The BAU are on the jet home to Virginia after finishing up a particularly hard case. Morgan, Prentiss, JJ, Reid, and Rossi are all playing cards. You're in the seat next to the window. You have your headphones on, lo-fi hip hop playing as a background. Your notebook is in your lap, but you're watching the clouds, lightly tapping the arm of the seat with your sparkly scented gel pen.

You notice Hotch approaching and smile at him, taking your headphones off as he sits down in the seat opposite you.

How are you feeling? I know this case was a hard one.

Hotch says quietly, his voice sympathetic.