[Comprehensive British and American] Vector of love

"Are you okay?" Morgan sat opposite Trista on the plane, and he saw the bruise on her wrist at a glance.He had been busy with the case before, so he didn't notice Trista's situation.He felt that the situation shouldn't be too dangerous for her and Rhett to be together, after all, both of them are so smart.

However, he also felt that there might be something wrong with his intuition. It seemed that the two were talking and laughing before, and things were going smoothly.But today, when I got on the plane and was going home, Reid ran to sit with Ross and occupied the seat first.

And Trista also sat alone on the other side, completely unable to see Reid's seat.

"Well, these are fake nails, it's okay." Trista thought Morgan was asking about her own nails, and she raised her hand, only to see the obvious bruises.Pulling up her sleeves quickly, she shook her hands twice, "Working with the FBI, and only suffering such a small injury, is it considered lucky?"

"Yeah, you're lucky," Morgan joked, before chatting with her about the new car she'd bought.He has a wife now, so he is only interested in cars.

The sound of the two chatting reached Rhett, who lowered his head, trying to focus on the book in his hand.

Rose looked at him and realized that he hadn't turned a page in a long time, so he knew what was bothering him at the moment, "Red?"

Rhett raised his head blankly, he heard Rose's voice, but his brain hadn't reacted yet.

"It's nothing, hehe." Rose patted Rhett's knee and smiled wisely.The children's matter, let the children experience it themselves, so he should stop talking too much.

The atmosphere in the cabin was eerie, half hot and half cold.Fortunately, the flight time was not long, and everyone returned to the headquarters soon.

Because she had an appointment with Garcia, Trista put down her luggage and went to the appointment.The case was considered a success, but the shipwreck still had a big impact on her, so she needed food and shopping to relieve her emotions.

"Oh, Trista, you don't even know how miserable I was after JJ and Kate left." Garcia poured out bitterness with Trista while shopping.

The two of them felt pain in the soles of their feet, so they found a restaurant and sat down, ready to have dinner.Garcia ordered all vegetarian dishes, and Trista also felt a little depressed and didn't eat meat.

"What happened to your hand?" Garcia sat across from Trista, and saw the bruise on her wrist at a glance.

"Wow, people in BAU are really sharp-eyed." This is the first time Trista has been asked, and she doesn't remember, "If I said that this was done by your little doctor, would you Will you believe me?"

"Red? Why?" Garcia didn't immediately deny it, but raised a question.She has been immersed in BAU for so many years, and she is more or less analytical.

"The situation at that time was a bit special. We were acting as a couple who were arguing..." Trista recalled the situation at that time, and she actually wanted to know what it was that made him so abnormal.

Garcia listened carefully, not missing any detail.Then she opened her mouth slightly, as if she had found the reason, "You know, Rhett is special..."

"Well, I know." Trista craned her neck, wanting to hear what she had to say next.

"But I shouldn't say these things. If you..., uh, in the future..." Garcia blinked fiercely, she really wanted to say something, but she also knew that this kind of thing should not be done by her Tell Trista.

"I understand." Trista touched her wrist, but her heart felt as uncomfortable as being scratched by a hundred cats, "No, no, you said it all, then you have to tell me! Just treat it as a relationship with me." You have exchanged, and I will tell you everything about me. I think my life is miserable enough, if you still can’t move you after listening to it, then I will give up.”

Trista really can't stand it anymore, she is not a gossip person, and she is not even very interested in human beings, she just wants to read history books, repair cultural relics, and find out from a pile of bloody and chaotic history. A star that can make her shine.

But since Finch appeared, her life has changed.She has already listened to him, and doesn't ask about the past or her mother's affairs. After all, he spent so much money, she's short-speaking.

But Garcia is also like this, and it is really uncomfortable to listen to half of the words.

Her mother, her life experience, are all in the past, established things, she is not in a hurry to know.

But Rhett was different. She had a crush on him, which she had never felt in her more than twenty years of life.She even felt that if she missed Rhett, she might never have the chance to fall in love with humans again.So she has to know.

And Garcia was the only BAU insider who was likely to tell her about Rhett's previous affairs, and she had to catch her.

