Guilty or innocence?
Chapter 2
He had 20 minutes to get to the FBI offices, he had run to the kitchen for water because he was so thirsty as he'd never been. The room was still spinning… without doubts, it was the first time that he doesn't remember almost anything about what had happened last night. Maybe was because he wasn't used to do it, he thought getting into the shower to clear himself a little bit. It was a completely new sensation, he felt how the cold drops from the shower were splashing on his face clearing it. He didn't know how but he felt that he had done something wrong… something that wasn't just like him. Susan's green eyes were after him yet. What happened with him last night? How did he come back to his apartment? He felt lost for first time in his life. With those doubts he got out from the shower to go to his closet to look for something decent. The good new was at least the room had stopped to spin and he could walk normally.
Missing 12 minutes for the period has elapsed, he knew that only took 15 minutes to get office by taxi. If he just could find his wallet. He thought that might be was in his backpack but it wasn't. His wallet and his badge didn't appear. He couldn't have so such bad luck, could he? He started to look up with awkwardness into his pants from last night finding 50$ and several coins of quarters and pennies they should be enough for a taxi. When he come back will have more time to look with calm… but definitely was some worrying don't know where his documents and his badge were.
He told the driver the address and departed quickly shortened time just 9 minutes ... he felt anxious as never before felt. Suddenly a memory came to him in a flash.
Susan's eyes watched him with interest. He just felt the swaying music echo in the distance. She spoke to him and smiled, he responded. He didn't know exactly where they were or they were talking about. He just felt that new and unfamiliar feeling that guided him gently to a clear perdition. She had taken his tie and dragged him toward some open space, even remembered the cold and rain that refused to subside. Without thinking, she had kissed him ... and so far lasting memories.
In the present he touched his lips at the same time that the driver told him he had just arrived, he was disbelief at his mind had shown him.
-"Are $ 20 until here" -said the driver showing the meter –"hey, young man"-said calling his attention. Reid looked at him like he was talking to a ghost, paler than normal. What the hell had done the night before?
It lasted almost one minute explaining to security that he had forgotten his documents and would never be repeated. The man who kept the door immediately recognized him and let him pass as an exception.
-"He's Dr. Spencer Reid works at BAU"-said the guard –"let him go"
The guard answered the order and placed the number of floor in the elevator, it was empty ... the administrative areas weren't working on Saturday and there were few people. But they weren't as profilers schedules of entries and exits.
The rise was eternal, he had never been late when Hotchner called him, he always was one of the first to be present to not miss any details of the case but clearly what had happened in his life the last hours was an exceptional case. He had seen repeated missed calls from JJ and each team member from 10am.
He came to the meeting room where he could listen to talk to others. When he opened the door Rossi was talking
-"Is the police treating him as suspicious?"
-"Who is trying the police as a suspicious?"-Reid asked suddenly
He didn't know it was but felt the eyes of all his companions over him as if he were part of another team. JJ was leading off next to Aaron Hotchner, her arms crossed and with a clearly worried look. Alex and Rossi were closer to the door. Derek Morgan was with Penelope Garcia, the latter looked like she was seeing someone else
-" Wh… What's wrong?"- asked supposed there was something on his face that betray the hangover that he had, or that it still because his head hadn't failed to explode. It was when he saw the look of Penelope at the screen behind JJ.
It couldn't be possible… That was his wallet? The pictures was really him? Her almond eyes stared at him from the screen, the FBI identification code, but was strange because it was always with his badge. Someone had changed the location of his documents.
–"I… I had been looking it… ho… how it got there?"
-"That we want to know, Spencer"-said Aaron Hotchner –"It'll be better if you sit down"
Reid sit down next to Rossi putting his backpack on the table.
-"Spence"-JJ talked as he was a little child –"We need to know where you were last night when you went out from here"-said while she got closer with a maternal air instantly recognizable. Spencer knew that despite carrying 10 years working together, he remained the youngest of the group and therefore treated him like a child sometimes repeated. No matter how many doctorates have, would remain the genius child that everybody loved.
