Hi people! this story doesn't have a title yet because i can't think of one that fits it. read this and if you have any suggestions for me please, tell all! as usual, please ignore any and all spelling mistakes.

It's Going To Be A Long Day

Ugh, Monday. Why do Mondays always have to come so soon? She thought as she turned off her alarm clock and slowly crawled out of her warm bed. She landed on the flood crouched down looking like Spidey does when he crouches on a window. She stood up and cracked her back while walking to the bathroom. She was ready in a record ten minutes and walked out of her cozy room wearing dressy black pants, a white shirt with a tight black vest above it and stepped into the cold hallway. You could hear each step she took on the hardwood floor. Thump…Thump…Thump. She got to the end of the hall and walked down the winding staircase to the first floor of her home. She walked into the kitchen, her long black hair flowing behind her. She walked to a cupboard and opened it revealing a variety of snacks. She grabbed a S'mores Pop- Tart and opened it. At the sound of the crinkling wrapper a small golden cocker- spaniel trotted into the kitchen and sat at her feet peering up at her with begging eyes.

"Alright, alright. I'm working' on it." She said as she sat the Pop- Tart down and walked to a lower cupboard across the room. She opened it to reveal a big bag of Beneful and some dog biscuts. The dog hurriedly backed up and started to circle the girls feet.

"Okay! I get it you're hungry!" she bent down picked up the bag and poured some of the food into a small metal bowl near the cupboard. She put the bag back and straightened up. She could already tell that it was going to be a long day.

It was going to be a long day, Spencer Reid thought as he stepped off of the elevator into the BAU. He headed towards his desk already spying the mountain of files that he would have to read over, and half of them were probably Morgan's. He sat down at his desk and just as he started to read the first one Hotch walked past.

"You might as well not even start Reid, we have a new case." He said as he walked up the stairs and into the conference room. Reid glanced at the files, he was relieved that he wouldn't have to do them but he knew that there would just be more when he got back. He stood up and followed Hotch. He sat down in one of the chairs just as JJ walked in. She passed out a case file to everyone and stood at the head of the table.

"There have been five kidnappings in Las Vegas in the past year."

"That doesn't mean that they have a serial killer." Morgan said.

"That may not, but this does." JJ said as she clicked a button on the TV remote and ten pictures appeared on the screen. They were of the victims, the ones on top of how they were found and the ones on bottom how they previously looked. "All were women between the ages of twenty and thirty and had lived in Vegas all their lives."

"Are they all…?" Reid asked.

"Yeah. All of the women were mummified, alive. The first victim, Carrie Boxvite, age twenty- two, worked as a librarian and was engaged to Bryce Anderson. She had gone to get groceries at the store around one in the afternoon and never made it back." JJ continued as she clicked the remote again and a larger picture of the second victim came on the screen. "Jennifer Saunders, age twenty- one, works as a veterinarian. Her boss reported her missing after she didn't show up for work after a few days. No known family. Third victim, Taye Johnson, age twenty. She worked as a call girl, went out one night and never came back. Fourth girl was Lisa Clark, age thirty. Wife and mother of three, she went to pick her daughter up from soccer practice and never arrived." JJ said. She clicked the button one last time and a picture of the last victim came on the screen. "Last victim was Allyce Hayes. Age twenty, she worked in a restaurant as a waitress. She went out for a lunch break and didn't come back." JJ turned around to face the team. "All were kept for at least seventy- five days."

"The ancient Egyptians believed that mummification was a way to ensure your presence in the after life. The total process took seventy days to complete, I mean, after you pull out their major organs and then completely dry the body to wrap it. Did you know that the Egyptians actually believed that the brain was worthless and that your heart did all of your thinking." Reid said reading over the case file.

"Is there any known connection between them?" Hotch asked getting off the subject of embalming a body.

"None, and there are no leads as to where or why they were taken." JJ said a bit disappointed in the Vegas PD.

"Looks like we're starting with nothing." Hotch said standing up, "Wheels up in one hour."

