Change your life today. Don't gamble on the future, act now, without delay. - Simone de Beauvoir.
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I felt Morgan's presence close by as I examined the newest crime scene, "21 year old, Marco Richardson. Apparently love by everyone, Had a wife and left behind a small baby girl," Said Morgan and I felt tears pile up in my eyes but I quickly pushed them away.
"How's old the child?" I asked my boyfriend as I turned around and pulled of my blue gloves and he looked back in the file. He looked back at me with a gloomy face on. I knew it was a bad age.
"2 years old." He stated and that's when I felt the tears come down. Morgan rushed to my side and wiped away the tears, "Shh, I'm right here mama." He said pulling me into a tight hug, nearly crushing me at the same time but I could care less.
"Let's go talk to the wife." He whispered as he leaned down and kissed me lightly, I leaned up and kissed him a little more before pulling away and walking to the SUV. Derek got into the drivers seat while I just looked out of the window, thinking about Rene.
"Rene's still on your mind, isn't she?" Morgan asked looking over at me, I snapped my head to the left to look at him before nodding. I felt tears come down but I didn't let them come down so fast, I pushed them away quickly.
"Abi wants me to come to her funeral in a months time in Boston," I said, Derek sighed before he looked back over me.
"You can go you know," He said and I shook my head.
"I don't know, It's just too hard. I've known Rene since I was 3, she lived beside me and Spencer when we were young." I stated as I looked back out the window and the SUV elapsed into silence.
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"Mrs Richardson, I'm Agent Grace Reid and that's Agent Derek Morgan," I said showing my badge as Morgan rummaged through his pocket to get his.
"Come in," She said opening the door for us, and we both entered the house. We saw the two year old daughter sitting in front of the television. Derek went to talk to her while I took the wife through to the kitchen.
"What can I help you with agent?" She asked crossing her arms over her stomach. I sighed as I put my badge back into my jackets pocket.
"Your husband Marco. Was found in the park this morning." I said.
"How is the FBI's business, why he was found there?" She asked me, obviously thinking I meant alive.
"Mrs Richardson, He was found with a shot to the head." I whispered and she covered her mouth as a sob came out of her mouth, "I'm so sorry, I know I think you think I don't know what you are going through but I lost my sister to the exact same way. So if you need anything." I said pulling out my card.
"Call me, I'll pick up at anytime." I said giving her a weak smile.
"Thank you, For telling me." She whispered and I nodded before pulling her into a tight hug, I heard Derek laughing with the two year old daughter through in the other room.
"We'll head it out," I said and she thanked me once more, before I walked through and grabbed Morgan and we walked out of the house. We walked straight to the SUV and got in, Derek started it up when the wife came running out.
"What's up?" I asked and she looked at me.
"Does it get better, The pain?" She asked and I looked over at Morgan before looking back at her.
"It takes time, but yes. It gets better," I said and she nodded before walking away again. "That poor family, The kids going to have to grow up without a father. I know how that feels." I scoffed at the thought of my own father.
"You did good, The wife seems to trust you and your judgements." Derek said rubbing his fingers across my thigh where my hand was sitting and I looked over at him before nodding, and he pulled the SUV away from the house.
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Fanfiction{#1 In Hotch, 8th July} Grace Reid, has always been known as a somewhat genius with her good looks and her personal duty to protect people from what she had to go through. She had three PhD's in college and is Spencer Reid's little sister. Him prob...
