Fitting In.

All Over.

Eyes slowly began to close as the case was dragging out. Grey eyes were wide open but the rest were relying on coffee.
"What were they like? Growing up with your brothers." Elora stopped reading the exact same passage as she waited for word from Morgan and Hotch.

"Crazy. They wouldn't survive a day on their own. Ren used to set traps up, my parents would lose their minds. Angus would spend his life trying to elevenerife Michael but he never could make the funnier joke. We spent our lives laughing and when we did fight it was quickly forgotten." A fond smile was made and her whole face became warmer.

"What is elevenerife?" Rossi asked as she finished speaking.

"Tenerife. When people want to one-up people all the time, then when one person goes to Tenerife, then the one upper will go to Elevenerife because it is better." The stupid concept was laughed at briefly before moving on.

"What about your parents? Have you told them about what is going on?" Elora shook her head before her words could even form.

"Don't worry about them." There was a finality in her voice that was able to put a stop to another word on the matter and the agents all grew groggy again.

Sleep would have to be missed as Garcia chimed into the room with her usual excitement and joy.
"Morgan and Hotch are here. They have a heavily battered friend in the back who also goes by the name of Daniel. The people who took him also happen to be, dead. They are now dead." With a sudden burst, Elora jumped and her face lit up as the time struck ten.

"Wait, he needs to go to the hospital and get checked out. I will take him there myself, I just need him here." Her lips were bitten raw as she waited for the rest of her team to come back.

"Hotch said that he was checked over. Apparently, Daniel has refused to go to the hospital due to and I quote, 'El has seen enough of those bloody walls.' Daniel was given the clear by those at the scene but they wanted him to be checked over just in case." Her smile was so wide that the team had to blink and double-check that they hadn't imagined it. Her smile was one that was rarely seen so big.

The empty chair was found once again as she waited, her fingers were tapping away and the team seemed to watch for a while before they noticed Elora clearing the room up.

"Hey, we got this. You can go and wait for your brother." Elora had no intentions of stopping as she carried on regardless.

"You guys have helped me today and I am so grateful. You can go back and I will clean it up." Emily still couldn't let it go and so she was helping Elora, along with all the others.

"Elora, do you often find that you get thoughts into your head that you can't get out?" Rossi had taken his chance to stand beside Elora and quietly talk while anticipation grew.

"Trying to catch me off guard? No matter how happy I am you can't get me that easily, however, I guess that you could say that my mind can easily catch onto an idea and I don't forget it easily. Even if I want to." The papers had to be in order and so Elora found the small numbers and stacked them up.

"Would you say that you feel like these thoughts are extreme? Very detailed, maybe you picture things in more detail than you would like and it scares you. Are you scared of losing control and hurting people?" Elora side-eyed Rossi as he spoke and she soon found that the work was put away.

"If you are trying to diagnose me with OCD then you are about 20 years too late. I was diagnosed as a kid." Rossi bit his lips before then smiling at the team and then walking out with her.

"How did you manage to source the tablets when you were undercover?" Warm surroundings seemed to heat up more as Elora thought.

"I didn't." The doors swung open as Hotch walked in and then a face that the BAU could recognise. Just like all the other boys.