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Warnings: Mild profanity, mentions of death and abuse.

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"The unsub is a Caucasian male and is in his mid to late thirties. He has been operating under the delusion that the supernatural is real, and the people that he has killed thus far are of the supernatural." Said Reid, "He is most likely an army veteran due to his careful planning and well thought out actions."

" According to the only known survivor, he is a tall man, with dark hair and some facial hair. We will be giving out a sketch for the public to see. Also, the unsub has two young boys with him, likely his sons or children that he has kidnapped. One of the boys is known as Dean, and the other is known as Sammy.'

"These children may be the unsubs' weakness, but do not count on it. This man truly believes that he is saving people and killing creatures that would kill others if given the chance. He believed that our witness was a vampire and was prepared to cut off her head to kill "the vampire". The public is urged to use caution, because this man has no specific victimology. He follows patterns only he can see in his delusion, and anything may make him believe that someone is a creature that he is hunting. Thank you." Finished Reid.

Hotch watched as Reid and Morgan addressed the assembled crowd of police. Later today, J.J. would be briefing the public on the situation.

This case was perhaps one of the most intriguing that the BAU had come across. The Unsub was stuck in a paranoid delusion in which he was saving people by killing supernatural creatures. The most frightening part of it was that the unsub didn't have a specific body type or gender that he preferred, in fact, it seemed as though anyone was at risk of becoming this hunter's prey. His latest victims had all been staying in an abandoned barn together and this had apparently set him off.

Anything and everything would appear as though it were a sign to him. A group of people in close proximity, a rash of missing people, a murder, anything at all. The fact that he was forcing the boy, Dean, into helping him kill these people was a horrifying prospect. The child obviously knew that the unsub was wrong and had helped Sarah Call to escape. Dean was an older brother, willing to do anything to help keep his baby brother safe and out of harms way. This was made hard by the fact that they seemed to be in the care of a delusional man. From the actions of the unsub thus far, it was fair to assume that the boys were in danger from the unsub just as much as any of the victims of the man.

The thought of boys little older than his own son in such danger made Aaron Hotchner's heart squeeze in anguish. Children should never be exposed to such atrocities as were being committed by this man and it was more than unfortunate that the two children that the unsub held were in such a position.

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Dean held in a whimper as his shirt rubbed against his fresh wounds. His father had been less than pleased with him after that little stunt in the woods, and had increased his training. With increased training also came harsher punishments should he fail in what he was doing. It was an unwritten rule that when training was increased, so were John's expectations.

Dean was not stupid. He knew that sooner or later John would decide that either Sammy or he were creatures that John had decided to hunt. He just hoped and prayed to whoever would listen that it didn't happen before he could get Sammy away. He tried to prepare Sam in whatever way he could. He taught Sam the proper way to pickpocket, to beg, and even to read. Anything that he could think of, he taught his little brother. In the real world, Dean would be considered a smart kid with true potential, someone who could make it in life.

In the world Dean lived in, he was someone who could survive.

"Sammy… remember that song I taught you last month? Could you sing it for me?"

"'kay, Dean. A is for Apple, B is for Bee, C is for Colors, D is for drink…"

It was the best he could do for Sam, teaching him how to read off newspapers and magazine scraps that he found in the seedy hotels that they stayed in. Dean couldn't help but to be proud of how smart Sammy was, smarter than him, that was for sure. (At least in Deans opinion…in Sammy's opinion, there was no one better than Dean.) In truth, both Winchester boys were intelligent, more so than the average children their age.

Dean didn't care how smart he was, he just cared about his two big S's. Survival, and Sammy. Nothing else mattered to him as much as the S's did. Nothing.

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*Ring! Ring! Ri-*

"Hello?"

"This is the all knowing Goddess of Technology Garcia speaking."

"Baby-girl, you know you're on speaker phone, right?"

"Of course my Chocolate muffin. Anyway, I have some information for you guys."

"Garcia, what did you find?" asked Hotch.

"Well, there was a hit on our unsub. A former neighbor called in and said that he believed that the unsub was John Winchester. John Eric Winchester, former Corporal in the Marine Corps, 35, served in Vietnam, and earned a whole slew of medals and awards. He came back to his hometown in Indiana, where he fell in love with his wife, Mary Campbell, and worked as a successful mechanic. Their first son, Dean Winchester was born January 24, 1979. When he was four years old, his little brother Samuel Winchester was born on May 2, 1983." Garcia paused, her tone of voice grim, "This is where it gets really sad… when Dean was Four and Sammy was six months old, their mother, Mary, was killed by an unknown, before being impaled to the ceiling above Sam's crib. A fire was started and burned her remains till she was barely identifiable. Dean carried Sam out of the fire while John tried to save his wife from the fire. By the time firefighters and police arrived, the house was all on fire. John was delirious on scene, saying that a demon had come in and killed Mary."

"Mary's murder was most likely the trigger that caused John Winchester's delusions." Inserted Reid.

"Anything else, Garcia?" asked Emily.

"Well, John took the boys and set out on the road. No one knows where they went, and this is the first time anyone has had any clue of where the guy went. I'm sending you guys pictures of the Winchesters."

"Thank you, Garcia." Said Hotch.

"Garcia, out."

A smiling family peered out of the picture, infant Sam nestled in the arms of his mother, with a happy Dean hugging his father, unaware of the horrible fate that were destined to happen, barely a month after the picture was taken.

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