The epilogue! I gave my speech in the last chapter so I'm just going to get to the story right away this time.

Warning this is short.

This chapter is in no one's POV.

…Hey guys, I don't own Criminal Minds.

The girl walks towards the cemetery with a slight limp and an arm in a sling. She approaches a grave and sets some daises down she looks at the grave with tears in her eyes before approaching another one, she sets more daisies down. She looks at the grave suddenly realizing she doesn't know what to say or do when visiting the deceased in a cemetery.

So she starts with something simple to get the ball rolling.

"Hi Victor." She says tears sliding down her face.

The smart FBI agent glances at some paperwork his mind not totally focused on them, he finds himself thinking of recent events and how each survivor is coping after the shooting.

He suddenly finds his mind wandering to the girl who went to the cemetery.

The girl with the big blue eyes and brown hair.

The once popular blonde wants something to take away the pain. The pain of the shooting, the pain of her parents tip toeing around her afraid their once strong daughter will break into pieces.

She barely acknowledges her parents when they say goodbye to her when they leave to go to yet another party.

Her gaze wanders to her parents liquor cabinet, she reaches to open it then stops.

No, she's stronger then this. Much stronger, so instead she calls someone who went through the same events, someone she knows she can talk to without feeling judged.

She calls the brunette on the smart FBI agent's mind.

The man paces in his cell, conducting a plan. A greater bigger plan then before, he's positive this time he won't fail.

This time he'll succeed in getting his revenge on the brunette and the smart FBI agent.

He'll make them wish they died the first time.

They'll see.

Here's the next title: 'The Second Hunt'

…Don't hurt me please. This has been planned for awhile.

Until next time!

~Creativemind36 signing off on this fic for the last time.