SUMMARY: A video makes it way into the hands of the BAU team, a video showing the abduction of Reid's girlfriend. The unsub continues to taunt the team, exposing one secret after another as more videos are sent to them. Reid, struggling to keep some semblance of privacy, must now fight to save his girlfriend and catch an unsub who's motivation is more than it seems. As more of Reid and his girlfriend's life is exposed the more the team begins to wonder how well they really know their genius.
Chapter One: You have no idea where Yemen is, do you?
10:00 AM…Monday
Reid walked into the break room, empty coffee cup in hand. He reached for the coffee pot, sighing loudly as he saw it was empty. He placed the pot back in the machine and began opening cabinets, digging through its items till he found the desired prize. After moving things around for a few minutes he finally produced a new bag of coffee grounds, a smile of success plastered on his face.
As he scooped out the grounds he heard the footsteps of one of his coworkers behind him.
"Hi Morgan." Reid said as he pressed the start button on the coffee machine.
"How did you know it was me?" Morgan asked as he placed his own empty cup on the counter next to Reid's.
"Nobody stomps around here as loudly as you" Reid smiled as he turned around to look at Morgan. His smile grew as he saw the "angry" frown on his face.
"Geez Reid, it sounds to me like you're calling me heavy."
"Yes. And no. You're all muscle so really, you are heavy. Anyway, all I'm saying is that you're not exactly light on your feet."
"Light on my feet? I can be light on my feet. I've snuck up on you how many times?" Reid opened his mouth to answer but Morgan cut him off. "Don't even think about actually trying to answer that question. It was a rhetorical question Reid."
"I wasn't going to try to answer it. I was going to kindly inform you that your ability to sneak up on me is because of my tendency to "zone out" as you so nicely put it, not because of your gait." Reid grabbed the now full coffee pot and filled his cup.
"You going to share some of your precious coffee with me?" Morgan asked as Reid placed the pot back in the machine without filling Morgan's cup.
"I was thinking about it. But decided that you could use the exercise, seeing as I apparently think you're fat." Reid stepped to the side, grabbing the bag of sugar that sat on the counter next to the coffee machine.
"Ouch Pretty Boy. First you call me heavy and then you call me fat. Low blow Reid, low blow."
"Oh yes, that's right. I forgot that your charming good looks are off limits. God forbid I hurt your beloved vanity."
"Ha. Ha. Ha. Very funny."
After fixing his own cup of coffee the two friends walked out of the break room and walked into the bullpen, happily drinking the fresh caffeinated beverage that were held in their cups.
"God I love whoever invented coffee." Morgan muttered into his cup with a smile.
"No one invented coffee Morgan. It's a product of beans, not some sort of machinery."
"You know what I meant. I love whoever discovered coffee. Happy?"
"So you love Yemenite Sufi mystics? Not exactly an everyday affection."
"Yemenite?"
"Yeah, from Yemen. A southern Arabian country."
Morgan looked at him, pulling his eyebrows down in confusion.
"You have no idea where Yemen is, do you?" Morgan took the chance to take a sip of his coffee, avoiding the question. "I'm buying you a globe for Christmas."
"Way to suck all the fun out of coffee. And next Christmas. At the same time. Only you can achieve that, Reid." Morgan gave his friend a playful shove as he shook his head, walking over to his office.