She couldn't remember what had happened to her so that she had ended up in this room. She looked around her and all she saw was gray walls. When she woke up she had experienced two sensations; pain and fear. She found that her hands were securely tied behind her back and her left ankle was shackled to the wall with a chain no longer than two feet and her whole body ached. She had untied the weak knot and had already felt the chain and found that it was too thick to break. She had surveyed her surroundings and found that she was in a small room no bigger than four by six feet. The room was lit by a single bulb that glowed a dull orange. Suddenly, she heard a creak and spun around to find a small tray being pushed through a slit in the door. Well, at least she knew where the door was now. She dragged herself to the tray and found that it was filled with some cold soup and hard bread. She drank the soup, finding that it was stone cold, and then stuck the hard bread in her vest pocket. She wiggled her toes and found that her boots were missing. She crawled into a corner, curled into a ball and tried to keep herself warm, trying to remember what she had learned in her early training. As she sat she was thinking two things; what was going to happen to her, and she wished she could have talked to Spencer one last time.

They had just arrived at the LVPD when the chief told them the news.

"Another girl has gone missing?" Rossi asked looking at the picture the chief had given them.

"Yeah." Police Chief McGrevor said.

"Who?" Reid asked.

"Megan Winston, local just like the others. Age twenty- seven, she disappeared yesterday. Boss reported it when she didn't show up for work."

"Alright, do you have someplace where we can set up?" Hotch asked.

"Sure, I can set you up it the conference room." Chief McGrevor said as he led the team down the hall. All of them followed except for Reid. Morgan noticed and walked back to talk with him.

"Reid man, you okay?"

"It's Meg." was all Reid said.

"Wait a minute man. You know this girl?" Morgan asked surprised and proud that Reid would know such a beautiful girl. Reid nodded his head.

"We were classmates."

Begin flashback:

"So runt, what do you have for me today?" the larger of the two boys said. He was about six foot five and had short brown hair, probably a football player. His friend just stood behind him laughing. He was a couple inches shorter and had more than a couple extra pounds on him. Reid just stared at the ground and kept walking.

"Hey Pipsqueak!" the taller one shouted, pushing him against the row of lockers making him drop his stack of books, "I was talking to you!" he continued as he raised his fist and Reid closed his eyes. But, before he could let it swing something stopped him. Reid opened his closed eyes to see the back of a tall girl with long black hair standing in between him and the bully.

"Funny," she said in a cool voice, as if she did this on a regular basis, "I never would have thought that someone who couldn't spell buzz would have the brains to be able to know how to throw a punch." she said with the faintest hint of a smile. The bully just stood there, trembling with rage.

"Oh wait! I almost forgot, you weren't able to spell A, isn't that right Jason." she continued, accenting the -n of Jason. He raised his fist, contemplating whether or not the punch her right her or just let it go.

"Hey Meg, I thought that you knew better than to interfere with a mans business." the bully said lowering his fist.

"Oh yeah, I forgot. To you women are useless tools that are only good for one thing, to serve the almighty you. Guess I missed that memo, sorry, I'll be sure to shred it when I do get it." she continued. "Now why don't you go run along and play with yourself, after all, that is the only thing you're good at." she said.

"One day." he said giving up and walking away, his friend in tow.

"Yeah, one day I'll beat the crap out of you and then laugh over your wounded body, you remember that, don't you? How you stood over him and just laughed it up like you were a couple of gaggling gals swapping jokes over your afternoon tea and crumpets." the two stared at her and then kept walking. She stared at them for a moment before finally turning around to face the kid she just saved.

"You okay kid?" she asked, Reid could only nod. "What's your name?"

"Reid, Spencer Reid." he said a bit hesitantly.

"Well Reid, I'm Megan." she said holding out her hand. He took it, noticing that she was in pretty bad shape. She had a bruise on her left cheek along with a couple of cuts above her eyes covered in medical tape. On her arms he noticed that she had more bandages and bruises. "What'd you do to piss Jason off like that?"

"I-I don't know."

"Well, hang out with me and he'll never bother you again, nor will any of the other bullies, I got leverage on them all." she said proudly.

"What happened to you?" Reid asked. She looked confused at first but then realized what her was talking about. She smiled and said,

"That's a story for another day my man." she said ruffling his hair and they started to pick up both of their book for their next classes.

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