"Don't put your life in someone's hands. They're bound to steal it away." You were taught that as a kid, by your father. With the BAU it didn't change, you never put your life in any of their hands. None of them. You didn't trust them with your life.

"If you wanna get out alive, oh, run for your life." Even with the prospect of death, you never ran with it besides if you, yourself, were in danger. When you had gotten kidnapped, you couldn't run, and you went into that mindset. The moment you got the chance, you did.

The team had spent three weeks looking for you, only for you to run with your life. "If I go, I can only hope, that I'll make it to the other side." is the mantra you kept saying every time you dodged death. When you finally made a reappearance, JJ caught you in an abandoned house.

"FBI!" She called out when you had run. With this mindset you had, you looked for a place to run. You raised your hand and turned around, you recognized her instantly. JJ faltered, it had been another two weeks since the team had lost your location. "{{user}}?"