Hello.
Before I begin this story, I just want to say that this is my first go at this, (although I have been lurking around here for years). I have written a couple of fanfics before but they have never been good enough. Also I didn't have the balls to create an account and submit anything that I wrote.
But, alas I have decided to wing it, and I hope that whatever I come up with will be enjoyable for you. Feedback and constructive criticism would be greatly appreciated. Thank you! :)
Chapter one.
The FBI agent breathed in the bitter aroma from the hot dark liquid, as his slender fingers wrapped around the cup in an almost protective kind of way. As if it might jump out of his hands and run away if he were to loosen his grip of it.
The young man took a sip and closed his eyes as he leaned his back against the counter. He really should get back to his desk and begin to plow trough the mountain of paperwork that was waiting for him. He also knew that it would without a doubt suspiciously grow if he were gone for too long, but he couldn't bring himself to sit down and do it just yet. He had to properly wake up first.
"Pretty boy! You playing hooky? I'm shocked!"
Reid opened his eyes and was greeted with a playful grin from none other than Derek Morgan as he entered the breakroom.
"Yes. I'm tired, and its cold outside. I lost feeling in my toes on the way to work today. I need to warm up first." The temperature had dropped enormously the past two weeks and that night it had started snowing non stop. A white coat now decorated the state of Virginia. It didn't suit the Vegas native at all.
"Man, get a car like everybody else." Morgan chuckled and poured himself a cup of coffee.
"Did you know that vehicle emissions can affect the environment in several ways. Cars emit greenhouse gasses, such as carbon dioxide, which contribute to global warming more than-"
"Alright alright I get it! You're saving the earth yada yada. Go you." Morgan laughed.
Reid frowned into his coffee cup. "Uh no, I'm not. In fact-" Once again the genius was cut off, by JJ entering the break room.
"There you guys are! We have a case, a local one and its bad".
"Damn it" Morgan muttered, as he sat the cup down and followed the blonde to the briefing room. Reid did the same, and he groaned at the thought of having to stay in Virginia, rather than having a case somewhere warmer. But for now duty calls, he thought as he entered the briefing room and sat down.
"My fellow crime fighters,I fear we have a baddie right here in Quantico, doing bad stuff. And I mean really really bad stuff". The picture appearing on the screen made everyone around the table tense up. Garcia looked away as she flipped through the pictures with the remote, and as she started talking.
"So, kids around the ages of five and eight are disappearing and turning up three days later.. completely mutilated."
Garcia brought up a picture of a little blonde boy with big bright blue eyes.
"Brad Hennrick, age six, disappeared from the playground when his parent weren't looking. He then turned up in the family neighbors garden. His eyes were missing and so were his toes and genitals. There was also alot of bruising and broken bones".
She brought up another picture of a boy with a buzz cut, and freckles."Trevor Stone, age five. He went missing from his backyard were he was playing unsupervised. He turned up without his ears and his left foot. There was also bruises and cuts. His genitals, also missing. He was found outside off the preschool he goes to".
Another picture. A brown haired boy.
"Donald Smith, age seven. He was out playing in the street with his twin sister, when he disappeared. His body turned up in a nearby park. His tongue was cut off and so were his thumbs.
"What about his genitals?" Asked Prentiss.
"Gone as well."
That seems to be the only thing thats consistent, Reid mused as he read the file. "Were the mutilation done pre or post mortem, Garcia?"
"Post. The cause of death is always blood loss."
The technical analyst lastly brought up a picture of two red headed boys.
"Patrick Levier, age eight and his little brother Bobby Levier, age six. Both disappeared last night from their aunts car as she went inside the house to get something."
"That means we have two days to find them before they turn up dead" Hotch said as he closed the file and stood up. "We have to hurry this up. These two boys may be alive but they are probably not unharmed. Time is of essence here."
I hate these kind of cases, Reid thought as he stood up. He knew he would have to stay in the office and work on the geographical profile. Beats having to go out in this weather.
"Dave, you and Morgan go and talk to the parents and whomever were with these boys at the time of their disappearance. Prentiss, JJ and I will check out the dump sites. Reid, you work out the geographical profile. Lets go and save those boys."
Reid sighed as he looked through the case file once more. I'm gonna need more coffee.
