Summary: It's not everyday you get to see your own grave dug up as a proof to your grieving team that you are indeed alive.
Disclaimer: I don't own Criminal Minds.
A/N: All this was thought up before season 7 was much more than rumours.
Oh, and the utter and complete lack of Ashley Seaver in this story? Well… I tend to ignore her. I don't hate her, but I don't like her, either. And after having seen the season, I can say it at least I'm no worse than the shows writers...
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( Emily could hear the sound of small engine nearing the group standing silently in semi-circle in front of JJ and Hotch, and the heavy sigh of Jennifer Jareau. )