Chapter three has arrived! The drug name and the streets are completely fictional. In this chapter you get to see a bit of Reids mean side so read and review! As always, please excuse any and all spelling mistakes.

Old Acquaintances:

Reid and Morgan had dropped Diane off at the SPCA for a hefty fee and then went back to the station.

"Hey Baby Doll. What do you have for me." Morgan asked over the speaker phone.

"Alright, I has able to trace the email address to one Jason Miller. He works at a repair shop. Rossi and Prentiss found some paint scraped on the car but that came back negative. The blood they found there was a lot more interesting."

"How so?"

"It's a common type but I found trace elements of sedatives. I haven't gotten any hits on it yet but I can tell you one thing, this girl didn't give them to herself."

"How do you know that?"

"Woman's intuition. She had a great life, good, easy job. All her bills were paid, house was one year from being paid off. No debts, she had no reason for taking any of this."

"Alright, so the un sub slips her a sedative to weaken her so that she can't fight back."

"And she would have fraught back. She was trained for these types of situations." Reid said to Garcia.

"Hey guys, I just got a hit on the sedative. It's called a Sleeping Beauty. They're most commonly used in kidnappings but it's rare. People don't use it because it takes a long time to work but once it kicks in, that person is out cold. there's no waking them until the drug wears off."

"Thanks Baby Doll, can you give us Jasons address?" Morgan asked, "I want to go check him out."

"Sure my chocolate god, it's 46 Clarity Road."

"Thanks." Morgan said as he closed his phone and headed out of the door, Reid in tow.

Rossi and Prentiss had finished with the car, finding nothing but some paint scrapes and a few drops of blood. They were now headed to the museum where Megan worked. They pulled up in front of a big building that said; Las Vegas Natural History Museum in big black letters. The building was square and relatively unattractive. They walked inside and went to the information booth.

"I'm SSA FBI Agent Rossi and this is SSA FBI Agent Prentiss." Rossi said showing his credentials, "We need to see the curator."

"Sure." the small blond said as she picked up the phone, she pressed speed dial one and waited. "Sir, there are a couple of FBI agents here who wish to talk with you. Yes sir, I'll tell them." she hung up the phone and faced the agents. "Mr. Zemmi is relatively bus right now but if you would like to see him he is doing the tour in the Egyptian exhibition. It's just up those stairs and to you right. It had statues of Anubis in front of the door." she said pointing out where the stairs were.

"Thank you." Prentiss said as she followed Rossi up the stairs. They got to the statues of Anubis and walked in.

They spotted a stout man near a replica of King Tuts sarcoufagus.

"Mr. Zemmi?" Rossi asked. The man looked up from the group of about ten intermediate students and the flashed their credentials again. "Can we talk." the man nodded and told the kids to look around while he talked to them.

"How can I help you agents?"

"When did you last see Megan Winston?"

"Last Friday. She took off early because she wasn't feeling well, I'm doing her tour now. Is she okay?"

"Do you know anyone who would want to harm her?" Rossi asked skirting the curators question.

"No. No, she got along well with everyone. Never had a complaint. But… there was this one time."

"When?"

"About a month ago she came in real worried. She said that she had gotten a threatening email and was worried. She got over it soon though."

"Did she tell you what it said?"

"No, she just said that she thought that it was from a weird stalker who wanted to get her attention."

"I told her to report it but she wouldn't. I- Hey! Don't climb on the exhibits! I'm sorry but I really have to get back to the tour. Sorry I couldn't be of more help."

"You were a great help." Rossi said.

"We need to find out who sent that email." Rossi said as his phone rang, "Rossi. Hey Morgan did you and Reid find anything at the house?" there was a brief pause, "Alright we'll see you back at the station." he hung up the phone and turned to Prentiss, "Morgan and Reid are headed to the stalkers house. We'll meet up with Hotch and JJ at the station."

They had finished talking with the families and had come up with nothing. All of the women were good people who didn't have any enemies.

"Lets go back to the station." Hotch said, "We won't get anything more out of the families." he got into the big, black SUV and started it.

When they arrived at the station they found that Rossi and Prentiss were already there and they were filled in on what Morgan and Reid had found. They soon set to building a profile.

Morgan pulled up to an old yellow house that looked decrepit and rundown. They walked up the short step and rand the door bell. A tall, pudgy man in gray sweatpants and a stained football jersey answered the door.

"What do you want?" the man said. His gaze wandered from Morgan to Reid standing behind him. "You look familiar. Have we met before?"

"Do you know Megan Winston?" Morgan said.

"And what if I do?"

"You need to tell us when you last saw her."

"High school graduation. I know I've seen you somewhere." he said pointing at Reid.

"Did you send her this email." Reid said holding out a copy to him. He took it and read it over.

"So? What about it?"

"Did you send it to Megan?" Reid said again.

"Yeah I sent it to her. Not like I actually did anything. I sent it to her in a drunk rage then forgot about it. I always kind of liked her in high school." he said and Morgan eyed his suspiciously but he had no doubt that it was the result of drunkenness.

"Thanks for your time." Morgan said as he started down the walk.

"I remember!" he said and the agents turned to face him, "So, pipsqueak made it to the big leagues. Where's your girlfriend now?" he said letting out a laugh. "Probably ran away when she found out about the freak you really are." Reid turned and lunged at him. Morgan grabbed him just before he could punch him.

"How dare you say that! You didn't know what she was like!"

"Reid! Reid man come on." he said trying to drag the younger agent away.

"Oh! Pipsqueak's got a temper on him!" he said mockingly and Reid lunged again. Morgan dragged him to the SUV and yelled at the man to go back inside his home.

"Reid! What the hell was that?"

"Sorry Morgan." Reid said cooling of a little. "It's just, he had no right to say that!"

"I know man but you gotta stay calm. You can't let those types of things get to you!" he said lecturing the younger agent.

"Don't tell Hotch?"

"I won't, but you gotta promise me nothing like that will happen again."

"I promise." he said and they got in the car. Jason's words still rang in his head; probably ran off when she found out what a freak you really are.

She guessed that it had been a day, there really was no way to tell time in her cage. She hadn't received any more food or water since the last and she began to be thankful she had save the bread. About a quarter of it was gone and she was determined to ration the rest as long as possible. After what felt like three hours of sitting on the hard ground she began to feel tired. She laid her head down on her arms and fell asleep. She never even stirred when the door opened.

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