Love is Blind a cinny-ster fic
As always I do not own any part of CBS, ABC, Criminal Minds or the characters of the show. All original characters are of my own imagination and any resemblance to living or deceased persons is purely coincidental. For entertainment purposes only.
And a huge Thank You to a special person who fed this monster and inspired this story. Lynn you know I mean you! Thank you for giving me the initial idea and allowing me to run with it in my own cinny-ster way!
And big time thanks to all of you, (you know who you are) who help me daily with reading and suggesting helpful ways to improve the stories I attempt to write. Without the reader and the reviews I would never do this, so Thank You from the bottom of my heart!
The team is working a tough case of an Angel of Mercy Killer. Hot on her trail they discover a personal relationship between the unsub and one of the team members.
Chapter 1
Las Vegas Nevada
They moved wordlessly, guns drawn in unison, scripted by years of practice and training. Spencer followed Morgan. And when he opened a door, Spencer squeaked through, turning right as Morgan turned left. The stairwell was dimly light and made it harder to scan the place properly. But one advantage they had was if something or someone moved in front of a light, shadows danced on the walls.
Shots rang out, two flights up. Morgan and Reid took the steps two at a time, using caution around corners. They were halfway up when David Rossi, Aaron Hotchner, and Detective Martin Malone followed in the same precise movements.
"Emily, south tower four stairwell, level five." Dave spoke softly into his radio.
Emily and JJ were moving up south tower three. Emily thought if they could get up to the fourth level, cut across the parking garage and then enter tower four, they would be right bellow Rossi, Hotch and the detective. JJ was close on Emily's heels moving only when she did.
At the seventh level Reid and Morgan came across a woman leaning against the door, she had two gun shots to her chest and was gasping for breath. The body count piling up on them, Morgan hoped that the unsub wouldn't come in contact with anyone else. Morgan knelt, looking the woman in the eye and tried to calm her, he put his fingers to his lips in a gesture to be quiet. Hotch and Rossi caught up to them. Rossi tried to catch his breath, and Martin Malone looked at Hotch for direction, as Reid leaned over the railing peering up to see if he could spot the unsub.
Bright sunlight reflected onto the wall and Reid knew she had gone onto the roof.
"Baby girl I need a name." Morgan pressed the button on his radio.
"I'm trying Morgan, but I got nothing! Please be careful all of you!" Penelope's voice could be heard in each of their ear pieces.
"Emily can you get to the North tower two?" She said yes and Hotch took off in that direction. Hotch spoke into his radio, "We will come out together on my count, surround her cutting off any chance of escape, be careful."
The injured woman took her last breath staring lifeless at the opposite wall. When they were in position at either end of the garage Hotch gave the order for them to move out. Stepping on to the roof, Reid squinted against the sun. She was there at the edge of the flat roof looking out into the sky. She had on a black hooded sweatshirt pulled up over her head, black pants and boots. Although her face was obscured by the hood and her hair, Reid knew her the moment he saw her. But denial was setting in
"It can't be… it can't!"
"Reid…" Morgan cautioned.
Reid dropped his gun to his side and let it fall to the concrete roof top.
Hotch yelled, "Drop your weapon!" as Reid said, "Mattie?"
"I thought you were different. But you're not, you're just like them!" She turned towards Reid, pointing her gun at him, pulling the trigger.
Morgan unloaded his weapon as Reid hit the ground.
JK