On the jet ride home, the team sat in exhausted quiet. Reid pulled out his worn copy of The Odyssey . Morgan stared out the window. Prentiss scrolled through a blank phone—no messages from JJ. Even a coded one was too risky.
Garcia’s voice broke. “It says: ‘The hole isn’t empty. It’s just waiting for the right season. Love, a friend.’” Criminal Minds - Season 6
“A god complex born from powerlessness,” Rossi said. “He lost something. A child. A job. Now he controls the absence.” On the jet ride home, the team sat in exhausted quiet
Hotch stood at the head, his face a granite mask. “Wheels up in thirty. We have an unsub in Tampa staging drownings in empty swimming pools.” He didn't look at the empty chair between Reid and Morgan. On the jet ride home