The Butcher's Mind Part 2
After Rossi was shot and unable to fill his slot at the BAU a woman was brought in to replace him temporarily. Questions surround her involvement with the members of the team. Reid is drawn to her. A killer is abducting women cutting them up and dumping their bodies like a 52 year old murder. After a suspect is shot by Rossi's replacement Julianne Weaver, the relationship between Reid and Julie develops further. But sadly a killer has targeted them. At what seemed like the end of the case Reid asks Julie to dinner and she agrees. They disappear; the teams scramble to find them before it is too late.
As always I do not own any part of ABC, CBS, or Criminal Minds. For entertainment purposes only. Any resemblance to person's living, dead or fictional is purely coincidental.
Thanks,
Cinny
Part 2-Chapter 1
Reid lay across the back seat of his car. He was a bit fuzzy on the details of the last few minutes and he struggles to clear his mind. His head and side hurt, the man that hit him was sitting in the passenger seat, giving Julianne directions.
"Don't move pretty boy." Merritt said over his shoulder. Reid looked at him, trying to recall if he had seen this man before, he seemed familiar. The car was dark but Reid could make out a few of his features. When they would pass under a light poll Reid tried to get a better look. Every so often Reid spotted a road sign. They were heading north. As they approached Philadelphia, Reid knew who this man was. Rolland never worked alone. He and Julie were in trouble. He wondered if Julianne had figured it out too.
"If only I had kissed her in the BAU instead of some damn restaurant parking lot, things would be different." He mentally berated himself for being foolish. A thought crossed his mind, "Spencer you have to stop thinking like this, what is done is done find a way to get out of it." He knew this was from his training and a deep desire to survive, but for some reason the voice he heard in his head now was, Gideon's.
Julie did as she was told. She drove where she was guided to. She hadn't risked looking at him. She did however glance in the mirror to look at Spencer. She couldn't see his face but she could see him move every now and then. A slight shift in the seat was all he could risk but it gave her reassurance that he was awake and was watching the road too.
If she hadn't been kissing him and daydreaming about more than just kissing, she would have see him come up to them. She had seen those eyes before and she knew almost instantly in the parking lot who he was. The reason they didn't find anything in Rolland's apartment was because Rolland had help. How many times had she warned herself don't get involved, don't let anyone in, not with Hotch, not with any of the other men who wanted something from her, never. The one time she does and this happens.
Julie drove the car into the parking lot of a warehouse that appeared to be abandoned. She was instructed to park by the loading doc. Merritt pulled a set of keys out of his pocket and handed them to Julie. He got out of the car and told Julie to slide across to the passenger side. She hoisted herself over the gear shift and into the seat next to her, then out of the door.
Reid finally got a good look at his captor. He had on a white a-line t-shirt under a red and black flannel shirt. Jean's and black Doc Martens leather boots. His hair was short in the back but longer on top, a disheveled mess. Could be on purpose but Reid doubted it. He could almost see him pulling on it as he lapses into a mental break. Reid dismisses that idea because this man was too calm to be on a psychotic break. The hair must be a form of rebellion. He thought of Rolland, clean cut, hair shaved almost to the skin, dressed much the same way as this man but his clothing looked new and pressed. His apartment was spotless much like the man. Could they be related? Brother's maybe or cousins.
Merritt held the gun to Julie's head and told Reid to get out of the back. "Give him the keys." he demanded. Julie did as she was told and Merritt led them to the door. Once Reid unlocked it, they stepped inside. Julie noticed that the building wasn't abandoned it was still in business. Boxes were stacked on pallets, and a fork lift was parked near by. It was dark, save for the street light shinning through the paneled window.
"Take those straps and tie him up. And if you don't do it tight, girly you'll be wearing his brains on that pretty little suit." Merritt held the gun on Reid. Julie stood in front of him her hands shook slightly. Reid was sure he was the only one who noticed.
"It's ok, just do what he wants." He held out his wrists. After she finished tying Reid's hands, Merritt told Julie to grab three more straps. He ordered both of them to walk across the room to a truck bay. He told Reid to get inside the truck cargo bed.
"Sit down" He took Julie by the hair dragging her to the front of the truck, where he bound her wrists and ankles placing her down on the floor in the cab of the truck.
Reid did not move. He feared if he did Julie would suffer. Merritt came to the back of the truck and bound Reid's ankles. "Who are you? Why are you doing this?" He asked, trying to confirm he was right about Merritt.
"Why? You ask me why I do this! Ask the girly why!" Merritt grabbed Reid by the back of his hair yanking his head back. He put the gun below Reid's chin.
"Hey girly should I blow his head off, like you done my brother?" Merritt screamed. He let go of Reid's hair, pointed the gun at the cargo bay and pulled the trigger.
"NO! NO!" Julie screamed and began to sob.
Merritt leaned in closer to Reid, whispering, "Nah I won't do that, I want you to see what I have in store for her, before I do that." When Merritt jumped down off the back of the truck Reid hollered to Julie, "I'm alright".
Julianne lie on the floor of the truck, shaking.