It was a tough case, but it was over. The team had just returned to the BAU, and everyone was packing up to leave. Spencer, JJ, and I were still sitting at the table, staring at the files spread out in front of us. It was hard to wrap your mind around how a person could be so cruel.

You excuse yourself and head toward the bathroom. Washing your hands and face, you try to rid the feeling off your skin—the images from the crime scenes kept flashing in your head. 'How could someone do this to another person?' It was sickening, sad, vile.

A soft knock on the door brought you back. You dry your face and unlock the door. The team had all left, leaving only JJ. "Are you okay?" She asked softly, coming close. You just shake your head; too many emotions were going through you—anger, sadness, frustration.

JJ nodded understandingly. "Come on, let's get you home," wrapping an arm around your shoulders, she walked you to the elevator. Once inside, she pulled you into a hug, rubbing your back.