Annabelle Riley stood outside the large building with ran pouring down. She was waiting for a sign to tell her to go into the building or leave. She wasn't sure and it kept on going back and forth between leaving and going. Her coat was almost soaked through and in another ten minutes it would be.
She walked back to a bench that gave her a perfect view of the front doors. She watched and waited for the man she needed to speak with to come out. But with her luck he could be out of town. His job took him all over the place even across the borders of the US of A to Mexico and Canada.
The rain continued to fall but not as hard as before. The sun was even able to break threw the gray cloud cover, giving some natural light to the dreary looking building.
Annabelle flinched when she saw one of the doors move, but calmed her self when no one had come out. A few minutes later a tall black man had walked out with a skinny white guy in a sweater vest and another in a dark gray suit. None of the three men looked happy but with the job they did every day she could understand the grim look they had.
She took a deep breath and walked over to the three men. She gripped and twisted the strap to her bag while she walked over. When the rain stopped she wiped her face of the rain drops that had fallen on it.
"Ca… Can I speak to you?" she asked the black man.
"I don't have the time right now. You could come back tomorrow and I can talk with you then. Just ask for Derek Morgan." The man said holding out a crisp white card.
"I'll see you then." Annabelle mumbled out to the man. She shivered and walked away.
The three men watched as she walked away. The two standing behind Derek watching with raised eyebrows.
"She is a bit young for you?" The oldest of the three said.
"What was that about?" asked the smallest of the three men.
"No she's not one of my dates. And I don't know what she wants. So I got to talk to her tomorrow because I don't have the time to have to do it now." He told them.
"What do you think it is?"
"I don't know Spencer but I got the feeling something bad has happened to her." Derek replied.
"Why do you say that?"
"She was nervous and didn't look me in the eye. She gripped and twisted her bag worse that you do when you don't know where Jane or Olivia is and like Hotch is over Jack." Derek told them.
"Yeah and you'll be that way too when ever you find a family."
"I already know that. My Mom would be worse than me about. Keep's begging me for grand kids."
"All mothers do that."Hotch replied.
"How do you know?" Spencer asked.
"Haley's mom hounded her from the day we got married to the day we told her we were having Jack." Hotch replied in a sad tone.
"Sorry man."
"It's okay it's been two years…"
"But no matter how much time passes it won't get easier." Spencer told them.