July 19th

Embreonna,

I understand how it feels to be up all night. I right now am up at an ungodly hour. Though we have different reasons, I hope your lack of sleep didn't affect how you did on the test, but I'm sure you did just fine. I wish you would just tell me what the test was for. There are so many possibilities running through my mind about it. You're good at too many things for me to just take a guess at it. Can I at least have a hint? Pretty please?

I'm sorry it took me a little bit longer than usual to reply. The team and I just got back from a case and I'll admit, for a little while I didn't know what to say. When I get a letter from you, it turns my brain around. In the best of ways, I promise. I'm also sorry that I haven't been able to come see you in a while; cases have been loading up on us lately.

Don't pay attention to anything anyone else has to say or think about you. You're right, it's in the past. The only thing that matters now is you. How you feel and think about it is the only thing that matters anymore. The town may not ever get over what happened, because it's a blemish on the society. After talking with you those few days in the hospital, I don't think you even have the ability to be broken by anything or anyone. Which I'm still surprised you asked me to stay with you instead of one of the others on my team, though I'm glad you did.

I did something…something you're not going to like. I cut my hair. Now I know you're probably upset with me about this…but I needed to get it done and you know it. With us being the adults we are, I'm sure that we can settle this difference maturely…that way my coffee is still mine. Right?

I miss you too. It's inevitable for me. I can't wait to see you either…whenever that may be.

-Spencer Reid

I have been doing nothing but packing for the past week. I didn't even have time to reply to Spencer. So it looks like I'm going to surprise the bejeezus out of him. I had to get everything to Quantico as quickly as I could. Being that I was the only one packing up my things, it was going by slower than what I was hoping it would.

I sighed as I packed the final box in my car; the moving trucks were already loaded up and ready to follow me to the new house. I was looking for a place to move before I had started training for the job, I needed to get out of this town and get a new start somewhere. Now that I had this job, I had the perfect chance to do just that. I closed the door and faced the house. Digging the key out of my pocket I walked up to the door and put the key in the mail box the hung on the side of the door.

I got to the door of my car and took a last look around. A few neighbors were standing around looking at the trucks as if they didn't know that moving away from home was ever a possibility. I turned to my next door neighbor, she smiled weakly as if to say, "Thanks for moving…". I started up the car and was off to my new life.

SPENCER'S POV

I haven't heard from Embreonna in what was about to be two weeks. It was starting to worry me and was even affecting my performance at work. Everyone noticed that I was off…but only Prentiss and Morgan could possibly guess the right answer. They have thankfully kept this to themselves. Don't get me wrong. It's not out of the ordinary to keep in touch with the victims sometimes, to see how they're doing and to know that they're okay. It wasn't heard of though to go to the victim's house and visit them….or to, dare I say, fall for them.

It had started in the hospital…those few days after we had found her and were still chasing after the un-sub. She always had a smile on her face, it may not have been brightest at the time, but it was still there. For the simple fact that she had survived, she had won. I was about to leave to help the team when she had asked me to stay, there was nobody else there for her and no way in this universe that I could've said no to her…then or ever.

"We got a case; Hotch wants us all in the conference room." Morgan said pulling me from my thoughts.

"Alright…" I replied gathering the things I would need and made my way to the conference.

"I feel like I'm asking you this more than I should be…but are you okay?" Morgan said as we walked up the stairs to the office floor.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I replied trying to blink away my thoughts; which wasn't working to well.

"Really?" Morgan stopped us, suspicious of my answer, "Because your blink rate per minute just went up." He grinned crossing his arms.

I sighed, "I'm fine." I said as we continued our way to the conference room.

"You now you can come to me if you need to talk about anything right?" Morgan lowered his voice as we sat down at the table.

"Yeah, thanks." I replied. I looked around and saw that Aaron Hotchner was missing. Curiosity killed me, "Where's Hotch?" I asked taking a drink from my coffee.

"I'm not sure…" David Rossi replied narrowing his eyes in confusion looking to the window that faced the bullpen, "he's usually the first one here…" He finished looking back to the team.

"Here he comes." JJ said while handing us the files, nodding her head in the general direction of Hotch.

We all turned to look at Hotch as he made his way to the conference room, there was a woman following close behind him, and he appeared to be talking to her. I couldn't make out much of her face, only that she had brown hair that fell just below her shoulders.

Hotch entered the room, and I saw a face I was shocked to see, "There's no time for catching up right now, but I'm sure you all remember Embreonna Harlow?" Hotch said as JJ handed him a file. Embreonna took a seat next to Rossi and smiled to all of us.

It was if my brain had stopped working, my breath was caught in my throat, and my mouth got dry. My mouth was hanging open slightly and she finished her look around the team with me. Her smile got wider and she raised her eyebrows as if to say, "Ta Da!"

"Of course we remember her," Rossi said smiling sweetly at her., "but what are you doing here?" He asked leaning forward on the table.

"My job." She replied still smiling. Her voice…I haven't seen her in a while and had allowed myself to forget what her voice sounded like.

"You're apart of the team now?" Printess asked with a smile growing across her face.

"As of today I am." Embreonna replied turning her focus from Rossi to Printess.

"Embreonna, welcome to the team…but there's time for this later." Hotch said with a small grin playing at his lips.

Embreonna only smiled and nodded her head as a reply.

JJ smiled and pressed a button on her controller that was to the projector, "Over the past few days, these men were found in their offices dead." She started the presentation of the case.

I could focus, my mind was somewhere else…across the table to be exact.