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Sofia Reid looked at the little white stick on her bathroom counter. Two purple lines clearly showed on the little screen. Pregnant! What was she going to do now? She had to call him. He had to know. Sofia walked into her living room and picked up her cellphone, but just as she was about to press the number in her speed dial, she hung up. This was something she had to tell him in person. She had to wait until Monday to tell him. Only two days. Sofia could wait that long.
On Monday, Sofia stuffed the tenth pregnancy test she took into her messenger bag, and left her apartment. As she walked to the train station, she thought of the best way to tell him about the baby. And she thought of the night they were together. The only night they were together. The night he probably forgot about. They had been drinking with everyone after work. They had just finished a difficult case and they were celebrating. When the others went home, Sofia and him had stayed behind. They drank a bit more, though Sofia stayed away from the alcohol mostly, only drinking a little. He drank a bit more. He had leaned over and kissed Sofia, something the tall brunette had been longing for, for the longest time. That ended up with them in his bed. Sofia had woken up before him and left, not ready to face what they had done, even though she loved it so much.
The train stopped at her stop, and Sofia got off. She walked into the FBI building, and straight up to her bosses office. "Can I talk to you about a friend of mine Hotch?" She asked the man after he told her to come in. "She's in a bit of trouble and needs help."
"Sure think Reid. What kind fo trouble?" Hotch asked.
"She and a friend of hers got drunk one night and ended up in the bed together. She says he doesn't remember, or is pretending to not remember, and she was okay with that, but now something has come up and she can't be okay with it anymore. What should she do?" Sofia asked.
"What came up?" Hotch asked.
"She's pregnant. She knows it's his because he was the only guy she'd been with, but she's afraid to tell him. I know you're a man and don't really know anything about it, but I trust your advice." Sofia said.
"Well I think your friend should tell him straight out. He should know that she's carrying his baby. What is your friend so afraid of?" Hotch asked.
"That's he'll reject the both of them." Sofia said.
"If he really cares for his friend, he won't. It's okay for your friend to be scared. Fear is common in pregnancy. When Hailey got pregnant, she was scared, even though we were trying. Fear of rejection is worse than fear of the unknown, but your friend needs to tell him." Hotch said.
"Thanks Hotch. I'll be sure to talk to her later. You're the best." Sofia went down to her desk to work on some paper work that had managed to get on her desk. Why did everyone make her do their paper work. So what if she was a fast reader, she still didn't like paper work.
Hotch stood and looked out his window at Sofia. He briefly wondered if she had been talking about herself. But she would have come right out and said it was her, right? And who could this friend even be? Hotch, for some reason, had always thought Sofia only went drinking with the team. If it was a member of the team, then it could only be one person. It wasn't himself. He usually left first to see Jack, and though he had been married many times, Rossi was as gay as can be, so that only left Morgan.
Hotch looked over at the African-American man sitting in the cubical next to Sofia's. Derek Morgan. Would he really sleep with Sofia? Sure, Sofia was a very good looking girl. But was she Morgan's type. Hotch had always thought he prefered girls with nothing but chest and ass. While Sofia was well proportioned, she wasn't what a lot of men would call 'smokin' hot'. She was tall and thin, but she tripped over herself a lot, and was a little gangly. But then again, one look at David Rossi and you wouldn't think he was into men, and after hearing about how many times he's been married, you would be sure he was straight.
Hotch chose that moment to drop it because JJ was coming his way with a case folder. "I got one Hotch." She said, handing it to him.
Hotch took the file and looked over it. "Okay." Hotch walked out of his office. "Everyone to the round table room." He said.
Everyone piled into the room and looked at the folders in front of them. "This is Jasmine Franks. She was reported missing eight days ago by her mother and father. Her body was found his morning in a wooded area a mile from her home. Sixteen days ago, Julie Hardy was reported missing by her husband. Eight days later, she was also found a mile away from her home. Twenty four days ago, Rachel Long was reported missing by her older brother. She was found a mile away from her home, eight days later." JJ said.
"So our guy is taking woman, killing them, and letting them be found eight days after they are reported missing. He then takes another woman, who is reported missing the next day." Sofia said.
"He must like eights." Prentiss added.
"I hate to say, but there is more. Thirty two days ago, on a Thursday, Hannah Greg was reported missing by her husband and then found a mile from her home, the following Thursday. This continues for three more weeks. Fourty eight days ago, on a Friday, Michelle Hallowell was reported missing my her mother. Eight days later, she was found a mile away. Forty eight days ago, Terri Flanigan was reported missing by her boyfriend, found eight days later a mile away. Fifty six days ago, Millie Manson was reported missing by her father, found a mile away eight days later." JJ added.
"That means another girl will go missing tomorrow, or at least be reported missing." Morgan said.
"Right. We need to leave very soon." JJ said.
"JJ's right. Wheels up in thirty." Hotch said, leaving the room to gather him things.
"Where are we headed?" Rossi asked.
"Wilkes County, North Carolina." JJ said.
"Wilkes County? The moonshine capital of North Carolina. Moonshine runners used to run moonshine all over there, probably still do." Sofia said.
"Really? Moonshine runners are real? I always thought they were something just in movies." Morgan said.
"No. They are real. Not as common now, but they are very real." Sofia said, smiling, as they left for the plane with their go bags.
Sofia started taking to Morgan about moonshiners, forgetting about the pregnancy test in her messenger bag.
Wilkes County is a real place in North Carolina. I've been there once while visiting a friend. The characters from there I made up though. They are not real.