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Season 6 Episode 20 "Hanley Waters."

I had just finished my fifth chemo appointment

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I had just finished my fifth chemo appointment. I had a drink of water before I left. My hair had been falling out a lot which is what had happened previously. I hadn't planned on doing anything with it yet, but I needed to do something soon.

I was changing into my clothes while trying to eat a breakfast bar. My body wasn't having it, I felt too sick to eat anything so I just stuck with coffee. I was sitting at one of the bar stools in my kitchen when I realized it was almost time for me to leave. I quickly slid on my heels, grabbing my go-bag, badge, and gun.

I drove to H.Q. and when I got there Hotch and Morgan were behind closed doors. "What's going on?" I asked Spencer. "Hotch is asking everyone how they're doing since Emily's death," he sighs and I nod. "I see. Anyway, any word on Doyle?" I ask him. "No, he's off the grid," he says. "Damnit," I frown.

I guess Hotch had gotten word we had a new case because a few minutes later, we were all sitting around the round table.

"A deadly chain of events to report to you today. Approximately forty-five minutes ago, four people were shot to death in a gun shop on West Waters street. Tampa P.D. is calling this mass murder unprecedented," A news reporter said, on the television screen. "A woman went in there and just shot up the place?" I asked, confused. "Yeah, witnesses heard gunshots and saw a woman leaving the store," Garcia says. "Is there enough for a sketch?" Morgan asked.

"Family-owned business. No cameras," Hotch says. "The only thing of value the witnesses said was that she seemed really calm," Penelope says. "Like an office or school shooter," I say. "Did she work there?" Rossi asked. "No. Local police have already ruled that out," Penelope answers. "Then she must have known one of her victims. I doubt this was random," I say.

"You know, Klebold and Harris documented their hatred of the athletes at Columbine, but on the day they targeted the cafeteria instead of the gymnasium because they were only interested in obtaining the highest possible body count," Reid says. "These offenders usually hole up in one location and eventually commit suicide, either by their own hand or in a shootout with police," Rossi says. "But this woman took off before the cops arrived," Morgan says. "She's probably not finished," Hotch says.

We got up, grabbing our files, and going to get our go bags. We got on the jet and started victimology.

"Larry Connors, born and raised in Tampa. He's owned a gun store for sixteen years," Reid says. "Marissa, what did you find out about victimology?" Hotch asks me. "They're all locals with similar backgrounds. Blue-collar jobs, they're all divorced, and they've all got tempers. Most of them have misdemeanor bar fights on their record," I say. "Testosterone-fueled victims, but somehow she still gets the drop on all of them," Morgan says. "Men like this may not view her as a threat because she's a woman," I say.

"Who's likely in the middle of a psychotic break," Spencer says. "We should check psych wards in the area for recent releases," Hotch says. "And run incident reports on women who've been asked to leave businesses due to angry outbursts," Rossi adds. "How far do we want to go back? A year?" I ask. "No, more than that. No incident is too small. She's probably been boiling for a while," Rossi answers. "Unless she's in serious denial, then she's been burying her feelings, which would have just made her worse and worse," Spencer says. "The question is, why did she choose today?" Hotch asks.

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