Alex POV:
Everyone from the team were silent. I walked hand in hand with David – I didn't care about the fact we were supposed to be secret dating. It didn't matter anymore. JJ and Morgan walked side by side and rest of the team walked apart from each other. Everybody had an empty face on, but I knew their minds worked hard.
"What can we do?" asked Kate.
"There is nothing to do." Hotch answered.
"There must be something to do!" said Morgan.
Morgan didn't ever give up on anything. He was a fighter and often a winner too.
"We can go see Spencer tomorrow?" I asked.
"I don't know if that's a good idea." Hotch said.
"I want to go." JJ said and looked at me.
I nodded. JJ really had to stop blaming herself for the accident. But I was glad she wanted to go with me. I wasn't sure if Spencer wanted to see us, but I had to see him.
"Do you want to go home with me?" David asked.
"Yes." I said and looked at him. He looked happier than he did in court. But I knew he wasn't happy.
When we got to David's apartment, he stopped up and looked at me.
"You have to know Alex; it is not your fault this happened to JJ and Spencer. There was nothing you could have done. Spencer doesn't want you to feel bad or sad. He would feel much worse if he knew you were sad." He said.
I didn't know what to say, because he was right. I felt it was my fault, or I felt like I had to do something.
"I know." I said.
"I don't think you do. But I would like to think on something else than sadness right now." He said and kissed me.
I really loved David. He always knew what I felt, even if I didn't knew it by myself. He was always there for me and I knew he loved me back.
Reid POV:
Everybody was screaming and yelling when I walked down the hallway in the prison. I didn't like it, because normally I hate high sounds, but in this case it felt like a really bad migraine.
"There is a bitch in sight!" one of the prisoners yelled out loud.
Some of the prisoners whistled at me. I was looking forward to my cell, because the guards had promised me a cell by my own.
"You are lucky if you survive a day." One of the guards said and pushed me into my cell.
The two guards closed and locked the door and left me. In my cell was a bed, a toilet and a tiny desk. The walls were grey and there were a lot of bad words and drawings on them. I wonder if I could see the moon through the little window when it became night. I sat on my bed and looked at my very orange suit. I looked like a giant orange. I couldn't sleep, and I think it was because of my fear for the next day.
THE NEXT DAY:
The guards walked around on the hallways and yelled at the prisoners and me. I was quickly out of bed, and I had to pee. But I didn't want to pee in front of everyone else, and that would be a problem here. My door got unlocked and the guards came to follow me to breakfast. It was probably a routine for new prisoners. The canteen was full of people in orange. I got into the queue to get some breakfast. When it was my turn I chose a piece of bread, an egg and some peanut butter. I didn't know breakfast was so nice in prisons. The man behind me grabbed my ass, and I was so close to drop my plate. I walked away like nothing had happened. I found a table where there was nobody else, and ate my breakfast in peace.