A/N: I'm going to start putting songs at the end of chapters. The purpose they serve is to portray the mood of the chapter, so if you wanna scroll down & get the song, it would be cool to listen to it while reading :) Also, my music taste is VERY out there & all over the place, so don't be surprised if one day you're listening to Underoath & the next you're listening to Miley Cyrus :3 Please review! I would very much like your feedback&criticism. ON WITH THE STORY...

"Hello, Doctor Reid." Melinda smiled back. "You have more questions for me?"

Doctor Reid pulled out his pad and pencil again, knowing he didn't need it because of his eidetic memory, but also not wanting her to ask him why he didn't need to write anything down. "Did you communicate with Astrim much? Did he ask you questions, or call you by a different name?"

"Katherine. He called me Katherine, or Kate. It was strange because he acted like he knew I wasn't Katherine, but he called me that anyway." Melinda tried not to close her eyes, or else she would feel him hitting her again, feel him on top of her, taking her clothes off.

"He was trying to make his fantasy real, whatever his fantasy may be. You remembering that is actually very helpful, I'll have to check that name." Doctor Reid spoke while he wrote. "Would you be willing to do an exercise with me, to take you through what you can remember? It would be extremely helpful, and it might help you feel a little better."

Melinda thought about it. She wasn't feeling too well, and she really wanted to rest. "Could you come back tomorrow? I'd like to take it easy for a little bit. I shouldn't have been walking on my ankle, now it's throbbing a little."

"Oh, do you want me to get your doctor?" Doctor Reid stood up.

"No, it's okay. I just want some rest." Melinda smiled at him.

He grabbed his bag, and put his things back inside it. "Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow." Doctor Reid walked out of Melinda Turner's hospital room, smiling. He had no idea why he was smiling. He and his team, for the first time in years, had failed to keep an unsub in custody, but for some reason, he felt like they weren't supposed to catch him yet. He felt like they still had more to learn about him before they put him away.

"What are you so smiley about?" Doctor Reid heard his co-worker, Special Agent Emily Prentiss, say. He looked up at her and saw that she was accompanied by Agent Derek Morgan. They were standing in front of the nurse's station.

Doctor Reid stopped in front of them. "What? I'm not smiley."

"Oh, yes you are, and I think I know why." Morgan stated, with his milk-white smile in tow. He turned to Prentiss. "Reid has the hots for Melinda Turner. Which, I don't blame him. She's gorgeous."

Prentiss gasped, fake, of course. "Reid! She's just been through the most traumatizing thing in her life, and you have the hots for her? You are awful."

Doctor Reid could feel the mouthful of words about to explode from his lips. "What are you talking about? I don't have the hots for her! I was asking her questions about John Astrim! How does that mean I'm attracted to her? That's just simply ridiculous, I mean-"

"Reid, calm down. We're just giving you a hard time." Morgan laughed. "So, what did you get from her? Does she remember anything?"

"She remembers him calling her Katherine, and she said he knew she wasn't Katherine, but he called her that anyway. She wants us to come back tomorrow for more questions." They had started walking out of the hospital.

"You mean, she wants you to come back tomorrow for more questions." Morgan said, getting into the driver's seat of one of the FBI issued Suburbans. His smile flashed in the rearview mirror, and Doctor Reid sighed. He hated when his team teased him like this, but there was nothing he could do about it. If he got too worked up, they would just use that reaction to "confirm" what they were teasing him about. His team viewed him as a child, and that annoyed him to no end.

Doctor Reid remained silent in the back seat on the ride back to the FBI headquarters, and once there, he headed to the office of the BAU's technical analyst (aka, computer geek/hacker), Penelope Garcia.

"Whatchya got for me, sweet cheeks?" The bubbly blonde smiled at Doctor Reid, and he smiled back at her.

"I need you to cross check a name with John Astrim's acquaintances. Katherine."

