God Rest Ye Merry BAU
Chapter 1 - December 24th - Reid
Disclaimer - I have no real rights to CM. Just screwing around with the canon is all.
This is also an entry into the-vampire-act's 2010 holiday contest. This has no beta, so you are warned.
It was Christmas Eve and the BAU had just gotten back to Quantico rather late. They had just gotten back from a case in Hawaii, where an unsub had been drowning his victims, then placing their bodies in the ocean. It was a tough case, but they were finally able to arrest the person responsible for the murders and return home before Christmas.
Dr Spencer Reid stayed later at work than the others, finishing his paperwork before heading to his apartment. Reid felt especially lost and alone during the holidays, for the only relatives he had were thousands of miles away, in Las Vegas, and it was far too late to get a plane ticket in time to make for the holiday. So he walked down to the parking ramp, thankful that he had taken his car instead of the usual subway. Suddenly he heard what sounded like footsteps from behind.
"Hello," called Reid in to the now vacant lot. No response.
This is pathetic. I must be losing it, Reid thought to himself. He dismissed the sound of the footsteps and went to enter his car. Then he heard what sounded like a voice calling his name. Reid turned around again, and saw no one. So Reid took a walk around the lot and decided to just go into his car and drive home. He went to go inside and turn the ignition.
BOOOMMMM!
Reid's car then burst into flames, killing it's driver instantly. The sprinklers immediately rained down on the wreckage that was once Reid's ancient Volvo.
Within minutes, a bomb squad, CSIs, local police, and FBI agents were called to the scene. The BAU were also called back. They looked all throughout the lot and around the building, but found no trace of the bomber. The BAU were then informed that Reid's car had blown up, and that he was burned beyond recognition. Hotch and Rossi looked in total disbelief. Morgan was angry, punching down on his desk and trying his best to control his temper. Prentiss was in utter shock, and JJ and Garcia were hysterically crying. They were all wondering, who would ever want to kill Reid?
Prentiss saw a manila envelope on Reid's desk. It was addressed to the BAU. She immediately grabbed it and opened it. The note read:
Hello BAU,
As you are all well aware, Dr. Reid is now deceased by this point of the game. He was the most innocent, therefore he suffered the least. The rest of you, however, will not be so fortunate.
I have thought of many ways to kill your team, the process taking quite a long time to plan and carry out. But soon it will reach full fruition.
They say that revenge is a dish best served cold. I believe that to the hilt, so to speak. So every single one of you will die by the New year. That is not a threat, it is a promise. I will have my revenge on your team, and will not rest until it is completely obliterated.
Sincerely,
Your final Unsub.
P.S. If you decide to go into protective custody and become cowards, I will kill three people everyday for each one of you in hiding. So don't try any of your tricks. They will not work with me. I know your games, so do not deviate from your schedules either, otherwise I will kill many others in your place.
Prentiss' reserve broke at that moment. She started herself to cry, and when Hotch looked at her, he knew instinctively that there was more wrong than just Reid's death. He looked and saw the note himself, and immediately called the CSI to take the note for further anaysis. He then called the rest of the team to the conference room and informed them of the note.
"Shouldn't we do something," asked JJ.
"Yes, we build a profile as quickly as possible," Hotch replied.
"Ok what do we got so far?" asked Rossi.
"We know that the unsub killed Reid in revenge. We also know that this unsub knows who we are, where we work, which would imply that either he has stalked us, or worked with us at some point," Morgan said.
"He is most likely a Caucasian male, aged between approximately 25-45 years old. He sees himself as a justice collector, and also mission based. We have somewhere down the road caused him to plan and act out a revenge fantasy. We need to know Who is is, and why is is targeting us."
"We need to find this man, and quickly. Time is definitely not on our side, and this man seems to know about us, which makes him even more dangerous, so please be careful team," Hotch stated.
The team then left with a look of defeat on their faces. The were all dreading the days ahead.
Perfect, my plan is now in full motion, the unsub thought. This will be far easier than I thought.
A/N This is probably going to have 8-9 chapters. More agents to die, and a chapter or two to wrap it up. Please read and review, the good, bad and ugly.
