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"Then... Haley took Jack away, and left just like that..." Elle stuffed a piece of cake into the mouth of the little doctor lying on the bed, gossiping about the past few days.

"Do you know why?" Jessie and Morgan became interested and discussed softly.

"I don't know." Emily gnawed on an apple at the side, "But Hotch is sad, and even Megan is in a bad mood these days..." JJ nodded and added, "It's a strange collateral effect."

"Hotch has been in a cold mood for the past few days, presumably because of Haley." Elle was not surprised by the resulting reaction, "He doesn't have the courage to start a new relationship, it depends on whether Megan can melt this big ice cube of him..."

Jessie touched a piece of chocolate and put it in her mouth, "When Hotch was stabbed by Foyet, didn't Haley say that she wanted Jack to grow up safely?"

Elle said "hmm", "Hotch devotes all his energy to work and family. He doesn't want to work from [-] to [-] step by step. It's his choice. Haley wants to give his children a stable life. It's also her decision. No one else Wrong, I just answered the phrase 'divorce is not uncommon in BAU'."

"What?" Jessie was eating chocolate, and was startled when she heard the word "divorce".

"I just remembered what Hotch said on the plane before..." Elle fell into the memory, "He was still swallowed by this profession..."

"Hey..." The little doctor timidly tugged on Elle's clothes, "Don't leave me..."

"Huh?" Elle vaguely remembered what she had just said - "Divorce is not uncommon in BAU".Looking at the little doctor in front of her who deviates from the subject and has a serious and serious thinking face, Elle wants to cry, "What are you thinking about! Who wants to leave you... just run away if you are half obedient..."

Jessie really didn't notice what Elle said in the first half of the sentence...

"Your daily life is so interesting..." JJ held back a smile, holding Emily's hand.

"It wasn't before..." Elle shook her head, "Every time the little doctor gets injured, his intelligence will drop by one gradient..."

"No..."

"Hey..." Morgan said sadly, "Compared to yours, my daily life is simply dull."

After saying this, Gracia pushed open the door and rushed in, "The discharge procedures have been completed!"

"So soon?" Jessie sighed, "I have to go back to face the stack of documents on the table..."

"Did you make cookies?" Morgan asked sharply, Gracia smelled of baking. "For me?"

"It's for Hotch."

Morgan: "..."

Gracia explained to herself, "Megan said that Hotch was depressed these days, and made cookies with me."

Elle sneered, shaking her shoulders, and squinted at Morgan, who was pouted.

"I'm injured and can't eat cookies..." Morgan tilted her head. "Penelope..."

"Anyway, the two of us are going to be discharged from the hospital..."

"Why don't you go home and do it yourself." Elle took over. Jessie was robbed of her lines, and she was not in a hurry, just nodded with a smile.

Morgan sighed, "Okay... you bad guys..."

Jessie hurried back to BAU headquarters in Quantico and knocked on the door of Hotch's office.

"Back?" Hotch stared at the documents on the table, and raised his head slightly, "Are you looking for me because of Megan or Haley?"

Jessie, who was holding back her words, obviously didn't expect her boss to be so straightforward, and suddenly didn't know how to speak. Seeing her murmur, Hotch looked away from the document, "I don't think you can escape the old analyst's eyes, do you?" As soon as he finished speaking, he froze for a moment.

"Gideon said that to me too..." he mused, "well, that was a long time ago...it was on the plane back from Seattle...I was talking to Haley about what the baby should be called. "

Having not heard this name for a long time, Jessie hesitated for a while, then said again, "I heard that Haley is gone..."

"She wasn't by my side a long time ago." Hotch rubbed his eyebrows wearily, "Maybe I'm better suited to live alone..."

"What about Megan?" Jessie asked back. "She likes you very much..." She said the next sentence before Hotch opened his mouth, "Don't deny that you don't have thoughts about her. No one in the group will believe it."

Hotch looked at the situation in the office through the cracks in the blinds, frowned and thought about how to refute, and after thinking about the time, he heard the little doctor's voice hesitant:

"Although it doesn't seem very good to say this, I am more optimistic about the two of you..."

"Why?" Hotch's tone was always calm, and to Jessie's ears, there was always a hint of curiosity and expectation in him.

"With her, you are very relaxed." Jessie looked at Hotch who seemed to understand, "Sometimes you may not even realize it... involuntary attention..."

"Of course..." Jessie saw the uncertainty in Hotch's eyes, "You also understand that it will take a little time to accept."

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"But its effect is not that good..." Listening to Reid's nagging, Elle took a pen and paper and gestured, "According to my design, it should be like this..." She handed the draft in front of several people.

