They arrive at the local station at 7.30am. A new body has shown up overnight, but still no signature. Emily stares at the face of the latest victim. She looked torn, but, almost peaceful - motionless, cold, and untouchable now.

She shakes herself out of her thoughts to see Hotch staring at her again. This is the last thing she needs. She decides to ask about the case.

"So has forensics come up with anything on the body that might give us a clue about this unsub?"

Reid glances over the latest report, highlighting the details for the team. She allows her mind to wander for a moment longer. It was the victim's eyes that were holding her attention, so glazed and free of care now.

"Prentiss. Prentiss." Hotch's voice sounds irritated from having to repeat himself.

"Yes?"

"You and Morgan go and check out the dump site, look for any clues that may have been overlooked."

"Sure."

She really needs to get her head on today. It isn't helping that Hotch seems to be watching her every reaction or lack thereof. At least getting out of the station with Morgan will give her a break from his gaze.

"Dibs on driving." Morgan's cocky smile is evident from his tone.

"Sure." She replies weakly.

"Hope I don't get lost..." He grins, trying to get a reaction.

"Yeah." She continues to walk towards the car in her own world.

His expression seems to falter seeing her lack of responsiveness.

"Emily, you ok?"

That grabs her attention. "Why does everyone keep asking me that! Just drive the car Morgan."

"Whoa, relax. Talk to me."

"It's nothing, really I'm fine." She realizes her overreaction and tries to steady her tone. "Just had a late night."

"Ok." He decides not to push it, and starts the car.