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What an Elephant remembers
Why is he doing this? He said, "Prentiss cover me," like I'm just the back up and not a good friend. I tried to stop him but he said not to shoot. He knew Owen would come back to the Sheriff's office. He said it was what he would do.
How thin is the line between right and wrong, between sanity and insanity, between choice and compulsion? I stand here and I watch him put his back to my gun, which is shaking in my hands. He puts his back to all of us as if we don't matter, as if he's the only one that can talk this kid down off a high place none of us can imagine.
I realized that my hands aren't shaking from fear anymore. They are shaking from rage. How dare he do this? How dare he force me to literally, hold a gun at his back, while I hope I don't have to pull the trigger? How dare he not trust this team?
Then it's over, the boy who would be a man, is wearing handcuffs. I watch Reid drop the necklace into Jordan's hands and I begin to understand. He sees Owen as a reflection of what might have been but for his iron will to survive and do the right thing.
My hands are shaking again - because I know now that anyone of us can go either way. Now I wonder if my hands will ever stop trembling.