I don't know why it didn't work properly last time. I need to find out why it does this... gah!

Sorry

"Today's case, is a stalker." Penelope started, "These are the last two victims. Michelle Holmes, and Abby Stanford, they were all found with burns on their stomachs, legs and wrists and they were all bound," I watched the screen, ignoring Spencer behind me. Penelope had pulled up two pictures, one of each victim. They were all brown haired, with brown eyes, all looked similar in hair styles and face shape.

"They all look similar, so we have a type..." David said, and I presumed I should start calling them from their last names, like I was taught to. "What's the age range of these women Garcia?" Derek asked and Penelope looks to the screen. "They range from 17 to 21, so pretty young..." I took in the information, silently cursing my eidetic memory.

My mind kept travelling to something else. About why I trusted them so much. Was it a phase? Was it because I just wanted company since I've been alone for years. Too scared to go close to someone... I let off a small sigh, silent, but there. Or was... was it because, someone had finally taken interest in me, spoken to me, cared for me? Everything I thought just made it all the more worse. I couldn't just trust them like this.

Aaron looked around the room before his eyes landed on me. "Okay, may I ask why Ellie is sitting in this room?" I looked up at him and felt my heart race. Was I not allowed in here? I swallowed dryly, before looking down at the table. "She didn't want to stand out there alone, she didn't seem comfortable... You did see how she was with the officer at the detector..." Aaron nodded before looking to me. "You don't have to see this Ellie... You know that right?" I nodded and looked back up.

"I do not mind. I have seen worse..."

They all gave me blank stares which caused me to shift slightly in my seat. "How in god's name have you seen worse?" Derek asked and I gave a small smile. "I just have..." I didn't really want to speak about it, so I chose a safe route. Derek nodded and looked back to the case. "Do you have any reports of more stalking?" I asked them and Penelope nodded. "Another woman, Laura Adams, she keeps getting pictures of a guy, sent to her door. It fits the M.O of the others."

I nod my head and swallows the lump in my throat. I felt like my throat was constricting. Like it was forcing me to face the truth, except I was fighting the truth. Soon enough, the brief was over and I stayed where I was, the table littered with different pictures of body parts, and the four women. JJ was putting up the pictures on a board and writing next to them, showing what they knew. "Morgan, you and Rossi visit the dump sites, JJ you stay here with Reid and see what you can come up with. Emily, you're with me..." The team nodded before going about for what they were told.

I kept my eyes on the paper, reading through everything I could see. Taking it all in. "Laura Adams, 22 years old, you shouldn't be in this pile..." I muttered to myself. I wanted so much to help this woman, but I needed to understand why she was being targeted. I could feel Spencer watching me, and I knew JJ was too, the others already gone to the sections they were assigned to.

I looked up to meet their gazes and gave a small smile. "I hope you don't mind if I try and help..." They seemed reluctant to answer me, and I knew he didn't want me in on this case. None of them did, but I was here and I wanted to help. I got to my feet and looked over all the information once more. "Is there a quiet place I could go?" I asked them and JJ nodded. "Down the hall, the third door, Penelope's room..." I nodded and smiled at them lightly before following the instructions.

I walked into a fairly big room, with computers all over the place, and I knew it was Penelope's, because of all the color around it. Just like her personality. I sat down on the floor behind the open door and crossed my legs. I was going to go into my mind palace, allow myself to become calm and figure through some information I had taken in.

Why was I here? What did I have to gain by being here? This wasn't me... I have to leave.

I had been in my Mind Palace for over 10 minutes before got up from my seat and walked up to the desk, writing a quick note and sticking it on the screen for Penelope. Thanks for everything. I have to go now. I'm going to clean myself up. I quickly made my way out the room and headed out the building, back the way I came. Buildings constricted me, made me feel trapped but I have to deal with it. I walked back to the metal detector and the guard smiled at me.

"Heading out then miss?" I nodded my head and took off the badge, handing it back to him. "Just step back through the detector, if it bleeps, I'll have to scan you over but if it's an injury, I'll let you go," I nodded my head again, staying quiet before walking through the detector. Just like before, it went off and he had to scan me over with the wand, where it bleeped back by my leg. "Have a nice day." I smiled at him before leaving.

April 6th 2013: 6:42pm

I had gotten a while away before I realised I hadn't got my bag with me.

