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It was a dark week… full of surprises which were definitely not happy, nor neutral… just sad and morbid. The very first good news came on Saturday night, the time no one has expected any changes and no breakthroughs.

"Agents!" Shouted out young detective "We have him. Man corresponding to your profile hides himself in an abandoned warehouse on periphery."

The mood has perceptibly changed, all agents looked surprised and nervous in expectation of arresting the unsub. Hotchner stood up first followed by Rossi and Morgan. "Let's go!" Said and walked out of the police station.

"Everybody listen to me." started Hotchner "Before we come in, you have to know that our target is armed, extremely dangerous and probably protected by unknown number of guards… so be careful please."

All agents nodded, Reid looked nervously at dark silhouette of warehouse and Morgan checked his gun… the others stayed quiet just as the rest of SWAT team waiting for their orders.

"We will split to two groups, one will be let by me and Reid and the second by Rossi and Morgan." Said Hotchner and followed by Reid and half of people from SWAT team, ran towards the main entrance, second group took the back door.

The warehouse has been empty for long time… or at least it looked like it was. Chaotic rows of big boxes where high and made impossible every try to look on the other side. Hostiles could be beside them, but they'd be invisible. All of them treaded silently, hoping none had noticed them.

Than in one moment someone turned all lights on… they knew. And then just before Hotch appeared the girl; pale, suited up in black with silenced gun in her left hand. She looked at him terrified and vanished in a moment.

"Follow her!" Shouted out but when people from SWAT got to her last position, she was gone. But there was a man instead. Man with bullet between his fearful eyes, their unsub.

"That was the girl?" Asked Reid whispering.

"And who else?" Rossi came from shadows with Morgan.

"Where are the others?"

"We 'we split." Answered Morgan. "They should-" An explosion broke all agents down. From the dark, smoky crater, which has left after wall, came hostiles. One of them was still holding rocket launcher.

Hotch looked around him, everything was blurry and strange, but still he was able to see that Morgan and Rossi where unconscious and Reid was sitting, confused and unable to protect himself… as was he. And SWAT people didn't look much better.

I'll die here, thout himself and rememberd on his son. He took a gun. It was probably his, but he wasn't sure… his hand was shaking.

Men mowed forward and he wasn't able to aim. Their leader lifted his hand with gun, smiling… but at that very moment his legs weakened and he fell down dead.

There was the girl standing partly in shadows. She pushed the trigger of her silenced gun few more times. All hostiles trying to protect themselves from the death ended up the same way as the leader. Girl mowed one step forward holding her gun prepared. She looked at him, her hair was pastel white just as her face, eyes shined with steel gray and all clothes were simple black.

She gave him a weak smile and disappeared with the sound of police cars.