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"I cannot believe you fell in a bush." Emily burst out laughing as Morgan and Fallon recounted the events leading up to her discovery of the gun.
She rolled her eyes, taking a seat at the table as she watched the rest of the team work. Reid was, as usual, setting up a geographical profile. JJ and Hotch were conversing quietly over the case and Emily and Rossi could not stop laughing at her.
"I think you mean: thank you Fallon for finding the murder weapon." Fallon smirked as Emily stopped laughing and scrunched her face up. "Wait Hotch, is it actually the murder weapon?" She asked him.
He glanced at her for a second before replying, "Ballistics aren't back yet but they've determined that the bullet that killed our victim was fired from a gun of the same model as the one Angelle found."
"Okay. So was-" Fallon started, but he started walking to the door of the conference room.
"If you would excuse me." He muttered and left.
She sat there, a confused look on her face as she stared at the empty spot Hotch was last in. What just happened?
"He just... left?" Fallon spoke after a while. The rest of the team had stopped talking when she had asked about the gun and they were now all just staring at her.
Rossi stood up and muttered about not knowing what goes on in that boys head sometimes before leaving in the same direction Hotch went in.
"What was that?" Emily asked as she poked Fallon's shoulder. "You irritate the boss man somehow?"
"I don't think so?" Fallon licked her lips as she tried to think of what she'd done. She had completed her paperwork — well most of it. Made sure his coffee was the way he liked it. She didn't make any jokes about the case — which she rarely ever does because he hated it. Shedidn't do anything?
"Well whatever that was, Rossi has it under control. Back to the case." Morgan said and picked up a piece of paper.
They worked tirelessly on this one. It was horrible, the unsub was treating the victims like messengers for his own unique video game.
"We did good guys." Fallon sighed as the team got back to the hotel for the last time. It was too late to charter the jet so they had to stay an extra night.
"Why can you not just take the credit sometimes." Morgan rolled his eyes as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "You found the gun, you figured out who the unsub was, hell you even caught the guy. I'd say you did good."
