Disclaimer and note to readers: I don't own CM just my O/C. Montgomery is a character who popped in my head months ago. I then started to think about what she would be like and what she could bring to the team. It is very interesting to create someone.

I was originally going to wait to post until I had more chapters and was done with another fanfic but I didn't want to wait any longer. There will be more than one case solved during the course of this fic. I had too many ideas that I liked to chose just one.

Also, I don't really have a time frame as to when this takes place other then the fact that it is after Gideon left. I don't know yet if I will reference anything that has happened since then.

Due to other fanfic and my jobs, I am not able to post that often. With that said, here is the prologue. Enjoy and I hope you will like this as much as I do. Happy Reading!

Prologue:

It was the warmth and brightness that Annie was going to remember the most from that day. The quiet and peaceful stillness of the late afternoon would also stick in her memory along with the contentment she felt at being home.

It was spring break and Annie was home from college for a visit. She had been working hard at school and didn't take much time off. She took classes over the winter holiday to get ahead and only took a few days off for Christmas to go home for a visit. Her parents told her that she was working too hard and needed some time off and finally decided that they were right. So here she was back home, enjoying the comfort she always felt when in her parents house. Though Annie took the break and came home for a visit, she did bring with her some of her course work, much to the chagrin of her parents, but they understood the drive of their daughter.

At that moment Annie was doing some of her coursework as her six year old sister sat on the floor near her and colored. Her father had gotten home moments ago, changed and went to help her mother in the kitchen with dinner. Both her parents liked to cook and it was their special time together.

Annie smiled to herself as she went back to her reading and note taking. Several minutes later, the slam of the front door caught her attention. She listened to pounding feet rushing to the kitchen and then her brother, Richard's voice. Though his deep voice traveled to the den, Annie couldn't make out what he was saying. Rosie's head came up from her coloring and she exclaimed excitingly,

"Richie's home!"

The little girl then stood up and started to make her way to the kitchen. From the way that his voice traveled, Annie knew that Richie was having another one of his episodes and that it wouldn't be good for Rosie to witness it, so Annie got up to catch her sister. She caught up with Rosie in the hall leading to the kitchen. Grabbing her sister's arm she said,

"No Rosie. Mamma and Daddy are talking with Richie right now. We shouldn't interrupt them."

The little girl pouted, sticking out her bottom lip as she whined, "But I want to see Richie!"

"Not right now" Annie answered firmly.

Annie put her hands on Rosie's shoulders and listened to her parents and brother. Though she couldn't make out much, Richie was definitely acting paranoid again. This time he was accusing their parents of planting listening devices in his car and having him followed. Their mother was trying to calm him down and their father was trying to assure him that they did nothing of the sort and that he should just take a seat and have something to drink. At that Richard spat out that they probably poisoned the sweet tea. Annie heard some movement and then Richie yelled not to touch him. Annie knew that her mother probably tried to hold him. The air suddenly got heavy, and Annie started to get nervous. She heard some movement again and then heard a click and a sharp gasp from her mother. She could tell that her father was saying something to her brother but his voice had gotten a lot quieter and she couldn't make out what he had said. Annie inched further down the hall to be able to hear better, still holding onto her sisters shoulders. When she got to a distance that still felt safe, Annie focused on what was coming from the kitchen. Her parents sounded scared. She wondered what was going on. More fragments of what was being sad drifted to her.

"Don't do this son. We're not the enemy." Her father said trying to sound calm.

A "Please don't!" came desperately from her mother.

"You're one of them and I can't have you getting me. You'll hurt me" said her brother. Annie could hear small sobs mingled with the anger and accusations in his voice. Her sister also noticed sobs and broke from her grip and ran for the kitchen. Annie ran after her trying to stop her. Her sister burst through the kitchen door, saying,

"Don't cry Richie, it's….."

Annie watched as her sister stopped suddenly and then collapsed. Annie jerked back and then looked down at her little sister and the blood that was starting to pool around her before looking back up at her brother, holding a gun. Her parent's both had let out a yell but she remained silent and staring at her brother in fear and disbelief. Her mother started to move to Rosie.

Richie turned to her and yelled, "Back off!" while pointing the gun at her.

Their mother was weeping and didn't heed her son's warning. She kept moving toward her fallen daughter. Another shot rang out and Annie watched as her mother fell to the ground. Her father yelled out her mothers name and then looked back at his son.

"Stop this now! You don't need to do this. It isn't the answer."

"Don't tell me what to do!" Richie stood looking panicked and frightened himself. He was pointing the gun at her father, his hand slightly shaking. Annie could tell that though her brother was upset and being delusional, he was trying to fight for some control. She could feel his inner turmoil and that he was trying to get a grip on himself. She stepped forward slowly and her father noticed her.

Calmly he said to her, "Annie, don't come any closer. Just slowly, get out of here."

Annie gently shook her head and shifted her gaze to her brother.

"Richie, it's alright. You're safe in the house. No one here wants to hurt you."

"No! You're wrong. Everyone is out to hurt me." Richie answered eyeing her from the corner of his eye. Annie decided to play into his paranoia and responded,

"Not here. It's safe here. It's out there," Annie pointed to the outside of the house, "that you're not safe. I know what you mean by people trying to get you. But they're all outside, lurking. In here we're safe with Daddy. He would never hurt us. Please put the gun down. Don't be like them and hurt us." She was able to get closer to her father while she was talking. Her brother was still holding the gun at him, but not as confidently as before. Her brother was starting to sweat and looked uncertain. His eyes started to shift back and forth from between her and her father.

"She's right. It's okay in here. No one wants to hurt you son. We love you. Please put the gun down. Then we can sit and talk about this. It's going to be okay." Their father started to move toward Richie but he screamed out,

"Don't come near me!" and held the gun with more confidence. Their father stopped and held up his hands.

"Okay. I won't. Please, just let Annie out of here."

"NO!! Then she'll get them!"

"No I won't Richie." Annie started to move toward her brother and he turned quickly to her with the gun pointed at her.

Their father yelled out "Don't!" and quickly dove in front of her as another shot rang out from the gun. Her father jerked back from the momentum and looked at her before collapsing onto the tile floor. Annie looked at her brother before she too fell to the floor, clutching her left shoulder. The bullet had gone through her father and into her. She looked down at where the blood was coming from her wound and then at Richie. He was staring her blood. Then he looked around at the fallen bodies of his family and started muttering and pacing. At first she couldn't make out what he was saying then her brother got louder.

"They should've listened. This is what they wanted. They wanted me to do this." He kept repeating this as Annie started to drift into unconsciousness. The last thing Annie saw was her brother looking down at her with tears falling down his face before running out the door. Then darkness engulfed her.