Title; With all odds against us.
Pairings; Derek Morgan x Spencer Reid (( Not yet though. ))
Genre; Romance, Angst, Fluff, Hurt / Comfort, Case-work.
Rating; M overall. But PG-13 for this chapter.
Warnings; Homosexual relations, Spoilers, Drug use, Reid-centric, Graphic discriptions. Gore. Violence. (( But not in this chapter. ))
Story Style; Multi-chapter, as long as people keep reading.
Disclaimer; I do not own Criminal Minds, or any of the mentioned characters. They are not mine, and I make no money for writing these stories, if I did, I wouldn't be dying of hunger. I am not affiliated with the owners of Criminal Minds, I'm just a lone college student who lives with their grammy. I'm only playing with the characters for my own sick and twisted sense of fun, I will return the characters to their proper shelves once I am finished.
Author's Notes; So here I am, bored and waiting for a reply to the FANTASTIC Morgan x Reid roleplay that I have off-site. Oh my god, best RP ever. Seriously. Ahem, alas, I have no reply...so I continue to wait, and while I wait, I write about the two delicious sex gods that I'm waiting to fantasize about. Anyway, This storyline is based slightly on the idea of our RP, I'm changing quite a few things though. I wanted something heavier and longer than my last fic. I hope you enjoy. Read and Review, please!


"Nobody trips over mountains. It is the small pebble that causes you to stumble. Pass all the pebbles in your path and you will find you have crossed the mountain."

- Author Unknown -


They'd been working on this case for over seven months now.

Seven months, one week, and three days.

Six-thousand, one-hundred and ten hours, forty-seven minutes, and twenty-nine seconds.

But who was keeping track anyway?

Reid sure was. Funny enough though, it wasn't a conscious thing for him. He'd been doing this sort of thing since he was just a kid. Then again, to a lot of people, he still was a kid. Spencer Reid was one of those people that paid attention to everything around him even when he didn't realize that he was doing it. It was one of the many qualities what made him such a fantastic profiler; along with his eidetic memory, outstanding ability to absorb endless facts, and the astronomical processing speed of his brain.

Now wait, you're asking why this case was taking so long if Spencer was so great.

Well, you see, this particular unknown subject, their unsub, was very very good at what he did. Unfortunately, what he did was kill for a living.

When the team had first been debriefed on the case, it seemed like any other case that came across J.J's desk. Little did they know. So far, there had been a total of fifteen victims since they had gotten the case, none of them had seemed to be related or connected in any sort of important way. Ahh, but that wasn't to say that they weren't connected, because they most definitely were, but it just didn't seem to lead them anywhere.

Spencer was the first to begin noticing the connections.

The first and easiest one to spot was that the biological sexes of the victims alternated. The first known victim was female, the next was male, the one after was female, and so on and so forth. Spencer had mentioned this when they had heard of the sixth victim, a male by the name of Kevin Long. This in and of itself was quite unusual, but it went along with the fact that this case had no sexual components. Had there been a sexual purpose to these murders, it would have at least shown them that they were dealing with a bisexual individual, but right now, they didn't know anything about their unsub - just that, whoever they were, they were incredibly smart.

The second connection that Spencer had noticed was the ages of the victim. The first known victim, Aileen Brown, was just eighteen years old. The second victim, Cole Davis, was twenty years old. The third victim, Emma Flores, was twenty-two years old. The age of the victim rose two years with each discovery. This connection threw the entire team for a loop. Generally, killers kept their ages approximately the same, however, this one had nothing but a simple pattern. Reid commented once that this could have been a sign of severe OCD, Obsessive compulsive disorder. It made perfect sense, after all, the victims didn't seem to be chosen for personal reasons, other than the fact that they met the criteria of a rather disturbing check-list.

The third connection was the times of death. Each victim was found on the first of every month. Again, another sign of obsessive compulsive disorder, Spencer had pointed out. They'd dealt with unsubs showing the signs of this disorder before, but they usually devolved sooner or later, however, this unsub didn't show any signs of slowing down or breaking their patterns.

Finally, there was a forth connection between the victims. This one, Reid spotted after they had heard news of the eighth victim, Owen Price. From the beginning, Spencer had noticed something odd about the names and the order in which they were appearing.

Aileen Brown. Cole Davis. Emma Flores. Gabriel Harris. Isa Johnson. Kevin Long, Mia Nelson. Finally, Owen Price.

Upon realizing the connection, Spencer had quickly gone to the board in the middle of the BAU room, right in front of their round table, circling the beginning letter in each victim's first name and last name. Alphabetical. The connection was alphabetical. Meaning that the victim after Owen Price would have a first name beginning with Q and a last name beginning with R. With the other connections, that also meant that this would be a woman who was thirty-four years old. Low and behold, on the first of the next month, thirty-four year old Quinta Rodriguez had been found in a seven foot hole dug in a parking garage, she was buried alive under hundreds of muddy old shoes. She had been dead for at least three hours by the time that the team had arrived.

They'd been too late.

But they weren't giving up.

They'd put this unsub away, sooner or later.

Unfortunately, it seemed like it would be a lot later.

The killer had already been at large for seven solid months, from January to July, it wasn't until April of the following year that the members of the BAU really seemed to be getting somewhere in the case.

Little did they know that it was very very far from being over.


Author's Notes; As you can see, this little chapter...if I can even call it a real chapter...was little more than a tease. I just wanted to introduce you guys to the case, without fuddling it up with a bunch of characterization. It feels a little like an essay, and it was quite dry, I know. [/shot] But do not fear, my lovelies! The next chapter will be much better, I assure you! But it won't be the next thing that I post up. After this, I will be posting a reference list of the killing victims, just so you guys [and myself] can stay on top of understanding things. Though it was bad, I hope that it wasn't too terrible! 3 Much love to all of you! Stay with me, yes? Yes!

Author's Notes [2.0]; This chapter was very slightly updated. I dare you to catch what I actually changed. Ahahhaa! ... Ha!