New Beginnings

Sixteen

You genuinely weren't sure how you felt, hearing Morgan say those words.

On one hand, you knew now that it was definitely him. On the other hand, you knew that it was definitely him.

You could hear Hotch speaking in the back ground but his words weren't making any sense to you, it was like he was speaking another language right now.

"Guys, I'm sorry. I need a minute," you pushed open the office door, heading out into the corridor and into the ladies bathroom. Locking the cubicle door, you pushed the toilet lid down and sank onto the seat.

'You're okay. You got this, you're okay,' you murmured to yourself over and over.

"Y/N, open the door please," Spencer must have followed you in.

You unlocked the door and he slipped into the cubicle with you, shutting it again behind him.

"I'm sorry. I just needed to get out of that room."

"I know. I get it. Hotch gets it, Penelope gets it, they all get it. We're all in this together. Nothings going to happen to you though. We'll find him and we'll protect you."

You looked at him a realisation hitting you.

"What about you though? Spencer, he killed that girl's boyfriend and posed him how you'd been sat. You heard Rossi yesterday, it's not just me that's the target. He knows about you. Being with me has put you on danger."

"When I joined the BAU I accepted that danger was part of the job just like you did. It comes with the territory," he shrugged taking your hands into his trying to calm you down.

"Yeah but it's not just because of the job this time. It's because of me. If you hadn't met me, you wouldn't be in danger!"

He lowered his head, resting his forehead against yours, "Y/N I wouldn't change this, if I could back and not have met you, I wouldn't. Alright so at the minute we might be in danger but two months from now it could be a different type of danger."

"I guess.... I'm just sorry. I feel like this is my fault. If I'd have died back then those four people wouldn't......."

"Do not even think that. Say you hadn't have survived the first time, he could have still ended up going on a spree. You don't know these things. No one does. That fact is, you are here. And I'm so happy you are."

He kissed your forehead gently, "Are you ready to go back?"

"Yeah, I am."
...

An hour or so later there was another breakthrough.

"I think I've found his car," Penelope called out.

You gathered round her desk again and she clicked through the screens.

"So we know Kennedy Marshall signed into the gym at 7:45pm. At 6:58pm you can see a grey ford transit van turn into the same street where she's parked. I've searched the cameras at the other end of the street and although they don't cover all angles, I can't see the car emerging again."

She hit a few more buttons, "You can see the same van though pulling out of the street at 5:35am the next morning. I mean, they could have legitimate business to be there or......"

"Cane's intelligent enough to know that we'd be looking for a car approaching and leaving the area around the time Marshall left gym so he purposely waited a while, in the hope that we wouldn't check that far before or after," you continued for her.

"Exactly. The only issue is, I can't get a good enough picture to get the plate number."

"So run a search for all grey ford transit registered in the area." Hotch began.