Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds or its characters.
This story kind of sparked off of my poem "It's Only a Choice" - even though it is really different. I promise the rest of the chapters won't be this short!
I appreciate reviews and comments!
BAU Team,
I have a question for all of you. Have you noticed yet? Of course you have. I'll admit that was a dumb question on my part.
You probably thought nothing of it at first, but now you worried. And I know your worry is increasing as you're reading this letter. You're worried something is wrong.
And you have every right to be. He has not arrived to work yet, but don't bother waiting for him. He's not going to show up.
You see, I have a proposition for all of you. You have a decision to make. Every hour, that is. Either I kill someone, or I hurt him in whichever way I choose.
I honestly don't care which. I have fun either way.
It's your choice. Do you want the bodies to pile up? Or do you want him to die a slow, painful death? Personally, I prefer the latter, but I will honor your choice.
Every hour. Your choice. My doing.
There is one other option, I guess. Find me. Good luck with that, though. I know your team is one of the best there is. It might even be the best.
But I'm better.
I know your team is close, and I'm not entirely cruel, so you can all decide together.
Well, with the exception of him, of course. He's the only one of your team who doesn't get any say in this. Pity. He's the one who'd probably want the most say.
It's easy to tell you all feel very protective of him. You can still protect him now, but it comes with a cost.
Your first hour is up at 12:00 PM. If you don't make a decision by the time each hour is up, I will kill someone AND hurt him.
Oh, the fun I could have.
So, Agents Hotchner, Rossi, Morgan, Prentiss, Jareau, and Garcia, it's all up to you. What will become of your beloved Dr. Reid?
With MY pleasure,
Well, you'll just have to figure out who I am for yourselves before it's too late.
Good luck.