He felt nervous. How was he going to explain to others that remembered fragments of the previous night when he could supposedly remember everything that had happened since he was conscience?
-"I... "-he began swallowing -"I don't remember well"
-"Don't you remember well?" -asked his friend Derek approaching. After JJ, he was the closest person to him -"Come on, pretty boy ... don't joke us. You can remember absolutely everything"
Reid buried his head, wanted to disappear -"I want to know how my wallet got to that sheet"
-"Agree"-Hotchner said as serious as ever -"JJ explain him"
Jennifer sighed back to where he was -"Cameron Espinoza, 28, worked as a bartender at a local bar" said reverting to the previous film -"died by strangulation, was reported missing by her employer three days ago. Since there isn't reported to work"- She brushed another picture -"She was found at 7:00 am this morning in a drain 10 kilometers from here"
-"What bar are we talking about?"-Asked Spencer interrupting JJ -"those marks on her wrists and.. pantyhose ... looks like the modus operandi of BKT"
-"Exactly"-said Rossi -"as Mason is here since yesterday I doubt whether his victim"
-"Another copycat?"- Asked the genius forgetting his wallet
Suddenly the phone rang Hotchner calling the attention of all -"the coroner has confirmed the time of death, figure between 3:00 am and 4:00 a.m."
-"Or had an accomplice"- said Blake - "in the confession of Mason indicates that working alone, but suddenly is not true"
-"Profile doesn't fit" said Reid -"so I was checking it late last night was too easy to find Mason... the profile of this unknown is a meticulous person and leaves no evidence except the bodies. Garreth Mason doesn't fit"
-"Spencer"-said JJ supporting both hands on the table -"We need to know why your personal documents appeared beside the body of the victim"
-"Dr. Reid stays out of the case"- said a voice from the doorway calling everyone's attention.
Mateo Cruz joined steadily, surprising everyone except for JJ who looked worried from the screen.
-"Show me the high command to withdraw Dr. Reid research until clear why the documents of a federal agent at the scene of a crime that was apparently resolved. We've avoided that part of the story not be published in the media, it would be a complete chaos"
-"Sir, I can't withdraw the case... I... "-apologized Reid
-"Sorry"- said Mateo
-"He's right"-which supported Aaron -"You can't go getting involved until we know what exactly happened yesterday"
-"Is more"- Mateo said -"I'll ask you to escort Dr. Reid to the interrogation room"
JJ turned to look at him reproachfully and Hotch couldn't contradict him because he knew he was right. They had already been classified him as suspicious, was normal carry him to question. It was in the procedure.
Spencer's face paled more than usual. Could it be that all this was happening as if it were not enough last night.
-"You can't do that!"- Penelope protest –"Spence is not a criminal"
-"Orders Miss Garcia"- said Matthew - "if you don't do it, I'll have to ask security personal to do so"
Derek was the one who approached his friend -"I really don't want to do this, you know"- said Derek -"you know that we will endeavor to get you out of this right?"
-"Morgan and Rossi, stay to interrogate Reid and Mason"- said Aaron -"JJ and I will visit the coroner, suddenly there is something relevant. Blake can go to visit the home of the victim? García give them the necessary data. It would be good if you go with an escort. We will meet here as fast as we can"
Spencer nodded tried to process the information they were receiving. He is mechanically lifted and allowed Derek along with Rossi escort him to the interrogation room.
-"There is more Aaron"- Cruz said when the team had disappeared from the room. Only stayed JJ and Aaron -"This message was sent to the police station jurisdiction in the area"- said showing his cell, the image showed was a message made with pieces of old newspapers saying:
U K W-HO-NOW I A.M. MA. realease VICTIM TO-U MAK-E-A-MIS-TAKE
B-T-K
-"You know who I am, release the victim. Maybe you made a mistake"-read Aaron -"signs as BTK"
-"Who is the victim?" - Asked JJ
-"Maybe you made a mistake, you can refer to Mason. This unsub knows about this case"-concluded Aaron -"Where can we get the message?"
