In three words I can sum up what I've learned about life: it goes on.

~Robert Frost

They were on their way to the crime site when Garcia called.

"Garcia?" Hotch answered the phone.

"Sir, I have looked into the information about Hannah Lawson." Garcia's voice echoed inside the van.

"Go on," Hotch glanced at Lily through room mirror and asked.

"Well... She is dead." Garcia answered carefully.

"What? dead? How?" Morgan asked frustrated.

"According to the record, she was hospitalized due to her shoulder injury. Three months after she got released, sh-she committed suicide. She, um, overdosed and, oh my god... and slit her wrist in the tub. One of the polices who was assigned to watch over her fou-found and rushed her to hospital but..." Garcia stuttered.

"There goes our only way to find out if this case is linked" Morgan sighed. "Thank you Garcia"

When they arrived at the crime site, Lily didn't get out of the car. Hotch told everyone to give her some time to adjust to new environment but made Reid stay behind with her just in case.

Young agent fiddled around with his fingers. He wasn't sure whether he should start a conversation or not. Lily just looked out the window without a word. He studied her carefully. When he first just briefly looked at her at the station, she looked like a normal Asian. However, in the car where he could observe more, he noticed she had pale white skin and contrasting thin red lips. Yet, her hair was dark black. It was so black that even the light could not make it look brownish. His eyes slowly surveyed downward. She seem to have body shape of typical American rather than Asian.

"I thought there was a silent rule about not profiling coworkers."

"Wha-What?" Reid jumped. She was looking directly at startled genius. "No, I wasn't profiling you. Uh, I was just..Uh, you know looking at you, thinking that you don't look that much Asian. I mean, did you know that, Asian people usually have flat body frame compare to, uh, Caucasian women? Caucasian women usually have more hour glass shaped body. Though it is very stereotypical to say that now a day, because there are a lot of exceptions and crossed race marriage. Not to mention, now a day do a lot of surgery. So, uh, what I'm trying to say is that your..."

Reid's eyes involuntarily traveled downward looking at inappropriate parts. Lily raised her eye brows. Then young agent suddenly noticed how awkward he sounds and turned bright red. They stared at each other for a few second and Lily burst out laughing. Reid relaxed a little as he heard her laugh.

"Yes, . I'm not just an Asian. I'm mixed. My father was a Caucasian, not sure what kind of European bloods are mixed, but my mom is full Korean. That's why I don't look like stereotypical Asian." She smiled at Reid as she explained. "So you weren't profiling me" That wasn't a question.

"No." Nevertheless Reid answered. "I was also thinking... I though there was no actual position of 'Captain' in SWAT?"

"No, there isn't. I'm the SWAT leader. My team just call me captain instead of calling my name." She shrugged.

"Oh..."

"So how come you are not inside the house with them?" She shifted her position toward young agent. He debate for short time if it is okay to tell her truth. It didn't seem like it was a big deal.

"Hotch told me to stay with you just in case" he said the truth.

"Just in case..." she said to herself, rolling her eyes and snort with smile. "Typical Hotch"

Something has been bothering Reid ever since he saw her at the station. He was aching for answer and this seemed like right timing to ask.

"Um... May I ask how you two met?"

"What?"

"I mean... How do you know each other? When I heard you were SWAT, I first guessed that you and Hotch was on same team when he was SWAT but then you look too young" Reid explained, and wondered at the same time why he was explaining all this. Lily laughed again at young agent's nervousness.

"I look too young? How old do you think I am?" she asked instead of answering his question.

"You didn't answer my question"

"Nope, that I didn't" she pointed out teasingly "Will you answer MY question if I answer yours?"

Reid thought about a little with suspicion. When it seemed like there was no trick he nodded.

"Okay. Aaron-well, Hotch and I met because of one of the case he was in when he just joined BAU. He was newbie back then. I was a high school senior ready to go college then... Unsub took my family. Hotch, being softy as usual, took care of me ever since that case." She explained briefly.

"Softy?" Reid asked surprised.

"That was wrong choice of word, but I think you get what I'm trying to say. He might look cold and stern outside but he is very sensitive emotional person who cares a lot inside." She shrugged. "Now your turn. How old do you think I am?"

"Well... To be honest you look like you are 20. However, Hotch said you were one of Captain of SWAT, which mean you have to be at least mid to late 30's?" She laughed again. This time Reid smile shyly and shrugged.

"I'm 31. I graduated college with criminal justice major at age 22 and from FBI academy at age 23. I worked as special agent at CID for a while but switch my career. I became SWAT member at 25 and leader last year."

"31? Wa-wow, you are around my age?"

"Supposedly" She shrugged. Reid frowned at her choice of word. Supposedly? Was she implying something else? He wanted to ask but before he could even try, someone knocked on the Lily's side window. She jumped and almost fell off the chair. She turned around to see who it was. Reid noticed her hand immediately jumped toward her gun.

It was Hotch.

"Lily, I know this is going to be hard for you, but I need you go check on bodies with Reid" He said softly. Reid raised his eyebrow as he sense the tenderness in Hotch's voice.

My life has a superb cast but I can't figure out the plot

~Ashleigh Brilliant