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The yellowed pages smell was overpowering. Time did not age the writing on it. It was familiar. She had no idea where she had seen it but the scholarly theme was recognizable from hearing Reid talk when he spouted off facts like a human Google. The owner of this journal obviously was about as knowledgeable the common high-minded person could be on average; even the genius Reid could point that out and much more.

Raia and Edmund are staying tonight with Joel and I on their journey back to Ireland. Edmund found her wandering the country-side, naked and incoherent, aimlessly in Sweden's wildness while there on an excavation with a companion in a region near the coast. He tried to find her family, but no one out there except the three of them. The most peculiar thing occurred to me the moment I met Raia; her mind's like that of a child's. Her interaction with Joel worried me at first when she ignored him. I reassured him she probably did not mean anything by it yet upon speaking with Edmund about it what he said interested me under which circumstances they met.

For a girl so young, Raia has a bright air about her and piercing grey eyes too angelic in their innocence. The subtle emotional and physical detachment she has to him is rather odd in someone mentally impaired. For the most part, she stuck close by Edmund from the introductions and has continued to do so. Edmund has told me in the den that his troubles began to travel with him when she tried to bite to him, then his fellow diggers, in a series of events during their journey back from the site to London to display their findings. It could be from fear, but something in that doesn't fit somehow.

His report is odd indeed. One of his companions told him he thought he heard someone following them and felt as if someone was watching them from the shadows night and day as they dug and admired the Vikings' work. The man insisted upon it. He eventually met this strange girl when she took interest in the artifacts. I shall see if he will leave her here in England with me until I find the reason for her mental disposition tomorrow before his ship leaves.

London, England

April 1666

She stared at the page and reread the journal entry. The mind of a child? Did anyone else know this? They must have. Her own parents even. But why would they...condition...her to be mindlessly happy at the cost of their own sanity and, more importantly, marriage?

Her eyes looked up from the page to Max and David.

"Where d-did you find this?"

Max replied, "I recovered it from Simone's former home in London fifty-eight years ago."

David watched the girl coldly study them the same way Aaron did. It was hard to tell whether in the beginning if her placement in the United States was the best place after being transported here - it still was. The Hotchner family was not recommended because of her father's dangerous career and how far it took him, but the director thought it might reintegrate her. He and Lewis were weary of the possibility that it could make her even more mentally unstable and less controllable than before Vietnam. Unlike Saya, she did not intentionally turn against their organization. Now the BAU was looking to convict her of murder of something that was not him human.

Reid hestiantly spoke up, distrubed at how much she was like Hotch, or was she always like that? There were times when it felt like she was examing them.

"M-may I?"

"Of course," The blone Red Shield Agent watched the profiler pick up the old book gently and reread the entry curiously.