Being in the BAU meant long nights, and barely any sleep. So what did that mean? Coffee runs. After landing in Montana, it was dark but the team couldn't get sleep yet. The station didn't have coffee set up, it would take a while for it to be set up anyway. So Hotch asked you and Emily to go get coffee for everyone. The drive there was silent, you were exhausted from the jet ride in, and the drive to the police station.

"Why can't serial killers respect weekends?" Emily complained with a tired voice as she crossed her arms and looked out the window. You nodded, agreeing to that statement. Why couldn't they? Emily not so subtly drifted to sleep, letting her head fall against the seat.