So she embellished and told about her past in the orphanage. Although she thought she had a long-legged uncle protecting her, it was an orphanage after all, and she suffered a lot.

Garcia was already very emotional, and Trista was next to her. She picked up the napkin and twisted it tightly on her fingers, "Oh, Trista, you have gone through so much."

"So when I met Red, I thought I was lucky. It's just that in this mission, he just turned around and left, which made me a little bit shocked. I don't know why, but he was angry." Trista While talking, she touched her wrist. Although she didn't understand profiling, she knew how to sell miserably, "He grabbed my wrist and was about to drag me into the car. I don't know what he was thinking, but I know , he wants me out of danger."

"He did that?" Garcia looked at Trista's bruise, opening his mouth even wider.

"So you have to tell me what he has been through." Trista stretched out this hand and held Garcia's hand.

"Oh, let me..., let me organize my words." Garcia took a deep breath and began to recall the sad past that was also very sad for her.

***

There is still a lot of information to be sorted out about the Gate of Heaven case, so many victims, and the new believers implicated in it all need the cooperation of various departments of the FBI to complete.

Reid also devoted himself to it. His efficiency is very fast, but the workload is also very huge.

It's just that once he devotes himself to work, his attention will not be diverted, so at least he can calm down.

After finishing these trivial things, it has been a week.During this time he did not think of Trista again, nor did he meet her.

"Agent Rhett, which portfolio should these skull restoration pictures be put into?" But a new agent found him, holding a box of portfolios in his arms.

"Give it to me." Reid took it, and he knew that these restoration drawings were all drawn by Trista.It was originally drawn to correspond to the identity of the victim, but after subsequent DNA identification, these pictures are useless.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened one of the portfolios.He took out her painting, and he admired it.

He didn't look carefully at the scene because there were too many things.But he knew that her paintings were very good, and her artistic talent far surpassed his own.

After looking at a few pictures, he found that Trista had added expressions to these victims.It's not an exaggerated expression like a smile or sadness, but you can see the emotions behind them from their seemingly calm eyes.

Because these restoration pictures are used to compare with the photos and authenticate the victims, it is impossible to draw what you imagined, which will affect the result.But Trista came to draw these restoration pictures after seeing their photos, so her first glance was influenced by their photos, and she couldn't help but added the emotions in the photos.

When there is light in a pair of eyes, a face comes alive.

Reid felt that even if these restoration maps were given to ordinary people without experience, they could still compare them with the photos.Her ability is so amazing, whether it is in cases or in artistic achievements, she is unparalleled.

The always clear thoughts suddenly became confused. Reid took these paintings and turned his head to look around the office.When he saw Garcia, he asked casually, "Hey, Garcia, have you seen Trista?"

Garcia looked at Rhett, and opened his mouth with rose red lip gloss again, "You mean today, or recently?"

"Well...forget it." Reid shook his head, and he quickly put the paintings back, ready to take them to the archives.

"If you want to find her, go to the archives." Garcia reminded him, and then immediately ran away on high heels.

Reid looked down at the box of documents, and he suddenly felt that fate was not such an illusory thing anymore.

Like most institutional archives, BAU's is underground.It is dark and closed here, and there is no waste of space.

Walking down the steps, Rhett felt a little uncomfortable in his nose.The air here is not very ventilated, and the dust and mold are blowing all of a sudden, which is unbearable.

"Cheezy!" He couldn't help but sneezed and spewed out the nasty things.

"what!"

Just after he finished sneezing, a scream rang out.

It was a woman's voice, and it was very loud.There were no female staff in the archives, and Garcia said that Trista was here, so she must have made the scream.

Rhett's heart tightened, and he immediately dropped the cardboard box in his hand, and ran towards the direction of the sound.

He touched his waist habitually before realizing that he was not carrying a gun.

What should I do?

Reid was lost in thought. If it was really the revenge of the remnants of the Gate of Heaven, the most important thing he should do now is to return to the office, report the situation, ask Garcia to call out the monitoring, and then make arrangements.

But if he did, Trista might have been killed long ago.

Gritting his teeth, he slowed down his breathing and walked towards the innermost room where the video data is stored...

The author has something to say: Damn, there are catkins everywhere, and the rhinitis is so bad that the face is swollen