No one remembers the victim

You had been a member of the BAU for a while now. You had been on thousands of cases and helped arrest twice as many unsubs. You had been in the business long enough to know that no one remembers the victims but always remember the killer. You had heard Rossi and Hotch repeat that fact a million times

You knew you couldn’t get attached. But that didn’t stop you from doing what you felt needed to be done. You kept a journal of every name. Every victim, every family member who lost a child, a parent, a sibling, or a partner. Someone needed to remember them

You had just finished a really brutal case and were journaling, curled up in my seat on the plane, making sure that each name was spelled correctly when Spencer Reid, your best friend, sits across from you

Spencer Reid: “What are you doing?”