. They didn't even feel like kicks anymore. I look up at Morgan. He was listening to music, and then he looked at me for a moment. "Are you okay?" He asks. "Yeah." I say, sighing. "You look like you've just seen a ghost." He says, then grins. I smile back. "Really?" I ask, then he continues to listen to music. Looking out the window, I stare for a moment at the view, then pull out the case file again. Looking at the murders, it seemed that the people had died while sleeping, but if you were to actually know how they died, it seemed they had a large amount of organs, and parts of their body removed, by just... I think for a moment, then stare in amazement. "Our UN-sub did this to our victims just like the Egyptians did to their kings when they died. But that process takes a month, and this took a week for each body." I say, amazed. "So our victims were executed with a shot, so they died peacefully, then they were cut open from the hip, and then their organs and stomach and heart were taken out, including the brain. It's just how the Egyptians did it, other than the length." Morgan says. living him one nod, we keep discussing the case.
"The question is, what does he do with the organs and brain?" J.J asks. "He keeps it as a memory. A treasure." Rossi says, and I could've sworn I'd seen his eyes shine. I knew we had about ten to twelve hours. "Lets all et some rest. We had a long day ahead of us." I say, and take off the head-phones. Standing up, I go into the bathroom, and close the door. I 'go' to the bathroom, then look in the mirror for a minute. I looked serious, but more serious than I had thought. I looked miserable. I felt awful. I cover my mouth, and feel myself vomiting into the toilet a second later. I hear a knock on the door. "Are you okay?" It was J.J. "Yeah, thanks." I say back. I wasn't okay. I felt terrible pains, and felt kicking. I flush the toilet. Putting up my hair, I stand up and fix myself up. I was pale. I feel myself vomit again, this time was just painful. I couldn't fight it, it was just pain, coming out of me, and more and more came. I stop, and hear another knock. I wondered when it would end. I flush the toilet again, and then hear J.J again. "Liz, open the door." She says, knocking. "One minute." I say. I stand up, and open the door. J.J stood, a bit shocked. "Are you alright?" She asks. "No." I say, being honest. I was light-headed, and dizzy. "Liz, are you sure you wanna work this case?" She asks. I nod. "I'm sure. I'll be fine." I say, and we both walk back.
Two hours later, everyone was sleeping. I begin to fall asleep, realising I really needed to.
Waking up, everyone was awake. I was sitting on the chair, but my arms on the table and my head on-top. The baby had completely stopped kicking. I check what time it is, seeing it was four AM. It was time to get off? I stand up, and go into the bathroom, leaving the door open. Fixing my hair and makeup, I leave. A flight attendant knocks on our section, and then opens the door. "It's time to go." She says.
We all grab our bags and head off the plane, and into the hotel room. The flight was ahead of schedule, but the P.D wasn't expecting us till four fifty.
Getting into the hotel rooms, we unpack then head to the P.D
