TWO

4:00 PM

Terry Pratchett said: "The trouble with having an open mind, of course, is that people will insist on coming along and trying to put things in it"

"Slow down with the coffee pretty boy," said Derek Morgan to his teammate Spencer Reid. The brown, short haired man continued to take a sip from his mug.

"I can't," he said, "When I'm nervous I need caffeine and sugar,"

"What are you nervous about? A date with a young woman perhaps," wondered Morgan laughing and patting him on the pack.

"Reid has a date?" asked Prentiss coming in putting her bag on the desk, "What is she? Blonde, brunette?b

"I don't have a date," Reid exclaimed

"Definetly brunette," chuckled Morgan, "So where did you meet her? Coffee shop?"

"For a profiler, you're hypothesis is completely off," replied Reid.

"Reid?" called Hotch from his office as the other 3 agents looked up, "Please come to my office right now." He quickly turned around with a file in his hand.

"What's going on now?" asked Prentiss.

"I have no idea," answered Reid putting down his coffee and heading up the stairs.


"Please close the door," said Hotch as Reid nodded and did so. He took a seat and Hotch opened a file in front of him.

"Do you know a woman named Amy Reid?" he asked automatically. Reid thought about it, no aunts or cousins he knew with that name.

"No, I don't think so," he said

"She was found dead an hour ago at a house in Las Vegas. She's married to your father." Reid was shocked. His father left him when he was 12 and the last time he saw him was when he thought he murdered Riley Jenkins.

"Where's my dad?" he asked.

"Apparently out on a business trip for the last week. I tried to contact him with no luck. Can you try?"

"Yeah, I'll ask my mom too," He examined the picture of the brunette woman. A single shot in the chest in her own home, he thought. His father never mentioned him getting married again. But at the same time, he never asked.

"Are we heading to Las Vegas right now?" Reid asked.

"Yes, JJ's getting the team in the board room right now, But Reid there's one more thing," he said, "Amy and William Reid has a daughter, Macie Reid. She is the one who called 911."

A daughter, he thought, So that means she is my sister, well half-sister.

"I had no idea," he said in a confused tone trying to process it in his mind.

"Right now she's in social services waiting for her dad," Hotch added.

"I can't believe he stated this whole new life without telling me," he said shocked.

Hotch and Reid headed towards the board room while the rest of the team were already seated.

"Ok," started off JJ, "Amy Reid, killed in her home with one single gunshot in her chest. The only one to find her was her 15 year old daughter Macie,"

"Wait, Amy REID?" asked Morgan, "Related to you Reid,"

"My dad's second wife apparently." He said, Morgan looked as shocked as Reid did.

"Now the coroner confirmed the gun used was a .38 revolver, the same one used in two previous murders of Ronald Langston and Stanley West," continued JJ showing two more pictures of dead bodies.

"But the victimology is different," said Prentiss, "The only similarity would be I guess their age,"

"Not exactly, they all worked in the same business company, along with William Reid,"

Morgan looked at Reid again, who was staring at the picture of Amy Reid.

"You ok kid?" he asked.

"Yeah, just the chances of him getting married again, after what happened are like less than 15%"

"Only you would put marriage as a statistic Reid," Morgan commented.

"Anyway, time to head out," said Hotch as the team headed out the door to travel to Las Vegas.