... Reid narrowed his eyes and took a look, "Your design is more tightly wrapped than medieval armor..."

"Only in this way can we ensure maximum safety." Elle pointed to the office, "Look at the little doctor, wearing a bulletproof vest, and was shot in the shoulder... a design that cut corners..."

Speaking of being pressed on the table by the little doctor who came out of the office, "Designed like you drew, first, it reduces flexibility, and second, it increases the risk of injury." She bent down and looked at Elle's graffiti, which was not kind smiled:

"Also, this shape is very similar to a down jacket..."

Morgan stretched his neck and poked his head over, "Let me see, what kind of magic power does this graffiti have? Even the little doctor can't stand it..."

"You can call the little doctor?" Elle pulled the paper back, and asked Jessie who was sitting on the seat with her chin in her hand, "Is Hotch enlightened?"

"It should be soon." Jessie raised her eyebrows, "We are not qualified to judge the relationship."

"There's nothing more sad than heartbreak..." Elle bit her lip.

"There's nothing more to be sad than to never die..." Jessie looked at Hotch's office, "He'll come out."

Megan has significantly reduced the frequency of coming to BAU in the past few days. Hotch only responded lightly to the doubtful and timid look of his team members: "Let it be."

When they saw Hotch's rare Buddha, they could only helplessly shake their heads and let out a long sigh.

Winter is over, and spring is coming.According to Jessie, the big ice cube of Hotch should also melt.

Morgan's leg injury was getting better day by day. This morning, he was changing his medicine in the office when he saw Reid walking in in a mess.

"What's wrong?" he wondered.

"I was walking on the road, and suddenly a car rushed over from behind. I couldn't dodge it for a while, and fell..." Reid took out a tissue and wiped the stains on his body.

"Me too." Morgan laughed. "It was yesterday, probably due to the deterioration of the body caused by the injury."

"So I've encountered it before..." Garcia thought for a while, "I was shot in the head by the enemy yesterday in the game... It's also strange, I've never missed it before, it seems that this time it's my match."

Jessie and Elle glanced at each other, took out a piece of paper with a skull printed on it from their jacket pocket, and put it on the table, "I received it this morning."

Rossi walked in quickly, his chest flushed.

"I'm fine." He spread his hand to signal to them not to panic, "It's just red ink, it's probably someone's prank."

"If it's just you, you can still explain." Hotch took the bag and took out an envelope, which I received..."

Jessie took it and looked at it. "Pills? No, it's -cyanide."

"Are we being targeted by some boring people again..." Elle looked around, "Why don't you see JJ and Emily?"

"It should be on the way." Jessie looked towards the door, but only saw JJ's hurried footsteps.

"Has anyone seen Emily?"

"You lost your girlfriend?" The little doctor was puzzled, "Have you encountered any danger?"

JJ shook her head, "Actually, I haven't even spent the weekend..." She shook her sore head, "I was knocked unconscious at home by this guy, and I just woke up, the time is pretty accurate..."

"So... Emily is missing?"

The atmosphere in the BAU team became tense for a moment.

"But I really don't remember what we encountered..." JJ worried about Emily, pacing back and forth anxiously.

"Remember it well." Jessie patted her on the shoulder. Did any strangers make physical contact with you on the street?Or received something strange? "

"We've all been threatened," Hotch murmured. "Emily's disappearance must have something to do with what happened to us."

Elle looked at the envelope on the table with a picture of a skull, looked up at Rossi's ink-stained shirt, and Reid's coat stained with mud, and asked her own question: "She disappeared because she was To threaten, or to keep us from being threatened?"

"Good question..." Jessie hesitated for a while, "Gracia, are you playing online games at home?"

"Yeah..." Gracia didn't understand.

"Then can you find out the IP addresses of all online players?"

"You know how huge this is..." Gracia's complaints were not over yet, Jessie shook her head in denial, "No, he is confident enough to provoke the members of our group at the same time, and in this case, he will definitely not deliberately hide his tracks. "

Several people nodded in agreement with Jessie's statement, and when they were about to spread out, Strauss walked in with high heels.

"Encountered big trouble, the higher-ups asked your team to take over the case."

"No." Hotch firmly refused. "We have an agent who is in danger and is in danger. We won't take any cases until we find her."

"This case is related to Prentiss." Strauss paused, "Considering your often outrageous behavior, I have to supervise the entire incident... Let's come to the conference room to learn about this case first." She looked at the eight people in front of her. People, speak slowly. "Be mentally prepared."

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