After entering the plane, you noticed that Derek had saved you a seat. You slid into the booth next to him and opened your folder. Inside it were pictures of the two dead families, the first consisting of dark haired man identified as Chris, a blonde lady, and two kids, one girl and one boy. The other was the miller family, the dad, wife and two kids, one boy and one girl. Hotch started first "They were found in their house." JJ piped up "For a vacation they never took." Derek stared at the picture of the Crawford family before saying "why are we called in, if the Maryland State Police think it's a murder suicide. Looks like the father stabbed his family and then shot himself." Rossi looked at Derek and nodded his head in agreement "looks like they found power reside on his hand and the gun was found next to the dead. That would support the conclusion." You flipped the picture of the Crawford family and focused on the miller family. "Derek if you look harder, you will see that another family was murdered about a month ago. The Miller family. "You stated, arching an eyebrow at him. Derek wasn't one for overlooking things. He was meticulous, always making sure to have all the details before he even spoke up. "I was getting there. "He stated with a laugh before continuing. "The mother Reese, her two children, and her new husband. Again, they were found in the basement and like the Crawford's, their suitcases were packed for a vacation." JJ spoke with a tone of surprise. "Both cases, the bodies were discovered, yet the coroner determined that they had been dead only 24 hours." Hotch spoke up. "So for 4 days, both families remained in the of the bodies, both cases, the basement. That indicates a level of organization." You followed his sentence with another statement "With a quick, but disorganized application of overpowering force." Hotch looked at you and nodded his head in agreement. You smiled to yourself that meant Hotch agreed with you. He would never say that out loud but it felt nice to have him agree.

JJ then went about a possible suspect by the name of Eric Miller. He was the biological father of the Miller Children and ex-husband of Reese. It seems they had gotten a divorce and she had remarried about a week before they were killed. She also had a restraining order out against him for domestic violence. The Virginia cops had located Eric Miller have a drunk disturbance at a motel and had brought him in. They found some blood on his jacket that belongs to his children. There was no DNA left at the Crawford's house from him and there is no connection as of yet they could find to connect him to the Crawford's. JJ then looked at Hotch after completing the work up about Eric. "They want use to interview him." Hotch gave Spencer a look before glancing at you. "Spencer I want you to interview him and take Allison." Spencer glanced up at Hotch in surprise and swallowed nervously. "You want…You want me to talk to him?" "Yes, you have done interviews before with other agents. I want you go do the interview solo and have Allison watch." Spencer nodded his head before looking down at the photo of Eric Crawford. You could tell he was nervous. He was scratching at his neck. Hotch then proceeded to tell Derek to go the crime scene with Rossi. JJ would go to the police station to talk to the Virginia Police. Hotch then informed you that it would be about thirty minutes before you arrived.

You leaned back in your seat and nudged Derek. "What happened this weekend? You never showed up." Derek turned to you and shrugged sheepishly. You and him met up every Sunday to hang out and watch movies. Derek hadn't showed up and he had never bothered to text or call you. "We got called to a case on Friday and we didn't get back until Sunday evening. And before you start, I know I didn't call or text you. We were pretty busy though and I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you this weekend." Derek gave you a flirtatious smile and winked. Derek was a ladies man and used his good looks to charm women. He had failed to realize though as your best friend those charms didn't work anymore. It wasn't that you didn't find him attractive, because he was. Standing at about 6'2, dark skin the color of mocha, dark stubble on his head, he looked like sin. He also all ways wore combat boots, fatigue pants and a long sleeve shirt rolled up on his forearms. Women loved that he looks like a cop; it was a combination of dangerous and sexy. They just fell at his feet. He had told you before that it was nice that not all women were attractive to him. You had laughed and said they just didn't know the stupid shit he did. ""Sweetie, we already discussed this. You are way too old for me. "You looked at Derek with an innocent look on your face. Derek looked at you with his mouth hanging open. "To old?! I'm like 5 years older than you." "Yeah you are the same age as Sean. That makes you old." you grinned. Sean was your other brother. He was the middle child. He wasn't in law enforcement like you and Hotch. Instead he was a chef. You and Sean were close. Unlike your relationship with Hotch. Sean was proud of you and told you that regularly. He especially did that because he wasn't in the good books with your father. Your dad was a lawyer, like Hotch was before he went into the FBI. He had wanted Sean to carry that legacy but Sean didn't want to. He knew how it felt not to be wanted.

Spencer gave you a both a little smile as he watched your exchange. Grinning to yourself, you waved your hand toward Spencer. "Besides Spencer is more my type than you are." Spencer blushed and looked away from you. You were telling the truth. You were attracted to smart, sensitive guys, over guys who were extremely good looking and arrogant like Derek. Not that you didn't find Spencer good looking, just because he was smart because you did. You definitely did. He had that geeky cute look going on. He had glasses, always had a vest on, carting around a book. "Speaking of types Derek, How is that one girl, what's her name this week, Kathy…no that doesn't sound right. Casey" Derek gave a small chuckle before replying. "Kaylee. For your information, we dated for like three months. We broke up though. She couldn't handle me always being on call." Spencer looked at Derek with a questioning look. "You had a girlfriend. Why didn't I know about her?" You looked at Spencer and smiled before turning to Derek and smirking. "Derek doesn't tell anyone about his booty calls. I only know because I walked in on them. Let me tell you, disgusting." Spencer stared at you guys with his mouth wide open.

You felt the plane land and shook your head. This conversation would have to wait until later. You grabbed your folder and stuffed it in your bag and stood up. Hotch was standing at the door as it was opening. Leaving the plane, you got in the black SVU that was waiting for you. Hotch got into the driver seat, Spencer sliding in next to you in the back seat. Derek made his way to the other SVU and got into the driver seat, Rossi got into the passenger seat of Derek's SVU, and JJ got into the back. Hotch pulled out of the airport and made his way to the police department. You turned to Spencer. "Are you nervous for the interview?" Spencer nodded his head. "I don't want to make a mistake or let Hotch down." You nodded your head in understanding, so you weren't the only one who was trying to make Hotch proud. You didn't feel like telling Spencer though, that nothing you guys ever did would be good enough for him. You had been trying for twenty-three years and he still wasn't proud and you were his sister. "You will do fine. I am sure of it. How can you not? You're Doctor Spencer Reid." You gave him a smile and winked at him. He blushed and stammered thanks. Hotch pulled up the police department. Getting out of the SVU, you followed behind him.