-"Is in the police station in the jurisdiction where they found the body of the victim"
-"How did it get here?"
-"Mail Postcard"
-"Mail?" - JJ said
-"Hardly anyone uses mail except for parcels? FedEx? "- Asked Aaron -"Not only that"- he said thoughtfully-"it takes at least a couple of days depending from where it was sent and the victim was murdered in the morning. He knew he was going to kill her"
-"Suddenly it was the day he was abducted"-said the blonde -"that might be a clue"
-"Was not sent by FEDEX"-said Cruz -"carries stamps, is an envelope with a smiling face"-said showing him the next picture -"not think it's stupid to send an agency knowing that now everything is digitized and has a respective code "
-"Didn't you say came as a mail?"- Asked Aaron
-"Yes, but was delivered by a young man. The receptionist indicated that indicated he had been sent by a special agent of the FBI. He showed a copy of your identification. I think we know who he is"
-"Spencer Reid"
Cruz nodded and JJ looked worried ... what exactly had happened?
-"Where is the guy now?"
-"He disappeared. He left a false name in document delivery"-explained Cruz
-"Would be good if we were to look at the police station so we could bring the evidence. Reid's wallet is also there right? Additionally security cameras can serve as something to recognize the messenger"
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She had Reid's badge in her hands, had been a long and exhausting but great weekend night ... and had received a good "tip". She opened the shutters of her room while entered after a refreshing bath foams. She had wrapped her body with a dark silk robe and hair still wet in a white towel. The light gradually entered, not long sun thanks to the winter was approaching. She quickly typed the number into speed dial.
-"Hi Mandy"-Susan Rouge greeted settling into one of the chairs in the room
-"Hey Su" -she heard the other side of the line -"What about last night? Just getting you wake up?"
-"Yes, it was tiring, you know..."- said the girl with dark hair -"well, it was interesting"
-"I-I guess"- said her friend in a whisper -"I saw you very entertaining with a young man in the bar... something happened between both of you?"
Susan laughed softly - "It's none of your business ... is an FBI agent, you know?"
-"Ah... I wonder his face made me known... a few weeks ago was with another agent interrogating the owner right?"- Asked the voice -"although I liked the other one"
-"Happily have different tastes"-she smiled -"His name is Spencer Reid"
-"Do you think you can arrange an appointment to meet his friend?"- Asked interested Mandy -"if it is not too much to ask..."
-"I don't know, well I doubt see him again"-said Susan drawing from his drawer driver's license Spencer - "do you know that he's 34 years old? He doesn't seem right? He looks like a child... but ... if you knew... how passionate he is"
Mandy laughed -"there are awful ... there is a saying out there that serious guys are truly the most passionate. Oh don't tell me you did it again"
-"Well, I couldn't contain"-she said -"I think the old habits are hard to change"
-"Susan Rouge! He's an FBI agent, you might get in trouble! You're playing with fire, girl"-said Mandy
-"Believe me yesterday with the just I could remember her name and ..."-Susan said rolling her eyes –"don't say anything. I got rid of his documents... almost everyone stayed with his badge and his driver's license"
-"Agree, agree"-she said-"but you know ... agg ... You…"
-"Mandy?"- Susan asked, suddenly heard a hollow as if his friend had dropped the phone and this had crashed to the floor beat –"Mandy ! Are you there? What ?!"
There were several steps and a final blow as if something heavy had fallen by the phone. Susan was silent on the line. It was when a chilling voice spoke.
-"Do not worry, you will touch you"-he said while cutting the call
The pulsating sound of the call was cut off in her mind. She couldn't believe it... Mandy, the subject ... what .. what the hell was that? She knew he couldn't tell the police ... What should she do? What should she do?
