When Words Become Superfluous

Not Always Easy

Forgiveness is not always easy. At times, it feels more painful than the wound we suffered, to forgive the one that inflicted it. And yet, there is no peace without forgiveness.

-Marianne Williamson

The team sat around in the jet, going over the case. Spencer and Evie naturally sat right down next to eachother with the rest of the team giving them suggestive looks. Spencer ignored them for the most part, and tried to pretend to be engrossed in the case instead of distracted by Evelyn sitting next to him, her knee barely grazing his. It was a little rediculous that they were taking a plane, the case was right in Virginia. It was late though, and they all had elected to cut down on as much time as possible.

"So this unsub is obsessed with the greek culture?" Evie asked, looking to JJ who sat across from them. Jennifer nodded while looking down at her tablet, swiping to go through the pictures.

"All of the victims were killed using either greek methods or instruments of death. They were dressed up to depict ancient greek gods or goddesses." She explained, holding the tablet up for Evie and Spencer to see the gruesome pictures. The victim was a woman dressed in a bright white chiton and a wreath of vines around her head. Her hair was dark and curly... definitely greek. She held a bow and arrow in her hand. Well, it was actually stitched to her hand. The point was, that the victim closely represented a certain goddess.

"Artemis. She was one of the most widely venerated of the Ancient Greek deities, mostly known for the goddess of the hunt, hence the bow and arrow which is her signature weapon." Spencer recited from his mind.

"Killing depictions of the gods and goddesses could be a way of feeling a sense of power." Rossi spoke up.

"Someone with this accurate of greek methods would have to have extensive knowledge." Morgan added. Spencer frowned down at the papers in his lap, giving the information about the crime scenes.

"Possibly an expert on greek mythology..." he muttered, flipping through the pages.

"I have Garcia looking into anything having to do with expert greek professions in the Arlington area." Hotch said. It was a good thing they didn't have to travel far. Spencer hoped to be home soon enough to be able to get a second chance for a sort of date sort of not a date with Evie. "And I think we'll try to get Lawrence some field experience so she knows what she's in for if she wants to go for her gun qualifications." Hotch added, nodding towards Evie. Spencer felt his heart skip a beat. He wanted her in the field? Had Hotch lost his mind? She had barely been on the team for long. There was no way!

"Um... Hotch... You serious?" Spencer asked, frowning at Hotch who mirrored his expression back.

"You have something to say, Reid?" He raised his eyebrows at Spencer which would usually be enough for him to shut right up, but this was different.

"Well... Yeah! She can't possibly be ready!" He spluttered out, his voice getting high as it did when he became upset. All eyes were turned
To him in surprise now, but he ignored them. Even Evie had turned
To him with a look of shock and confusion, but he held his ground.

"Spencer..." She started, but he didn't let her get far.

"No, Evie. Do you really think you are up for something like that? You haven't even been trained for field work yet!" Spencer argued, turning to look at her. Evelyn's face looked slightly appalled and slightly hurt at his words. At the moment, he didn't feel so guilty though. He was just doing her a favor, wasn't he?

"Yes!" she said, her voice slightly raised above normal. "Reid, even if I wasn't ready it's not your place to say so!" He had never seen her angry, but he could already tell he didn't like it. It wasn't like she was extremely aggressive, she was a mixture of hurt as well which was starting to make Reid crumble.