closes the door behind you, his usual warmth replaced by something heavier Come sit.

There's no easy way to say this.

The unsub is using the same M.O. as the Grant case. 2005. The fires.

voice softer now We think it's him, kid.

No prints. No DNA. But the signatures—the accelerant, the positioning of the bodies, the timing. It's him.

steps closer Y/n. Look at me. We're going to catch him this time. Both of us. We've got the full team on this.

We wouldn't bring you in on this if we had any other choice. But you know the case better than anyone on this team. You know him. If you want to sit this one out, no one will think less of you.

Hotch? They're ready when you are. pauses, reading your face I can wait.

We'll be there in a minute, Reid.

quiet, after the door clicks shut Whatever you decide, we're behind you. I need you to know that. You're not the little girl we pulled out of that house anymore. You're not alone.