Merry Christmas, Spencer Reid
Chapter 1?
Disclaimer - I don't own CM, of course.
Note - This is in my Reid-Gideon story line, so if you see references to dad or father concerning Reid, they mean Gideon. This is for the entry in the-vampire-act's Holiday Contest, so enjoy. This story is not betaed, so all mistakes are my own. This is dedicated to my little sister, so I hope you like it, Rihana. I am sure you'll like this especially.
Another day, another case solved, this time a brutal case in DC involving kidnapped and murdered teenagers. It took longer than usual to solve, mainly because they had not considered that another teenager might have done it at first, they were far too occupied looking at teachers, coaches, other parents, to see that it had been a vendetta against the teens by another. The kids had gone to three different schools, were interested in different activities at school, and came from various socioeconomic groups, and there was no apparent interactions with one another. Doctor Spencer Reid, however was able to see the pattern that tied each of the students with one individual, Daniel Vincent. Daniel was arrested without incident at his parents' home. They took Daniel to the police station for further interrogation.
"So, Daniel, why did you torture and kill those kids? You put them through quite a bit of pain before you disemboweled them," Reid asked.
"Because I could," Daniel answered coldly. His eyes showed no mercy, but happiness at the memories of killing the teens. Daniel then shot a smug look towards Reid, who took another take on the young man.
Reid looked up at the teen. He saw that there was absolutely no remorse on the Vincent's part. However, since he was seventeen, there would be a very good chance that he would be prosecuted as an adult considering the heinous nature of his crimes, and Reid felt relieved about that particular fact.
"You know, the prosecution will seek the death penalty, as an adult. You are seventeen now, and they will at the very least prosecute you as an adult. You will be looking at the nest 25 years or more behind bars, and that is if they want to parole you. I hope that they never release you, because you cannot be rehabilitated."
I don't care. Let them do their worse," replied Vincent.
"You might say that now, but believe me, you will want to change your tune during sentencing," added Reid.
Vincent simply laughed at Reid, who walked away from the teen.
"I know that you feel empathy towards that guy, but," Derek Morgan stated.
"Actually, I think you would be wrong in assuming that. Despite his age, he is a cold-blooded psychopath, and he deserves whatever punishment the jury decides," Reid started.
"I mean, especially after Texas, I thought that you may feel a little more towards that guy, so..."
"I understand your inference. This is a completely separate case, I can assure you. I have absolutely no empathy towards Vincent. He is a monster in every sense of the word, despite his young age." Reid knew immediately that Morgan was referring the the Savage case back in Texas a few years back, but this particular unsub had little in common with Savage.
"If you say so, pretty boy," then Morgan ruffled Reid's hair. Reid tried to look annoyed while suppressing a very big grin. Reid then hurried up and finished his paperwork concerning the case, wanting to go home and spent the upcoming holiday with his father. Reid had noticed how much he had actually missed him, and was looking forward to having a Merry Christmas, for a change. He had thought about calling his father, but knew that his father would be home, waiting for him. Before, Reid has always dreaded Christmas time, it had always seemed to never live up to the expectations. However, Reid's father had assured him that they would have a different Christmas, and maybe even visit his mother during the small vacation that he got from his job.
"hey, Reid, do you want a lift home?" asked Morgan as they were exiting the building. "I mean, It's right on the way to the airport, and you won't see me for the next week, or more if I can help it. I just don't want another case ruining yet another holiday."
"I think I'll take the subway. It might be safer than your driving," Reid retorted.
"Okay then Kid. It's your funeral."
"Ha ha,very funny Morgan. See you in a few weeks, hopefully."
"You got plans? Since when?"
"I have plans with my dad, and we might actually go and see my mom during the holidays, if we don't get called in by a case in the meantime."
"I hope that, too. See ya, kid."
As Reid was walking outside the FBI building in Quantico, he did not notice the two people watching him. They had been watching Reid since he had entered the building, and were waiting for their chance to get to him.
"There he goes, you know what to do," said the first man.
"But he, he actually tried to help me," said a second man.
"He is one of THEM, another puppet of the government. he works for the MAN, and you know it."
"But, he's not that old, he was only a kid at the time, and it's only been a few years ago so..."
"But nothing. He is one of them, and he must be dealt with, as a message to not mess with us ever again."
"Are you sure about that, Leo?"
"Of course. Have I ever lied to you?"
"Well, no."
"Then we need to act, and you need to do it now."
"Well, okay."
They watched Reid leave and make his way towards the subway. They knew that they would need to act quickly, otherwise they may lose their chance on taking Reid. As they saw him walk about a hundred yards from the building and duck into an alleyway, they made their move on Reid.
Reid heard something from behind. he called out, "Hello!" and got no response, so he went on walking towards the subway entrance.
Then, from what seemed to be from out of nowhere, a man with a baseball bat hit Reid several times. Reid attempted to get up, but was unable to after the assailant hit him in the legs with the bat. Reid then looked up, and immediately recognized his attacked, but before he could say anything, the bat was swung and made contact with his skull, immediately rendering him unconscious. The man then lifted him and placed him in the back of a light blue panel van.
"I did good didn't I Leo?" asked the first man. The other man was in the back of the van with Reid. He looked over the injuries, and made sure that they were not too severe for the genius. They wanted him alive, and killing him would put them behind a little in their plans.
"He's out. But you can't kill him. Otherwise how will they learn anything? He needs to live to tell them that they cannot get away with whatever they please."
"You're right, Leo, where would I ever be without you?"
"Lost, my dear friend. And don't you ever forget that. I will never steer you wrong, trust me."
"I do trust you, and I guess that this is the only way to teach those higher powers to mess with us."
"Exactly."
"Let's go then. We need to get as far from here as possible, so they can't track us as quickly."
The van then sped out south without any further words. They knew that they would need to act quickly, otherwise they might get caught, and that would completely ruin their plans. They needed to get to their destination, and they knew that it would take several hours to get there. Darkness was also quickly approaching, and they wanted to get there before it got too late for them to effectively drive. It was still a long way to get to Texas, and they did not want to waste any more time reaching there. He drove all night, and by dawn was able to reach a safe distance. It was finally then that they temporarily pulled over, and checked on Reid. He was still unconscious, but they were able to tell he was still alive by his breathing and the movements of his chest. The first man drew in a sigh of relief, then drove even further, so that they would reach their destination before too many people knew that Reid was missing.
A/N - Should I make this more than a one-shot? I'll let you readers decide.
Can anyone get the reference to the CM show that was mentioned the last part of the chapter? Let me know if you can figure it out. Digital cookies and cupcakes for all reviewers.