Garcia turned in her chair to a computer screen, and started typing. After a few moments, a picture popped on the screen, of a girl who looked just like Melinda Turner. Her hair was dyed blue, she had tattoos on her chest and arms, and there were even resemblances in her facial structure.

Garcia took in a breath. "She looks just like-"

"Melinda." Doctor Reid finished her sentence. "What's her name, and her connection to Astrim?"

"Name is Katherine Melbourne, she was born and raised in Woodbridge. She went to college with Astrim. She was killed ten years ago, and her boyfriend was killed a year before her. She had a son, who became a ward of the state after she died, and the trail ends there."

Doctor Reid kept staring at the picture. "Who killed her?"

"The police never got him. Her body was found in the Woodbridge park. She had been dead for over a week, oh my god." She looked up at Doctor Reid, who was leaning over her shoulder. "It was him, John Astrim! You found his diary in his apartment, he had been writing about a girl in it, hadn't he?"

"He wrote about a girl he loved, how she played hard to get with him, and how he finally got her. I thought he was talking about Melinda, but he wasn't." Doctor Reid started walking out of Garcia's office, giving her a "thank you" before he quickly made his way to the rest of the BAU team, who were in the briefing room. "Melinda wasn't his first."

Their team leader, Aaron Hotchner, stared at Doctor Reid. "What?"

"Melinda told me Astrim called her Katherine, so I had Garcia check the name. Katherine Melbourne came up. She looked exactly like Melinda, she went to college with Astrim, and she was killed ten years ago. Police never found who killed her."

"Ten years? He's waited ten years?" Agent David Rossi asked, shock on his face.

"Melinda had to have been a trigger for him." Agent Morgan said. "He might have seen her somewhere and if she looks just like his first kill, he couldn't leave her alone. He's too impulsive for that."

"Exactly," Doctor Reid said. He walked over to the map of Woodbridge and the surrounding areas, picking up a marker on his way. "Melinda was taken three miles from her apartment building in Quantico, on her daily run. Astrim took her to the basement under his mother's house, which was ten miles from the Woodbridge park, tortured and molested her for a week, then put her in his car and started driving her to the Woodbridge park. He was going to take her here," Doctor Reid circled a small portion of the park. "To kill her, but she got away. He was going to kill her and bury her body in the exact spot that he buried Katherine Melbourne ten years ago."

"Oh my god…" Emily Prentiss said, her mouth hanging open. "That part of the park is restricted."

"We've been thinking that John Astrim is on a psychotic break this entire time, when he's in the early stages of being completely lost in a delusion, and by taking Melinda from him, we've furthered that delusion. He won't stop until he kills her, he can't. He thinks she's Katherine Melbourne, and if she won't love him, he'll kill her." Doctor Reid looked at his team and the shocked looks on their faces.

Morgan's face went from shocked, to angry. "We let that son of a bitch go."

"Morgan…" Hotch warned, but Morgan didn't listen.

"WE LET HIM GO, HOTCH!" Hotch sighed. "We didn't let him go, he ran too fast for us to catch him. There was nothing we could do, Morgan."

"He's right. We'll get him soon enough." Rossi said, smiling. "The main thing is, Melinda Turner is safe. He hasn't killed anyone else."

"That we know of." Doctor Reid chimed in again, not realizing that what he said might have made things worse.

"Thanks, Reid," Prentiss said, laughing a little.

Hotch sighed and picked up a file that was sitting on the table. "Reid, you'll go back to the hospital first thing tomorrow morning and take Melinda through memory exercises. See if she can remember anything having to do with Astrim living anywhere else. We'll be here, waiting for new information and sorting through the old information to see if we've missed anything. As for now, I think we could all use some rest."

Doctor Reid knew Hotch was right. He needed rest, but his mind refused to give it to him. He never got much sleep, but he was used to it, so he gave himself useless tasks around his house until he felt like he couldn't stay awake anymore, then he drug himself to his bedroom and played chess against himself in his mind until he fell asleep.

Song: "So Far From Your Weapon" - The Dead Weather