So here I am. Cold, shivering, and huddled on the floor next to where my best friend was. How did this happen? I just want to be home again.
I hear it, the stamping of his feet inches from the room I'm in. I can hear him yelling at Sarah. From her, cries.
This was all my fault, not even a year with the team and I needed my ass to be saved.
J.J. is probably at the police station with Garcia, keeping each other sane.
Hotch is more than likely with Morgan, making sure he doesn't take his anger out in a way that could hurt the team.
Prentiss is probably piecing all the pieces together to hopefully help the team find Sarah and I.
Rossi; he's probably nervous but not showing it. I'm his adopted daughter for crying out loud. Mom, if she cared, would kill Rossi knowing this happened while under his care and supervision.
Reid, well Reid's probably glad this happened. He did say he never wanted to see me again. What better way then for me to end up dead. I wish I could take back everything I said to him though. Tell him how I really feel. But right now it seems to just be a little too late for that.