A/N: Hey, so I'm not so sure if this chapter is too good, they basically focused on how Gideon was affected by everything, so this was a little hard to write. Also, I'm not sure if Hotch became Unit Chief when Gideon took leave, or if he already was, but I'm just going to guess and say he already was. Sorry if I'm wrong. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Do I own Criminal Minds? Let's see, I own a computer, a cell phone, a cat...nope. Not Criminal Minds.

Warning: Spoilers for Extreme Aggressor and Won't Get Fooled Again.

Word Count: 627

Happy reading!

Most people assume that Jason was the only one upset about what happened. He was the one that had a breakdown, and was given six months leave, so I guess that's a logical conclusion. He's not the only one though. I'm the Unit Chief, the boss, and as boss I'm supposed to be able to protect my agents. I didn't. I couldn't.

When JJ first brought us the case I had no idea how good the UnSub was. Two bombings in Boston over the course of three weeks; four deaths and nineteen survivors. There was a third bombing the same day we arrived, and we had a profile ready the following. Bombers are the hardest to profile, and it wasn't exact enough to narrow down so many possible suspects.

By the time he'd bombed five more buildings I was frustrated. More than frustrated. And when we found video footage of Adrian Bale placing a bomb at Kresher Grocery Store, it was like a dream come true. Everyone was so anxious to let the people of Boston have a good night's sleep, that we didn't consider one part of the profile.

"When we find this man, he will not give up without a fight. He will not just let us take him into custody."

Those were the exact words. My words. The profile never lies.

I organized a SWAT team, and we parked just out of sight of Bale's listed address. An old warehouse building. That should have been a red flag right there. Who lives in a warehouse? I listened to Jason's idea, and decided it was the best way, the easiest way. If I had any clue what Bale was planning, I would have told SWAT to take the shot, without hesitation.

I knocked on, then kicked down the door, Reynolds, Crane and Jason right behind me. Four agents from the Boston office hung back in case we needed help. I wish I had told them that we didn't.

When I saw Adrian Bale standing there, the façade of shock playing on his face, I should have stopped. I should have thought, This is too easy, and had the bomb squad clear the building before taking him down. I didn't. I walked out with the suspect and let Jason give the stand-by agents the okay to go inside.

When I felt the blast, there were so many thoughts going through my mind. The safety of my agents, the evidence in the building, and most of all, how had Bale done it? Those were interrupted when I saw Jason running towards the flames. I shouted for him to wait, but he didn't seem to hear me.

Eventually, after the fire was out and the paramedics were there, I went inside to find him. He was giving CPR to Reynolds, terror written all over his face. I could tell he was dead, as was everyone else that had been in the building when Bale pressed the button on that remote. Paramedics and police walked in and out, no one was smiling. I started to talk to him, pull him away but he didn't notice me. I tugged on his shoulder to get his attention, told him it was too late.

My official report ends there. No one knows what I did next. Later, I called the Garcia, told JJ, Morgan and Reid, but no one knows what I did after I left that building, my heart heavy with the loss of my friends. Knowing that seven innocent people were now dead. Knowing I could have stopped it.

I cried.