what if the pharaoh, Atem, had a wife? what if he doesn't remember her. Story starting on Kiba's blimp during the tournament. I am going to be useing my own cards for some of the duels I have a couple of different decks.
I have yugi's and part of s...
The team walked into the station after taking a small trip to the store at Christine's insistents.
Hotch broke off from the rest of them to talk to one of the officers there.
Christine glanced around quickly. the team walked over and set up a place to work. Christine had put her hair up and hid it in a hat
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and had sun glasses on.
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Christine picked up a file and opened it looking through the pages hoping that no one approached her.
"Why are you still wearing those?" Derek asked seeing that Christine had not taken the hat nor the sunglasses off. Christine glanced around quickly and leaned forward.
"Shut up damn it!" she hissed quietly. "and don't call me by name either" she added quietly.
"then what am i supposed to call you?" Derek asked looking at her with a 'what the hell is wrong with you' look.
The team looked at each other puzzled but then Hotch walked over.
"alright Derek you and" He started to see but seeing Christine slice her hand across her throat trying to tell him to shut up. "your normal pairing, go talk to the victims families see what you can find out. Emily and JJ go check out the crime scene." Hotch said. "Reid with me" he added.
Christine made a face. *why cant we go check out the crime scene? why do we have to deal with the people* She thought to her self and followed Derek out after getting the addresses of the families.
Once she and Derek got into the van she growled and voiced her question out loud. Derek turned and looked over at her.
"Ok what is really going on with you?" he asked as he drove away from the station. one way or another, he was going to get answers.
"nothing" Christine said sharply with a scowl. She wished that he would just drop the subject.
"why are you hiding?" Derek tried again.
"I'm not" Christine insisted. *please just stop!* she inwardly groaned.
"mhm" Derek said not believing her. Christine looked out the window watching the scenery pass by. The drive took about 10 minutes to get to the first house.
As they got out of the van they noticed two kids sitting on the porch playing with some trucks and dolls.
Christine felt a sharp pain in her chest as she thought about Christian. she hoped that, where ever that her boy was at, he was alright.
"you comin?" Derek questioned. Christine gulped and walked up onto the porch.
"how rude" she muttered as the kids ran inside and shut the door quickly. Rolling her eyes she knocked on the door.
"You are not one for kids are you?" Derek asked looking amused.
"Not lately" Christine replied but quickly stopped talking as the door opened. her breath was caught as she recognized the woman standing there in front of them.
"Mrs smiths? I am Derek Morgan. this is my partner. We are with the FBI mind if we ask you a few questions?" Derek spoke up seeing that Christine wasn't going to.
"Is this about Crystal?" Mrs. Smiths asked with a quiver in her voice.
"yes" Derek replied.
"c-come in" Mrs. Smiths replied as she stepped to the side letting them in. Christine looked around. the house was, for someone who had kids, far too clean. It was like Bella's house combined with military inspections. Christine shivered a bit. Only Bella's house was larger.
*oh wow, She's really changed up the place* she thought to her self in surprise. Mrs. Smiths lead them into the living room.
"we are sorry about all this. i know this must be hard to deal with" Derek said watching Mrs. Smiths walk around picking up things as she went.
"You have to under stand something mr Morgan. when you have children you will understand the fear us parents live through every day." Mrs. smiths said. "to get news that your fears have come true...its a terrible feeling" She explained. Christine felt her heart break at Mrs. smiths words.
Mrs. smiths looked over at Christine noticing she still had her sunglasses and hat on. "are you alright?" she asked.
"L-Light sensitive" Christine choked out hoping that she didn't recognize her voice. But a look of understanding crossed mrs. Smiths face.
"my daughter had a sensitivity to the light as well" She said and looked down sadly as Derek looked over at Christine and then back over to Mrs. Smiths.
"I know this may not be something that you want to talk about, but can you think of anyone that would want to hurt your daughter?" Derek questioned.
Mrs. Smiths shook her head. "she was a doctor. who knows. She never told me if there was any problems with anyone." She explained.
"Was there a routine she had. did she go to work the same way every day?" Derek questioned as Christine looked around the room at all the pictures and decorations.
Mrs. Smiths sat there thoughtfully. "She always drove to work. but on occasion she would stop by CD's and get lunch or dinner depending on what time it was when she got off" She explained.
Christine tensed hearing her mention CD.
"if there is anything else you can think of that would be of help give us a call" Derek said with a sigh and the left shortly after wards.
As they got into the van and shut the door Christine looked over at Derek. "She was Angel's foster mother" Christine said.
"who?" Derek asked looking over at her puzzled.
"a deceased friend of Bella's" Christine explained with a sigh. "I only know that because Bella would think about her from time to time I've never actually met her until today." she added.
"then i suppose it's a good thing Bella isn't here" Derek questioned.
"quite possibly." Christine replied.
"Where is this CD's place she mentioned?" Derek asked.
"Ill direct you as you drive" Christine replied as Derek started the car and drove off down the road.