I gritted my teeth and sighed. I guess a new bag was the first thing I was going to buy with whatever money I could get from odd jobs. I hadn't realised that I was walking down the street that Laura Adams lived on, so I kept my gaze down on the floor until I heard a small scream. I felt alert instantly, raising my head I saw a guy dragging Laura across the road. I wanted to help straight away. So running as fast as I could, I stood behind him.

"Let her go!"

I had never spoken to a stranger before, especially in a situation like this. The man turned to face me before letting her go quickly and staring at me. I made sure to keep my eye on him as Laura ran for her house. I ducked suddenly, seeing the punch coming before I threw one back. I clocked him right on the jaw and as he fell to the side. I did a roundhouse kick to his face.

Within minutes the man had fought back and punched out at me, this continued a bit until he managed to punch me one last time in the face. I fell to the side and hit the floor hardly, feeling blood run down my face. I looked up to him and noticed how he looked panicked. Within seconds he had run off, going to disappear as quick as he could.

I managed to get a small glimpse of his face before I moved to lie on my back. I had done too much, too much with very little food in my system. I heard footsteps running towards me before Laura came into my view. "Oh my god are you okay?" I nodded my head and she helped me up. "Thank you so much!" she said, close to crying. I hugged her gently, allowing her to cry into me as I walked her into the house again. I sat her down on the sofa before heading into the kitchen to make her some tea.

I came back into the room and handed her the tea with a few tissues. She took them gratefully before taking a drink of the tea with shaking hands. "Thank you Miss...?" She wanted my name, so I tried to speak just for her. "Allen, Ellie Allen..." My voice was quiet but I could tell she understood why, especially since one of the punches I took was to my face.

"I should clean you up," she told me before getting up and leaving the room. I turned on the spot and noticed myself in the mirror. My lip was split and blood was dripping down my chin and onto my already dirty shirt, I could see a few bruises forming on my cheeks and I knew I would be in trouble now. I can't get a job like this. I sighed and looked down at the floor just as Laura came back in.

She moved over to me and lifted up my chin, gently washing the blood from my face. I let her do her work before I was completely clean and allowed me to sit down. "I called the police... They should be here soon..." I nodded my head and she looked down at my clothes. "Are you okay?" I nodded my head again and she looked at me. "Why don't you take a shower. It's the second door on the left... I can get you some clothes, I'm sure they will fit you."

I glanced up at her. "I couldn't Miss Adams, I can't accept that..." She shook her head and smiled slightly. "Just go have a shower, I'll get you the clothes for when you are done." I nodded before heading for the stairs. "Lock the door... Till the police arrive." Laura got up too and locked the front door before I headed up the stairs and for the bathroom.

I closed the bathroom door and locked it behind me, I was going to have my first shower in over a year. I did get chance to wash myself when I needed to, but it was never a good scrub down. I stripped off my clothes, realising just how bad my underwear looked since it's literally close to breaking. I threw it to the side and turned on the shower, climbing into the hot water quickly.

It was a blessed relief when I could feel the hot water. It's something I had missed in my homelessness. I chose not to spend too long in the shower, so as quick as I could. I washed both my body and my hair before I climbed out, wrapping a towel around my waist, and making sure it was secure before I opened the door.

"Laura?" I said through the house and she walked up the stairs. "Oh you're done... I led out some clothes on the bed in the room opposite... I got you underwear too since I didn't know if you needed any..." I nodded my head and left the bathroom just as someone walked up the stairs. I froze as soon as I recognised them. "Ellie?" I opened my mouth to speak, but I panicked and quickly moved into the bedroom, shutting the door behind me.

My heart raced heavily. That was Spencer, I looked around the room for a moment, quickly taking it in. I moved over to the clothes quickly, throwing them on before opening the window. I didn't want to be here. Not with them, I couldn't. They would baby me and I didn't need that. As soon as the window was open, I climbed out of it quickly, lowering myself out of it before letting go and landing on the ground with a thump.

I heard yelling of police before I ran, I wanted to get away... To be back to how things was. I didn't get very far until I was tackled to the ground, my arms forced behind me and cuffed together. I felt my panic rise as the person spoke. It was Derek. I couldn't help it. I started to cry and struggled against him.

I was picked up off the ground before being forced to walk into the light. I kept trying to get away till I was eventually brought before everyone. "What are you doing?" Laura said running over before an officer pulled her back. "She saved me!" Derek stopped moving and I looked up from the floor, glancing round.

"Ellie?"