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It only took seven minutes to get to the nearest hospital and only a couple of hours for Casey to leave. Casey left against medical advice, insisting she was fine. Surprisingly she only had a small cut and a broken left wrist. She walked out to the Emergency Room where Rossi, Hotch, JJ, Garcia, Morgan, Reid, and Emily were waiting. They all stood up when she entered.

Casey hadn't noticed the doctor following her until he started calling her from across the room, "Casey, Casey!!!"

She turned around, "Yes, what do you need Doctor?"

The team focused on the conversation and the doctor spoke again, "I strongly advise you to stay overnight so we can make sure nothing happens to the laceration on your back."

Casey took a deep breath, "I'm fine Doctor. I just want to go back Emily's place, so we can go see all the touristy spots."

Emily gently tugged on the doctor's arm, and pulled her to the other side of the room.

"Is she okay to leave?"

The doctor sighed and shifted her weight. She was about to answer, when she heard some loud clicking noises coming from the sliding door entrance. A wave of reporters and paparazzi blasted through the door running chaotically into the room. Apparently, the spectators at the diner decided to call the press.

Casey was in the middle of a conversation with the team describing what happened, when she saw a wave of people with cameras sweeping into the cramped ER. Their heads darted around quickly, looking for a girl of Casey's description.

Before she could react they were snapping pictures and pestering her with rapidly fired questions about what had happened earlier that day. Casey stood there stunned, while Hotch, Rossi, and Morgan tried to push the group away, using their physical stature. Reid, Garcia and JJ tried to shield Casey from the cameras.

Some news crews arrived as well and Hotch, Rossi, and Morgan were outnumbered. The ER had turned into a chaotic mess, press people everywhere. The nurses were shouting and cacophony of noises filled the air.

The bumbling crowd knocked Casey off her feet. While Emily helped Casey up and the team retreated to a cluster of chairs. Emily sat Casey on a chair and pulled JJ towards her.

"JJ, can you talk to the press and get them to leave? All the injured people waiting for care are being harmed."

JJ nodded and walked confidently towards the group, "May I have your attention please?"

Everyone turned towards JJ. Her presence commanded their interest, and she smiled, "I'm Agent Jennifer Jareau with the FBI. Please follow me outside for a statement."

JJ managed to lead the entire group outside the ER, so that the doctors could once again do their jobs properly.

She began, as the news crews started recording, "The events today were tragic, we have one fatality and an emotionally and physically scarred twelve year-old. But I…we ask you to not make Casey's life any more painful and please leave her alone. I will answer a few questions at this moment."

A roar of voices flooded JJ.

"Please one at a time. I'll do my best to answer all of your questions."

"You said her name was Casey, what's her last name?"

"I'm sorry; I'm not revealing personal information of a minor."

"We heard she has a personal connection to one of your team members."

JJ looked towards Emily, and she nodded in approval.

"Yes, she is a family member of SSA Prentiss."

"What type of family connection?"

"Sorry, it's private information."

"What will happen to the murderer?"

"I don't know. It's up to the district attorney's office."

One of the female paparazzi got a phone call, and then immediately asked, "I just got a call and my source says that Casey's parents were killed in France, is this true?"

Casey looked up in disbelief, and tears welled up in her eyes.

She looked towards Emily, "Is that true?"

Emily nodded her head, "Casey, I'm so sorry. I was waiting for a better time to tell you."

Some tears spilled onto her cheeks, but she angrily rubbed them again. She didn't always get along with her parents, but of course she still loved them. A hollow ache filled her chest.

"That's enough questions, please leave now." JJ turned away from the press, when one grabbed her arm and she was pulled into a pit of cameras and people. The news people were greedy for a story. She was crowded in and could not move.

The rest of the team, minus Garcia, had exited the ER to hear JJ's conference. They were rather alarmed at the uncontrollable atmosphere of the crowd.

"Hotch, Morgan, can you guys help me here?!" JJ shouted.

Thank goodness, she wasn't claustrophobic. Reid and Rossi, along with Morgan and Hotch, shouldered their way through the bunch.

"Everyone leave now or I'll have you all arrested!!" Hotch threatened calmly with a frigid glare at the group. The crowd began to scatter, as they escorted JJ back to Casey and Garcia. After they had all left, Morgan looked at Hotch, and said "Sir, you couldn't have arrested them, you don't have probable cause."

Hotch gave a rare smile, and replied, "I know that, but they don't."

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The men had left leaving Emily, JJ, Garcia, and Casey at the hospital.

"Hey kiddo, it's been a rough day. Why don't we go back to Emily's place so you can change your clothes? Then we can all go get some ice cream and hang out."

Garcia fiddled around with her phone while talking.

"As long as you're up to it," Emily added protectively, "You've dealt with so much today; we need to have a long discussion."

Casey nodded in agreement, and smiled, "That would be cool. I need to take my mind off of things."

Just as they were about to leave, JJ got a call "Agent Jareau…Yeah we deal with those types of cases…..eight victims?... no evidence?... I'll see what I can do."

JJ hung up the phone.

"What was that about?" Emily inquired, looking at her watch.

"Sounds like a new case," she replied before calling Hotch, "Hey Hotch, I think we have a case. Can you meet us at the BAU in 30 minutes?...Okay see you then."