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Previously on "Psycho Girl"

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"Closure my ass! Do you wanna know what I said to her that night? The god-awful things I said! We were fighting! I just got so into it," Isabelle threw her hands up. "It was my fault she died," she said not shouting anymore but her voice quivered.

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"A while back I was kidnapped by a serial killer, it was a bit complicated but in the end the only way for me to escape was to kill him, so I shot him twice, he'd thought I was his friend and I tried to save him but he died in my arms, he wasn't my best friend, but if you ask anyone in that building if they were responsible for ending someone's life, they'd say yes," he said shrugging but a ghostly look of memories in his eyes. He shrugged again, "it comes with the job,"

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Reid was finally getting used to her random abruptness. "Tell me a piece of random trivia,"

Reid chuckled, "Why?"she sniffled,

"It makes me feel better," she said meekly. He laughed, if this was all he had to do to make her happy, he would watch "Jeopardy" much more often.

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She laughed a little,

"Buzz kill,"

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JJ couldn't hold it in any longer, "Aww!" JJ exclaimed soon joined by Prentiss and Garcia who'd slipped in god knows when.

Reid turned to his team with his eyebrows raised, "How long have you guys been standing there?" Reid asked a blush crawling into his cheeks.

"A while," Garcia said giggling. Reid put his head in his hands, and chuckled.

"Hey guys? We should probably go get Izzy some trial clothes, it's almost noon," Prentiss said speaking up from the back of the mob. Everyone mumbled agreements.

"Oh I wanna commmme!" Garcia squealed running over to Izzy, JJ and Prentiss agreed.

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Reid, Izzy, Garcia, JJ, and Prentiss walked over to the SUV.

"You sure you wanna come for this Reid? It's kinda a girl thing?" Emily asked chuckling.

"Yeah, I figure I should know what my girlfriend is wearing," Reid said, not sure if Isabelle would be okay with the term.

Izzy looked up to Reid, "Girlfriend?" she asked hopefully.

"Yeah...I-I mean if it's okay with you.." Reid stammered looking to the floor of the car as JJ drove. Izzy smiled.

"Yeah I like the sound of it," she said beaming, Garcia made an "awww" sound as Reid put his arm around Isabelle and pecked her on the cheek.

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But not 5 minutes into shopping Reid wished he didn't come.

Garcia jumped out of no where with a multicolored shirt and a red pant suit. "I like this one,"

JJ grimaced at Garcia's choice and offered a conservative suede, light brown pant suit. "This one is conservative and clean cut chances are the judge would believe you more, right Reid?" JJ asked hoping Reid had some statistic.

"Yeah actually neutrals are 40% more appealing," Reid said. Izzy turned to him.

"Really?'' she asked chuckling a little, Reid knew everything.

"No, " he said laughing, "I have no idea," JJ stuck her tongue out childishly at him.

"OH MY GOD!" Garcia exclaimed. The group turned to her in a unanimous 'what?'

"There's actually something Reid didn't know!" Garcia squealed, the group chuckled as Emily Prentiss presented a black blouse with extreme cleavage, and black skinny jeans, and stilettos.

Izzy took one glance at the outfit and choked on her spit, "Hell no! I'm not trying to seduce the judge!" Reid chuckled as Emily turned to put her pick back.

Izzy chose an outfit, A black pencil shirt that ended a bit above the knee, a white, button-up blouse and a black jacket, and some black, leather high heels, Izzy looked at her pick, "hell yes,"

The girls and Reid went to the counter once the cashier was done ringing it up. Reid looked around at the girls, "who's paying?" the girls snorted and turned to him.

"You," they all said in unison.

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Izzy looked in the mirror, she put a dab of red lipstick on and some eyeliner and wore her dirty blond hair down and looked at Spencer.

"I'm nervous," she confessed, wiping her sweaty palms on the pencil skirt. Reid embraced her,

"It's okay to be nervous," Reid murmured into her hair.

"He's going to be so angry, he killed my sister for saying a curse word, I'm testifying against him in court!"

"he won't hurt you," Reid said turning her around so she was looking into his beautiful brown eyes."I won't let him, neither will Emily, Derek, JJ, Jason, or Rossi for that matter, hell I'm pretty sure even Garcia would kill him if he lay a hand on you, your a part of the team now,"

Izzy smiled gratefully up at him.

"Thank you for everything, for picking me up that night and giving me your jacket, for comforting me when I had my nightmare, for not pushing me away when I kissed you, for being my boyfriend, for smelling like you,'' she said seriously. He chuckled a little

"Is every conversation we have going to come back to the way I smell?" he said with a smile lighting up his face.

She hugged his waist , "Yes, yes it is,"

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The team sat in the benches as JJ called Izzy to the stand.

"I would like to call Isabelle Mills to the stand to give her testimony," JJ said.

Cameron Mills gray eyes flashed to Isabelle and he began screaming,

"YOU BITCH!" Cameron said, Reid clenched his teeth as he watched Belle re-compose herself. The judge slammed her gavel and turned to Cameron's attorney.

"Calm your client!" Judge Helena demanded. The attorney whispered a few words to Cameron, who shut up and grit his teeth,

The judge turned to Izzy, "You may begin,"

"I can't remember when the abuse started, he was always this way, he was schizophrenic, and he always said that his angel was telling him that me and my sister Zelena Mills were sinners. He made us read from the bible everyday out-loud, half the time he didn't realize what he was doing, but he had this temper me and Zelena, were always terrified of him," her voice broke as the judge interrupted her.

"Honey?" The judge asked clearly feeling sympathy for the girl.

"Yes your Honor?"

"Where's your sister?"

Isabelle looked straight into her father's eyes instead of into the judge's whom she was talking to.

"6 feet under."

The judge gasped and told her to continue,

"I was nine when he killed my sister-" Izzy was interrupted by Cameron's attorney.

"Judge, Objection Relevance to this case?"

The judge looked the slim attorney square in the eye, "Overruled,"

"I was nine, I was fighting with my sister, over a doll or something I don't know it was stupid!" She said her voice breaking. She composed herself and continued. "She yelled a curse word at me, I just got so angry I ran downstairs to tell my dad...she was only 12," Isabelle said unsteadily.

"Daaaad!" Isabelle called into the kitchen.

"What?" Cameron asked harshly.

"Zelena said a curse word!" Cameron thundered up the stairs to Zelena.

"WHAT DID YOU SAY TO HER! You have poisoned your sister's mind, your own mind, with the work of the devil!"Cameron had shouted to Zelena dragging her out in anger.

"Your crazy!" Zelena shouted back to her father.

"But soon as I got older I noticed dad taking older girls to my house, they were around 16 or 17, always redheads, with green eyes. I would hear screaming from the basement in the middle of the night but whenever I confronted my dad about it he would scream at me or say they were watching a movie,-" Izzy was interrupted again from her father this time.

"That never happened! She's lying! She's a lying bitch!" The judge slammed her gavel

" calm your client!" The judge said, a bit irritated to the attorney.

"No, this time I'm speaking," Cameron said pulling a handgun out.


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"How did he get a gun!" the judge exclaimed.

The unstable man twitched. "SHUT UP!"

Cameron looked to the police officers and all the B.A.U. members pointing their guns at him.

He was outnumbered.

He grabbed his lawyer and pointed the gun to his the back Reid was gritting his teeth and trying to not pull the trigger which he desperately wanted to do.