Reid sat with his hands on the table in the interrogation room lacing his fingers like a basket. Thinking of a way out. That place was colder than usual. He had been there a thousand times as a researcher but never had sat on the bench of the suspects. Derek Morgan looked at him without saying anything. He had spent almost half an hour since they'd arrived. David was in the other room talking to Mason interrogations, apparently Hotch had sent a message that he was unaware.
-"Spencer"-Derek finally spoke. She watched him with a blank stare almost without recognition. Turned the camera off permanently recorded –"talk to me. We are friends. You can tell me anything you want"
-"Derek"-said Spencer –"Yesterday, I met someone"
-"Did you meet anyone?"- Said his friend coming over to the table –"Who?"
-"You remember when we started to investigate the case of copycat of BTK, we know that victims are employees of bars or nightclubs"-said the young man calmly as possible trying to organize their ideas –"there is a bar a few blocks from here, was the second visit. There was a girl"
-"A girl?"-Became interested Morgan –"Which of all? If it is where you are telling me, I remember that there were two girls at the bar and a boy, the owner and several employees of administration and events. We care about the owner"
-"Yes, Susan Rouge. I think yesterday ... I did something very bad"-he said trying to find the right words without it –"I think ... I was unfaithful to Maeve"
Ok. Now Derek Morgan was confused –"Why ... why do you say that? What was it that happened? Spencer, Maeve died, we know ..."-He swallowed it knowing that the issue of past love Reid was virtually taboo in the BAU –"What about Susan Rouge?"
-"Suddenly is an alias, I don't know. I don't know if what I felt yesterday was curious or strange desire"-continued –"that day gave me a place card with a phone number, it should be"
-"And… you contacted her"
-"Yesterday, I went to the bar looking for her"-he admitted –"I was nervous, something in her eyes caught my attention. It is very different sentiment that I felt for Maeve. She attracts me…"
Morgan raised an eyebrow. It was like listening to a teenager comment that he began to like girls. Clearly thanks to the talents of Reid was likely he skipped several steps related to adolescence as a love college or high school. His first 'serious relationship' was with Maeve, the girl who died in front of his eyes and he could never touch her once –"What was what happened in the bar, Spencer?"
Spencer closed his eyes – "there were many people in the queue ... there would be a special event. As needed an invitation, so I was ready to leave when she appeared and made me go"-recounted together little by little –"I sat at the bar and she began to say that's was my first hangout, offered me a beer, she asked me if I had a girlfriend or wife"
-"Clearly she was eyeing on you"-said Derek settling into the chair
Spencer shrugged – "the last thing I remember was consciously offered me a drink with pisco... was pretty strong... hence I remember nothing more than fragments"
-"Well, pisco is a stiff drink and like you're not ... used is natural that significantly affect you"-said his friend –"rightly, this morning I heard you like having a hangover. Are you sure that she didn't put anything in drinking? "
-"She uncorked two bottles in front of me"
-"That's means nothing"-he murmured as he opened his cell phone –"babygirl, I need your help, get me all possible information Susan Rouge is a bartender at a local bar"
-"Derek, I kissed her"
-"Huh?"- He asked even in line with Penelope, he could hear her saying 'What did he say? I heard in somewhere kiss' –"give me a second baby. Are you sure, Spencer?"
Reid nodded –"It's one of the fragments I remember. I don't know how I got to my room today, Derek"
According as his friend was relating what had apparently had an "adventure" with a bartender the previous night.
