So, sometimes you just never know where a story idea will lead. I didn't know when I began Never My Love what would end up happening to Reid. Many asked for a follow up and I realized the story couldn't be so neatly encapsulated. This is the final piece to the story. At least to that particular subplot. I appreciate feedback. Always!

At the BAU, Reid is at his desk going through a stack of files. Across the room, Morgan, Prentiss and Rossi are huddled together.

Prentiss: I didn't know he was back.

Morgan: As of today. He still needs to do his psych eval to get back in the field.

Prentiss: Can he pass it?

Rossi: Any of us can, you know that.

Prentiss: I mean-

Morgan: I know what you mean. I've talked to him and to Maggie as well. He'll always be affected but he's okay. The evaluation is more of a formality than anything else.

Rossi: So what's he working on?

Morgan: You know how we get cold files from detectives looking to jump start their cases?

Rossi: He's profiling those?

Morgan: Someone has to.

J.J. walks through the office stopping next to Reid's desk.

J.J.: Hey Spence, welcome back.

Reid jumps a little and immediately looks sheepish.

Reid: Oh, hey J.J. Thanks.

Reid goes back to reading his files. His eyes get wide.

Reid: Um...J.J.?

J.J.: Yeah, what is it?

Reid: This case I have here…it's not cold. At least it won't be for much longer. Can you get everyone in the conference room so I can run it by them?

J.J.: Of course.

The team is assembling at the round table and waiting for Reid.

Hotch: Does anyone know what we are doing here?

Morgan: Not yet. Reid seems to think this is pretty important.

Rossi: Are you sure he's okay? He's been through a lot. He could just be jumping at shadows here.

Morgan: Let's just listen. How often is he wrong?

Before anyone can say anything else, Reid hurries into the room carrying a stack of folders which he distributes to his team.

Morgan: So what is this about?

Reid: It's a ten year old case in Connecticut.

Rossi: Hold on...there hasn't been any activity on this case in ten years?

Reid: None. But that's about to change. Just hear me out, okay?

The team members all look up at Reid as if just being polite.

Reid: Ten years ago ten women were murdered over a ten week period by an unsub the media called the X killer. Then nothing.

Prentiss: I'm still not following.

Reid: So I was going over the crime scene photos. Every woman had an "X" carved on her abdomen perimortem. Hence the nickname. Except for the last victim, Heather Marcus.

The picture flashes on the screen of the last victim.

Reid: There's the "X" which obviously denotes the Roman numeral ten but there's more. Three dots and then another "X." To be continued in ten years. We are quickly approaching the anniversary of the start of the first string of murders. If I am right, we are going to be looking at another ten bodies.

Prentiss: Are you sure that's what it means? Maybe he was just going to kill ten more at the time and got arrested or died.

Reid: Just to be sure, I contacted local PD and found a report of a missing woman. She fits the general description of the first victims. She's been missing for about 24 hours so right now I don't think there is much chance of finding her alive. If he's sticking to script, we have less than a week before he abducts the next victim.

Rossi: Well, I've heard enough.

Hotch: Me too. Nice catch, Reid.

J.J.: I'll have the jet readied.

Reid: How soon are we leaving?

Morgan: Hold on there, youngster. You aren't cleared yet.

Reid hands over one last folder.

Reid: As of this morning, I am.

Hotch: Then grab your bag and let's go.