Christi's now 17 and she's back in Virginia. She had been in Chicago for about five and half months and she begged Spencer to let her go home. After she had gotten arrested for the drug possession and assaulting the cop she had heard Reid talking to Fran and she had heard him over the phone telling her that he heard what she said about him not being her real father and her not having to listen to him. She went up to him and hugged him and apologized telling him she didn't mean it. She had to forty hours of community service for the possession and assaulting the cop. It was twenty hours for each so in total it was forty hours. She had started to get better when she got home. She was still rebelling but it wasn't as bad as before. All she's really doing now is sneaking out and getting into trouble at school. At the moment she and her American Government Honors class are on a felid trip to Washington DC to experience it.

"Okay class we're through for today's tour. You can do go hang out around DC but be sure to be back at the hotel by the 10pm bed check." Their teacher said.

They all nod and Christi and a few of her friends go and head over to the local mall.

They're laughing and giggling and they head into one of the bookstores at the mall.

Christi starts looking around and goes and buys herself a book. Then she saves the rest of the money Spencer had given her before she left for dinner that night and then lunch the next night as they were getting home the next night.

She spots a book she knows Spencer would love but she didn't want to spend anymore of the money she has. She sighs and gnaws on her lower lip and puts the book into the bag with her other book then as she and her friends leave an alarm goes off and they get stopped.

They search all of their bags and Christi takes off running. She hears footsteps behind her and she sees a cop behind her chasing her.

"Shit!" she says and picks up her pace. XXX

Derek and Jake are sitting in the patrol car on break having some McDonalds for lunch.

"All units be advised we have a shop lifter running down Constitution Ave NW. Please be advised. Closest units the suspect is wearing dark wash blue jeans, light blue tank top with black hair with pink streaks going through it. She's about five foot three inches. Hazel eyes, olive skin tone."

"That's this way." Jake said looking up and sees her run past.

"Damn it! It's Christi!" Derek growls as he and Jake get out and chases after her.

Derek is closest behind her and she looks back and looks him then picks up her pace and so does he.

Derek manages to catch up to her and grabs her.

"Get down to the ground now," he growls.

"GET OFF OF ME BITCH ASS COP!" she shouts fighting against him.

"Get her face down Nathan!" Jake shouts catching up to them.

"I said get down!" Derek growls.

"NO!"

Derek knocks her feet out from under her and gets her face down and pulls her hands behind her back.

"You have…"

"I've heard it before. I ain't sayin' a fuckin' word." She says giving in and letting him cuff her.

As Derek got her down to the ground her shirt rode up and he sees a cross with wings coming out the side of it with a ribbon going around it. In the ribbon it read 'In loving memory Derek Morgan, loving father' then at the bottom of the left wing it had his date of birth then at the bottom of the right wing it had his date of "death". He sighs and sits her up and adjusts her shirt.