Metanoia [Book 3]

two

two; it's a beautiful day to save lives.

"Lab results came back and...." I said trailing off, handing everyone a piece of the lab I had written up and got the results back from. "That no DNA was found on the body and no sexual assault." I said handing the last paper to Hotch.

"If we're right, we aren't going to see the usual signature or consistent victimology. There's no compulsion, sexual or otherwise." Spencer said and I rolled my eyes and took a seat next to Rossi.

"That doesn't leave a lot to the profile." Rossi said and I furrowed my eyebrows looking up at them. "Amputating the leg isn't the UnSub's goal. Reattaching it is. The hole in his knee proves it's more radical than that." I said and Blake raised an eyebrow.

"You think this UnSub is preforming transplants?" She asked and I nodded and she sighed. 

Hours later I stood in the office alone and I looked down at the autopsy report of Anders- trying to see if there was something I potentially missed. I heard a knock at the door and Anthony walked in and placed a bag on the table. 

"You weren't in the office eating dinner with us, so I got you some." He said and I gave him a tight lipped smile. "Thanks." I mumbled and he nodded softly, I continued to read the autopsy- not paying any attention to Anthony.

Anthony sighed dramatically and raised an eyebrow. "What's going on?" He asked and I shook my head and looked up at him. "Nothing. Why?" I asked and he sighed. "Because you're going over the autopsy report- that we went over three other times. We didn't miss anything, Hads. So what's going on? And don't lie to me." He said and I licked my lips and reached my hand down into my pocket and pulled out a two small envelopes.

I slid them over to him and picked up my food and spoke. "Thanks for dinner." I said and walked out of the station and went to go eat in the SUV.

2 months ago.

I sat down in the physical therapy room and watched as Arizona Robbins was struggling to walk again. She groaned and threw a therapy ball to the side- making it break some glass.

"Get out of here. " She said and I tried to speak but she threw another ball and it hit me." GET OUT!" She yelled and I sighed and nodded, understanding her pain.

I left and went to the one place I know I wouldn't be kicked out of- Derek's OR. Minutes later I found myself sitting at the top watching Derek about to perform a brain surgery on a young boy. He looked up at everyone and winked at his wife and I. "It's a beautiful day to save lives." He said and then began the surgery.