OH, YOU CAN HEAR ME CRY,

SEE MY DREAMS ALL DIE,

FROM WHERE YOU'RE STANDING

ON YOUR OWN.

IT'S SO QUIET HERE, AND I FEEL SO COLD;

THIS HOUSE NO LONGER

FEELS LIKE HOME.

-So Cold


Reid sat in paralyzed silence, shock, disbelief.

He wouldn't accept it.

No.

He couldn't accept it.

Not those words.

He couldn't hear them, and he didn't want to.

"She never made it off the table…"

NO.


It hurts.

Numb.

Empty inside.

She can't be gone.

No…


*FLASH*

"Why run? We're her family."

"She ran to protect us."

I get it—I really do.

But why did you have to leave?

We could have kept you safe.

Why did you let him take you away..?


*FLASH*

"Reid, I need you to listen to me. What Cyrus did to me was not your fault. It was my decision, and I would do it again. Do you hear me?"

I heard you then.

But…I don't know about now.

This time…it's different.

You left us.

Did you even think?

About how this would affect us?

About what would happen if you—

no.

I guess not.

I heard you then.

But, Emily..?

I don't hear you now.


We sat in the dark, waiting for you to come home.

And then, we heard Derek.

We heard what he said to you…

We heard it all.

*FLASH*

"I've got her! I got her in the basement in the south side—I need a medic! Hey, Prentiss…"

"Morgan..?"

"Hey, it's me. I'm right here. You're gonna be alright. Stay with me, baby. Come on, stay with me!"

"Let me go…"

"No. No; I am not letting you go. Listen to me, I know why you did all of this. I know what you did for Declan. And I am so proud of you. Do you understand that? I am proud of you because you are my friend, and you are my partner. No, Emily! Come on, stay with me! If you can hear me, please, just squeeze my hand…"

He let you go.

He didn't mean to.

Please…

Just explain to me why.

Why did you tell him to let you go?

Why would you want to leave us..?


*FLASH*

"She never made it off the table."


I didn't want to hear them.

And now I can't make them stop.

For four years, we've been friends.

For four years, we've been family.

For four long years, you never let us go.


"I never got to say goodbye."


IT'S SO QUIET HERE, AND I FEEL SO COLD;

THIS HOUSE NO LONGER FEELS LIKE HOME.