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The BAU had worked a hard case. It reminded them of when they went to Canada the first time: a pig farmer kidnapping people on the streets of Detroit, bringing them over to Sarnia, killing them, taking their bone marrow and feeding them to his pigs after. The sight of the 89 dirty, bloody shoes topped the experience as a bad one.

Once everyone got back to the SRU to debriefed and Hotch talking to SIU, he was cleared and headed to his team. The SRU decided that, because of the day it was, they were all going to go to the Goose to get a beer. Hotch said that they needed to go because there were other cases but everyone could stay for at least one drink. The SRU went to go get changed but Hotch called Spike over. Spike thought he was going to hear it from this guy, if he was cold shooting someone then he won't have a problem taking me down, Spike thought. He walked over Hotch and stood in front of him, ready to explain why he didn't take the shot.

"Spike, over a year ago we were on a case where a serial killer named the Reaper was after my family. He lured my wife and young son to our old house because they were in protective custody. Even though I managed to save my son from death and watching his mother die, I heard her die. Even though I didn't see her get shot, I knew he shot her three times in her heart. "

Spike was confused as to why Hotch was telling him this sad, sad story.

"The point is, everyone loses it sometimes. That's what makes us human. This case got personal because that activist group was part of that day when your friend died, and that's why you didn't take the shot. After being with you, I know that you see the best in people. Always. And I would never want you to change that," Hotch walked away. Spike was left there to ponder over what Hotch said. Hotch was a nice guy who really deserved to lead the BAU team. While in thought, Garcia came over to Spike. She was wearing a purple dress, a short cardigan and purple pumps; her hair was in puffy pigtails.

"Hey you," she said sweetly as she put her hand on his shoulder. "You'll want to get changed so we can all go out."

Spike smiled at her and nodded as he went to the change room.

At the Goose, everyone was telling stories about fun they had on cases. Ed told how he sent Sam to get coffee in his first day; Morgan told how they had a case in Las Vegas and one of their team members got hungover the day after the case was over. Everyone was laughing and cheering, clinging glasses in joy. When it was time to go, everyone boarded the plane, everyone except JJ. She had one foot on the place and turned to Sam. She took her foot off and ran towards him, wrapping her arms around his neck. He hugged her back tightly, taking in a deep inhale.

"It was really good to see you again," JJ whispered in his ear.

"You too," he replied.

She let go and saw that the entire SRU team was smiling; they somehow knew that there was connection between Sam and herself. She walked on the plane and saw Morgan at the top of the stairs.

"Well it's about time you did that," he joked at her. She smiled at followed him on the plane. JJ waved at the Canadian team, and they waved back before the door of the plane closed on her. The jet started up and rolled on the pavement and eventually flew off, flying away to Quantico, VA.

"That team's something else," Jules said watching the plane disappearing into the blue sky.

"They sure are," Sarge replied.

THE END.

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