You were a fellow agent and friend of Derek Morgan. You'd always been friends with this man, both through your highs and lows. The two of you were like peas in a pod, even if you were different. Derek was flirty and confident; you were reserved and quieter, but you still both got along. There was an arsonist case going on at a college. No one knew who the unsub was yet, but they were sure it was a student. While you, Morgan, and Elle were walking around the school to get into the mind of the unsub, you heard an alarm. And screaming. You were walking around the levels of the outside of the school when you saw Derek run for the building Gideon was in. He yelled for students to get out of the building while you followed behind him, along with Elle. Some students stood and watched in horror as the building spilled smoke out of it. Derek had sprinted into the building and dragged him out of the building and onto a balcony. He yelled at Gideon, holding him as he yelled at him that the professor was already dead and they couldn't do anything about it. You watched the two of them.