A/N: Thanks for all the reviews! They make me very happy! goldspy I hope you feel better soon!

Chapter 3

A breeze had picked today. He could tell by the flag gently wafting in its wake. No one knew he was here. They should have seen him but they hadn't noticed. It gave him a thrill that he could sneak through so easily. They practically begged for their fate. He was in no hurry as he sat in secret watching them through his scope. He had been here for several hours already waiting for the perfect set but it hadn't happened yet.

"Oh look at the darling FBI agents." He followed Morgan's movements in his crosshairs licking his lips and teasing the trigger. "Not yet my friend, not yet" he whispered. He grinned again shifting his attention to a tall schoolboy following Derek. He knew he was working for the FBI despite his age. It intrigued him. The boy was an anomaly to the standard. He watched the rest of them file away motionless. An hour later he let the first bullet fly.

"Reid…..Reid…up an at em Reid." Spencer groaned at the shaking. He rolled over trying to escape back into sleep pulling a pillow tighter too him but the annoyance followed.

"Give up kid, there's no escaping." Reid frowned half asleep confused and concerned suddenly hearing Derek. If that was Morgan just now then who was above him shaking him? It niggled at his fevered mind enough to look at the culprit. Silvis hovered dangerously close over his own face, her red hair a massive fuzzy beast ready to maul him. He would never live down the high pitched squeal he issued as he went flying off the bed in a heap of bedding and pillows.

"Heart of a lion this one. Where did you find the school encyclopedia anyways?" She backed off while Reid scrambled to collect his composure. His ears were flushed scarlet seeing her scrutinizing his train pajamas.

"He followed us home. Then Garcia fed him." Reid leered going nearly purple.

"It happens. It's the puppy eyes." Reid crumbled and fled into the hotel bathroom chased by the giggles.

"So what brought you here?" Morgan asked waiting for Reid to get dressed. The kid had slept through Silvis waking him first.

"Another shooting, five dead this time, it's our sniper again." The sound of retching reverberated from the bathroom making them cringe. "He gonna be okay?"

"Yeah, he'll pull through but we better keep the windows cracked and keep him in the backseat during drives." She grinned.

"Were the dead all in a row again?" Reid emerged from the bathroom disheveled and unhealthy looking but dressed.

"Yes, they were."

"Maybe we should leave you at the office today. He pressed a palm to his forehead then peeled his eye open further until Reid batted his hand away.

"I'm fine."

"You look like a fresh risen zombie." The boys looked at Silvis. "There's an E.R I know some people that work there. I can get him rushed through and on his feet again."

"Great, I've been trying to get him to one over a week now."

"I'm right here you know."

"He's been like this over a week? Why didn't you drag him into the doc sooner?"

"Those puppy eyes again, and we had a case that kept him busy."

"Well that won't work with me. It's our first stop today."

"I'm right here you know." Reid whined as they dragged him into the elevator.

"Quiet, drink this until we get you checked out." He sneered at the bottle of Peptobismol but obeyed overpowered by the growing headache and nausea.

An hour later and he was back at the local office with an offensive orange bottle of antibiotics staring at him. His only defense against it was to stare at his work. He had the maps of the crime scenes taped up to a white board. He felt like a kid in time out. The others were out in the field again. On the other hand he was exhausted by being sick and pretending he wasn't. He didn't care what these strange agents around him noticed, except maybe Silvis. He couldn't explain it but he found himself intimidated and attracted to her, like being drawn towards a deadly predator despite knowing it would eat him alive. He sat back sipping water. The puzzle mocked him. His phone rang.

"Hey Garcia, do you have some information for me?"

"No sweets, just checking in on you. I've been hearing things. You drinking your water and taking those pills?" Reid groaned.

"I'm fine Garcia. I'm drinking my water, taking my pills like a good little boy." He sulked.

"That's good. Now tell me the juicy bits. Tell me about this woman I've been hearing about." He could practically hear her bracing for the gossip.

"It's nothing. They've got an agent that had an unexpected response to one of my facts"

"Unexpected as in pinned you to a desk with a big smackaroo?" she giggled.

"It was Morgan that told you, wasn't it? You don't need to go digging for more details. They're making it sound like more than it was."

"Are you kidding? I don't need their reports anymore. I've got the footage!" Reid pressed his face into his palm. "Talk to me kiddo. You like her?"

"You're not going to let this go are you?"

"No sir baby cakes, so spill."

"Fine, between me and you, yes. There's something about her that I find attractive."

"Well good for you! She looks pretty, and like a handful. That's what you like isn't it? Yeah I can see it. You like that she's a spitfire don't you?" Reid stood and drew the crime scenes with the body markers onto transparencies and overlapped them into one sheet.

"It is nice that she's so different from me. There is some scientific proof that people are attracted to their genetic opposites to assure best possible offspring."

"Easy there lover boy, you're not making babies yet. Wait, are you making babies?"

"Of course." Reid murmured.

"You are making babies? Already? Reid!"

""Wait! What? No!"

"Good, don't go making babies until you know her better. Trust me, a woman like that can be a lot of fun, and I mean a lot of fun, but it can be a lot of trouble if you're not careful." Reid stood back and suddenly it all clicked together.

"That's it."

"You bet that's it. I am the goddess of wisdom!"

"No, no, it's not that. The pattern of the kills, I figured it out."

"What is it?"

"The killer, his kills are all chess moves. The killer is playing chess, specifically the sniper's the rook."