-"I can't find any Susan Rouge, honey"-said Penelope –"only the list of employees of the bar maybe is a nickname, isn't it? Bartenders and some dancers use nicknames, alias said the blonde girl –"I'll see what I can find"
-"Wait García"-said Reid –"I… I remember the phone number"
-"Give it to me, baby... I'll do magic"
Spencer dictated the number to her, while Penelope typed from her super computer –"is a disposable cell ... I pointed at a standstill. As I thought this is not registered to anyone ... Damn ... well I work with what I'll do a comparison with all Susan suddenly there is some overlap maybe her real name"
-"Okay, babygirl. We keep you informed. I'll go to the bar to see what I find out"
-"Oki doki"-said cutting the call
-"Did you find something useful?"- Asked Rossi entering the interrogation room –"Cruz has asked that we keep isolated Reid. I disagree, but it seems that the heads are really upset with your documents on the scene and with this…"
U K W-HO-NOW I A.M. MA. realease VICTIM TO-U MAK-E-A-MIS-TAKE
B-T-K
-"We have a name"-said Derek
-"You can't isolate me"-protested Spencer –"I have to find Susan ... I doubt that she's involved in this case but..."
-"Who is Susan?"
-"The bartender that Spencer met last night"-Derek said with a sly smile
-"You know who I am release the victim maybe you made a mistake"-Spencer read -"original BTK sent several messages to the police of that time when he committed murder. It was a way of mocking the law because he wasn't caught"
-"We need Reid to resolve this case"
-"I know, Hotchner is already underway with JJ"-said Rossi –"Blake spoke to the sister of the victim"
-"Did Mason say anything?"
-"Nothing new, he was working alone. But I fear that he's lying because when I showed him the message just smiled and said something like 'suddenly the real BTK murderer that girl'"
Derek sighed –"Do you want me to get you anything, Spencer?"
-"Where are my things?"- Asked remembering that he had left his backpack in the meeting room – "Can I let out?"
-"I fear, you can't my friend"-said Rossi –"JJ have your backpack and the rest of your things, Cruz wants to investigate your phone"
Spencer rolled his eyes. He needed to get out and find Susan with or without the help of his team, she was the only one who knew exactly who had spent the night with him and maybe how his documents got to the scene of a crime. He touched his lips remembering the kiss he had answered ... he liked. He knew she wasn't a criminal, was she? He wanted to believe she wasn't involved in that murder. He had to think rationally and…
Get out as soon as possible from that place.
JJ got out of the van followed by Aaron, they had just arrived from the station and after talking to the officers, reviewing security tapes and retrieve Spencer's wallet had nothing more than a case reopened, the smartest member of your group isolated and a video of a young man with hat and wide jacket got in and out of the station ah... and a corpse in the morgue, of course.
Suddenly, Spencer's cellphone began to vibrate in her hand. She couldn't leave it with Penelope to track his latest contacts but it looked clean. It seemed. She looked at the screen the word "unknown"
-"Hello?"- Asked the blonde as she called Hotchner to come closer
-"..."
-"Who is it?"
-"I need to talk to Spencer Reid"
It was the voice of a woman ... JJ noticed immediately that she was shaking –"Who are you?"
She cut the call.
-"It was a woman, wondering for Spencer"-JJ said, looking at Hotchner –"I didn't recognize her voice. It sounded strange as if she was afraid of something"
-"You have to let that phone to Garcia to see if she can track the unknown call"
JJ nodded just as the elevator doors opened. They saw a David Rossi out from offices practically running to give the meeting in the elevator door.
-"What happened?"-Asked Aaron seeing the look on his partner
-"Is Reid ... he's gone"-said gasping –"I alerted security, it was only a second that Morgan and me distracted us"
Hotch and JJ looked unable to understand what it was that was happening.
Lime's final notes: Well, I know that I really delayed to translate this chapter… so late that I already finished it in Spanish. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I promise to translate faster the next one. I don't know if you can understand everything or I have mistakes. Well, about the fanfic it looks like that Spencer doesn't remember anything about last night, just flashbacks connected him to Susan. Why did he run away from FBI's offices? Where did he go? I guess his team and you are more confused. Is Susan involved to the crime? What will happen if she is? And Susan's friend, Mandy? Is she was killed or what? You are going to know the next chapter. Thanks for reading! Read you soon.