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"What?" I shouted, lifting my head from its place on my desk. The annoying sound that had woken me from my slumber was the lovely ring of my cell phone.

"What do you want?" I answered shortly, not bothering to check the caller ID.

"Holly?" A weary voice replied.

"Dad?"

He sounded as if he were crying.

"Dad, what's going on? Is Jack alright?" I asked trying to get him to tell me what was happening.

"Jack's fine, Hol. He's doing just fine."

"Is mom okay?" I asked in a worried tone.

"Holly…" He started but couldn't finish his sentence. There was a long pause in our conversation, if you could call it that. "Holly, are you still there? I want you to come home, honey, please. We need you. Jack needs you."

I wiped the tears that had slowly fallen down my cheeks.

"I have to go, Dad." I hung up the phone, and I broke down.

"Holly flower!" My roommate, Alexa cheered coming through the door to our dorm room. "It's time to go out, darl-" She saw me lying on the floor, clutching my phone to my heart. "Jesus, Holly! What happened?" She took my face in her hands, her thumbs wiping away my tears.

"My m-mom…." I wasn't able to complete the sentence. It was as if I finished it, it would be real. I didn't want it to be real at all.

"Shh-shh, sweetie, don't cry" She pulled me into a hug. "When did you find out?"

"My dad just called." I managed to say without stuttering. "I need to go to him. I need to go to Jack." I stood up and pulled out my suitcase from under the bed

"Do you want me to help you pack?" She asked walking over to me.

"No, I'm already packed." My dad always told me to keep a bag packed in case of an emergency.

I logged back into my computer, and purchased a one-way ticket to Reagan National Airport. I called my dad back.

"Holly?"

"Dad, I should be at Reagan in about an hour."

"Alright, I'll be there."

"I love you, Dad."

"I love you, too."

With that we hung up.

"Alex, may you drive me to the airport?"

"Yeah, doll." She looked pretty shaken up over my behavior. She picked up her keys and we left for JFK airport.

"Are you going to come back?" Alexa asked, as we pulled up to the terminal.

"I don't know, but I'll call you when I get there." I said as a new batch of tears formed in my eyes.

"Promise?" She asked.

"I promise." I hugged her across the seat, sniffling as we pulled apart. "Good-bye, Alex."

"It's not good-bye, short bus. It's 'I'll see you later'." She said. I could see the sadness behind her smile.

"Right. I'll see you later."

"See you later, Holly."

I turned my back and walked into the airport, anxious to get home to my family.

Hotch's POV

She should be here by now, I thought. I paced back and forth in the luggage pick-up area.

"DAD?!" I heard the voice I'd been waiting for. I saw my daughter, running towards me. It had been three years, since I had seen her. Her once shoulder length light brown hair was now long and flowed behind her in dark chocolate waves, she had grown a coupe inches. She was no longer pale and lanky, but tan and toned. She threw her arms around me and cried.

"It's alright Holly, I'm here." She wiped her eyes. Her eyes were the only thing that remained the same. They showed her joy for life, her passion for people, they showed her life story, her soul. Pure, innocent, joyful. "Let's go home." I picked up her suitcase.

The ride was silent most of the way home. When we pulled up to my apartment, she spoke for the first time since the airport.

'When's the funeral?" She asked, playing with a loose string on her grey sweatshirt.

"Next Wednesday." I replied, getting out of the car.

We walked up to the apartment in silence, once again. When I opened the door, the team was quick to greet us.

"Hey," Holly greeted everyone, waving her hand a tiny bit. I paid attention to how she reacted to the group of people. She was a bit overwhelmed by the group of people hugging her.

"Hol, this Supervisory Special Agent Emily Prentiss. Emily, this is my daughter, Holly."

"Hi, Holly." Prentiss said. Holly nodded in return, and then turned to me.

"Where's Jack?" she asked.

"He's asleep." Reid answered, for me. Holly smiled.

"Thanks, Reid. I think I'm going to check in on him. It was nice seeing you all again. And it was nice meeting you, Emily."

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