"We have a case." Hotch announced.

'Finally..' Reid thought to himself, It had been a while now since the team had gotten a case that they would be working the forefront.

Lately there was nothing going on in the field where Reid was even needed, he felt his intelligence was being squandered, in the past few months he had spent most of his times doing the speed reading and thinking for the team whenever they found something that Reid felt they didn't feel like doing.

"4 Women were reported missing in the past 6 months, and only one of them has turned up."

A photo of a woman with short blonde hair came up on the screen, her eyes were lifeless and her head was turned up as if she had been looking into the sky before she'd expired. Her white dress shirt was torn and the buttons ripped from them, she had a gaping wound in her chest that appeared to have been forced open by something large. She was also missing 3 of her fingers on her right hand.

"Looks like someone ripped her heart out." Prentiss said

"That's exactly what happened." Garcia said not looking at the screen "This was Janine Procket, after the sicko ripped out her heart, with what the autopsy depicted as 'BY HAND' he covered it in a black paint and shoved it back in her chest… Kinda gives a whole new meaning to that David Usher song." She made an ick face shuddering.

Morgan smirked rolling his eyes leaning back in his chair.

"Anyways," Hotch continued, he was still standing as usual holding the case file in his hands, even though they had tablets he preferred to hold the photo's and files in his hands. Reid was the same way.. one of he and Hotch's few similarity's.

"There were 2 other bodies discovered but the victims had their teeth pulled out and finger tips removed, most likely to avoid identification. The Boston police only received this information a few hours ago, and didn't know it was related to this case because the bodies were discovered in a wooded area together by hikers. Where as, Janine was found on the side of the road near a major intersection."

"So how are they related?" Morgan asked, waiting for the reveal impatiently.

"They had black hearts as well." Garcia answered before Hotch.

"Yes but their bodies were so degraded it wasn't discovered until later that the hearts were painted, at first glance it appeared to be normal tissue disintegration." Hotch finished, Garcia buttoned her lip nodding as she looked around at everyone.

"This is Candace Brakner." A photo popped up of a short haired dirty blonde, she was smiling in it standing next to a dinosaur skeleton. "She was reported missing 17 hours ago by her girlfriend."

"So she's from Boston?" Morgan asked leaning in

"So was Janine, and she was only discovered 4 days ago, decomp puts her death at only about 12 hours after she was discovered."

"That's a short cooling off period." Prentiss remarked, "When were the other bodies supposedly dumped?"

"5 Months and 17 days ago, they were found close together and based on their level of decomposition, they'd been mostly half buried for that time. But the level of torture suggests something more personal, he may have known them." Reid finally spoke, not looking up at anyone.

"Ok." Prentiss said with a bit of edge in her voice.

"Its in the file… read it." Reid said back still not looking up

Prentiss pulled back a little, exchanging a look with Morgan who only looked at Reid from the corner of his eye, Rossi stared up at the screen still, Hotch and JJ shrugged off the comment as if they hadn't heard it, Reid had been moody for a while now, JJ had just avoided him all together and Hotch decided whatever it was Reid could handle it and he wouldn't bother to say anything unless it started to affect his work.

Garcia was still flipping through photo's on the monitor, while describing the victims so close to home as she usually did. Everyone else then began asking the other obvious routine questions as Hotch answered each one with his stern "know how" he always portrayed.

"Hey Kid." Reid was suddenly pulled out of thought, slightly startled he momentarily looked up from the file. Morgan had nudged his foot from under the table and was staring at him with an expecting look.

"Where's your head at?" Reid cocked his head to the side, pursing his lips and briefly biting down on his bottom lip as he looked back at the file, he'd already read it over about 10 times in the period everyone had been going through it on screen. But he figured looking busy made people bother you less.

"I'm fine." He said back to Morgan without looking at him, Morgan furrowed his brow as he stared at Reid for a few moments, he exchanged a look with Rossi who curled up his bottom lip and gave a small shrug.

'Its not like I can't see that.' Reid thought to himself. Inwardly sighing.

The case went on in to further detail, and JJ announced they would be heading to Boston.

"We're going to go over everything with Boston PD and try to come up with a profile for them, hopefully we can shed some light on this unsub before Candace is his next victim." Hotch finished as he closed the file, "Wheel's up in 20."

Everyone started to rise and gather their things, Garcia bustling around picking up extra pen's and the like from the table as she usually did. Reid stayed sitting fixated on the photo of Janine's black heart that was being held in a gloved hand (most likely the coroner's) the paint was thick and almost plastic looking at this point from lividity, almost like it had been coated in turtle wax or something, painted perfectly black.

"Something you see?" Reid heard Rossi's voice behind him, he put the photo back in the file and closed it.

"He must be sad." Reid said almost under his breath, organizing all the papers in front of him and straightening them together with a tap on the table.

"How so?" Rossi sounded interested. Reid had little if nothing to share in the past while and had been what Rossi felt by the fact that most of the input he had was being out on paper instead of spoken, something unique to share.

"How so what?" Reid said turning around to meet Rossi's gaze. Rossi knitted his eyebrows at the obvious avoidance to an answer. Reid just looked at him with a blank stare

"Is there a problem?" Rossi asked pulling his hands up from his pockets to cross his arms, neither had noticed Hotch lingering at the door.

"No, why would there be." Reid answered not breaking eye contact.

"Lets go, jets waiting." Hotch interrupted from the doorway, both men looked back at him seemingly startled.

Hotch gave a stiff nod of his head meeting both their gaze and walked out.

Rossi looked down momentarily at Reid who had already turned around and was picking up his jacket.

"Let me know when you want to tell me about that problem kid." Rossi said, walking to the door.

Reid rolled his eyes and sighed, as he hurried out the door pushing past Rossi without a word.