"The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, the education, the money, than circumstances, than failure, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company... a church... a home. The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past... we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude. I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% of how I react to it. And so it is with you... we are in charge of our Attitudes." - Charles R. Swindoll

Early spring 2007

"So I see you are working thinks out with your mother" Hotch said as he stirred a bit of cream into his coffee.

"It's too soon to tell if we're working things out. But it is nice to be able to talk to her again." Prentiss filled her own cup with coffee.

"Well I glad to hear it's going then."

"Yeah, I think it might actually work this time. She sees me for who I am now and I understand her far better than I did before. I guess now is just the right time."

"Good. Don't let that go it can be very important. Fixing things with loved ones is never easy but in the end it's worth it." With that Hotch left to go back to his office leaving Prentiss to think.

After a few moments Prentiss shook her head and went back to her desk. The bull pen has half full this early in the morning but she spied Morgan over by Reid's desk. From the slight blush on Reid's cheeks she could tell Morgan was tease/grilling him about his weekend. As she sat down JJ came down from her office.

"Morning Morgan, hello Reid" she acknowledged them as she made her way over to Prentiss. "Hey Prentiss" she nodded at her, "how was the weekend with your mother?"

"Fine, we had dinner and talked. I'm going to see her again in two weeks if we don't have a case then."

"Maybe JJ can pull some string to help out. I'd like some time off" Morgan smiled as he passed by overhearing them.

"Wouldn't we all Morgan" JJ laughed. "I'll see what I can do but right now we have a case. I have to run it by Hotch but it looks like we might be headed to Idaho."

"Thanks for the heads up JJ" Prentiss sighed. JJ nodded and left walking back up the stairs towards Hotch's office.

"I'm glad you had a good time with your mother," Reid said sounding a little nervous and looking away from her when she looked at him. She realized he was trying to be nice after the resent strain that their tentative friendship had been recently put through.

"Thanks" she replied and turned to a stack of paperwork on her desk. If they were leaving soon for a case she wanted to get some of the old paperwork out of the way before newer work arrived.

Summer 2007

A middle aged woman with graying red hair and faded green eyes in a pastel pink smock and scrubs with a colorful name tag spelling Rachel in big letters looked up at the woman in front of her. She was short and slightly plump with blond hair and bright green eyes.

"Can I help you?" Rachel asked the woman.

"Yes I'm looking for Doctor Talbot?" she replied.

"Ah you must be Sandy, Doctor Talbot will be here to do his rounds in about five minutes if you want to wait. It might take you thank long to find his office and then I'm sure he'll be here. I'm Rachel if you didn't notice the tag." Rachel stood and held out her hand to Sandy.

"Yes, it's nice to meet you, I'll wait thanks. Will I be working with you?"

"Yes, just you, me and the late shift. You came at a good time I suppose, Doctor Talbot's only been here six months and he's changing things up. With all the new technology and medical discoveries it had to happen sometime I guess. But since you're new you don't have to try and erase years of procedure."

"How long have you worked here?"

"I've been here for too long, about six years now I suppose."

"That is a long time, I only hope to be here for a short time. My goal is to work my way up to maternity ward but I have a little bit of school left for that. Then there is the getting the job part. Not that I won't do this job the best I can, I just hope to work with patients a little smaller."

Rachel chuckled, "well good luck with that, I don't think I could stand all the crying myself. But if it make any difference you'll like working with bed three then."

Sandy looked confused, "bed three?"

"Sorry we have a tendency to refer to patients by bed number a lot. Bed three belongs to a girl named Sophia."

"A girl? That's a little odd isn't it? Why wouldn't she be in the pediatrics wing where she could get more attention? I'm sure it's rather gloomy for her parents to visit her here."

"I'm sure it would be but she's an orphan, ward of the state. But with Doctor Talbot's new way of doing things I think she'll be getting plenty of attention."

"Good evening Rachel, Miss," a youngish man with brown hair and bread with blue-grey eyes walked up to them. He set a large clipboard with a stack of files attached on the counter.

"Hello Doctor Talbot, this is Sandy the new nurse" Rachel nodded toward Sandy. I told her she could wait here for you instead of trying to find you."

"Thanks you, welcome Sandy" Talbot turned toward her and gave a smile. "Walk with me while we talk, I have to get some things checked and then we can finish in my office." Talbot picked up the clipboard again and gestured for her to follow him before turning and walking down the hall to a set of doors marked Long Term Care.

Early Fall 2007

"Hey Mark, Anton's got another job for us be ready to go in ten minutes." The large man stuck his head around the corner and looked at the smaller man on the couch.

"Alright Tony," Mark gets up and stretches a bit. "What we doing this time?" He yells back to Tony.

"Just a bit of leg breaking, nothing special" Tony shouts back. Mark snorts and shakes his head knowing that Tony would no doubt like to make it something special. That man had a real mean streak despite what they did for a living. Pushing out of his mind he walks towards the hall to the attached garage. Another day, another job, another dollar.

Notes: I haven't seen the earlier seasons in a little while so I forgot how the team originally got the case in Idaho so forgive me if I got it wrong that JJ didn't inform them of it.

(Sorry for the shorter chapter but I was working on my other stories at the time I wrote this fic. However the next chapter is a bit longer to let you know. Thanks to everyone who stopped by to read. Hope you are enjoying this story. Feel free to review.)