I haven't published or updated anything in a while. It's about time I did, wouldn't you agree?
Remember, this is my first case fic ever, not my area of expertise. :P
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Swallowing a growing lump in his throat, Reid began to dial a number on his cell phone, when he finished, he placed the device next to his ear and waited for the other line to pick up. After two rings, the familiar voice of JJ was heard.
"Yeah, Reid?" She answered.
"Ah," He cleared his throat. "Did you and Rossi get much?" He asked, glancing at the side view mirror as the white fencing disappeared behind some trees
"Well, according to Ashley's father, she had a boyfriend named Adam James, Garcia looked him up and found that he has some drug violations. She also got his address."
"Adam?" Spencer said silently. That name, that one four letter name will always haunt him. That case, the murders at the hotel, Amanda...
"Spence, you there?" JJ grew a little concerned when she didn't get a response. Squeezing his eyes shut and shaking his head, The young agent sighed before saying "I'm fine." His motion briefly caught Prentiss' attention before she turned back to the road.
"Should one of us go there or..." Reid asked but trailed off, he was still trying to get some unwanted memories out of his head, at least for the time being.
"I already spoke to Hotch and Morgan, they said they would, but they need a ride over. They didn't find much at the crime scene." The blonde explained. "So, how about you and Emily? Anything helpful?"
Spencer pursed his lips, he hadn't anticipated explaining so soon, he also didn't know exactly how to either. He shot Prentiss a look, even though she wasn't hearing the conversation, she immediately caught on. Becoming very uncertain, she mouthed words that looked like they said "I don't know." Now glaring at her, he mouthed words himself that were meant to read "Thanks a lot." Exhaling quietly, he finally said to the phone; "We'll tell you when we get back to the station."
Nodding, JJ soon ended the call and pocketed her phone.
(Spencer Reid!)
If Spencer hadn't pointed out that they still needed to pick up Hotchner and Morgan, they would have completely forgotten them. Prentiss had to turn around and make her way back to the crime scene. When they arrived, neither of the two men seemed to be aware of the time as they hopped in. Aaron gave the dark haired woman the address of Adam James' place which Garcia had given them before they once again got on the road.
After arriving, Reid and Emily stayed in the car while Hotch wasn't sure if either Morgan was just desperate to talk to this guy, or if he didn't realize how many times he'd been pounding on the door. A yapping sound from the other side indicated that a small breed dog was inside, but still nobody answered. The Unit Chief finally told his agent to stop, the constant knocking was almost worse than that annoying dog's barking. It was obvious that nobody was home, no vehicles were present on the property, and the mobile home was dark. Despite the somewhat dry grass being on the tall side, the profilers could tell that somebody lived here recently, after all, it was hard to miss that yapping animal. Derek tested the handle, it was locked of course. Sighing he made his way down the steps, his boss wordlessly followed him to their SUV and seated themselves.
"Well, what now?" Morgan asked.
"We head over to the station and see if we can work with anything the others might have gotten for now." He said, receiving a nod from the younger man, Perentiss began to drive. Derek felt his stomach growl, he was getting hungry, and while Aaron would never openly admit it, he was too, and it wouldn't surprise him if the rest of the team were either. Maybe they'd stop by that Dairy Queen by the interstate and get everyone some lunch. Ice cream kind of sounded good as well, it was pretty warm outside.
Once they got everyone's orders, they eventually got to the station just as JJ and Rossi were parking their own vehicle. They entered the building and settled at the table they had been given. The agents ate their food while working the profile, unfortunately, there isn't much that hadn't already been covered.
Reid and Prentiss glanced at each other from their seats. They knew they had vital information that could help solve this case, but the hard part was explaining the source of it. The two thought for a while, coming up with excuses that just wouldn't work. Finally, if it were scientifically possible, a lightbulb would have appeared over Emily's head and turned on. Spencer noticed her change of expression before she spoke up.
"Me and Reid spoke to one of Walter's neighbors." All eyes drew onto her, a situation that would have made Spencer very uncomfortable.
"Why didn't you say something before?" Derek questioned.
"Oh, ah..." Prentiss stammered. "I nearly had forgotten."
"You had info that we desperately need, and you almost forgot it?" Morgan growled, taking Emily by surprise.
"Morgan, let it go." Hotch stepped in quickly. Derek huffed but recomposed himself when his phone rang. "Go on, Agent Prentiss."
"Okay, so this neighbor, he said he's seen Walter drag women into his house, then later on in the night, drag them out and bury them in a pasture."
"Women, as in plural, meaning he's seen this more than once. Why didn't this neighbor report it?" Dave wondered aloud.
"Guys." Derek interrupted, silencing everyone. "Garcia has something for us." He sat his phone down on the table, pressing a button. "You're on speaker now, Penelope."
"So, I managed to dig deeper on this Adam James, I found that he has three brothers, each named Tim, Anthony, and Conrad. Their current age range is 17 to 20, they all share the same last name and they all have similar criminal records including drugs and alcohol, not to mention sexual assault and theft."
By now, Sheriff Muxen and several officers had their attention drawn on the quirky woman's voice along with the profilers, listening to every word spoken through the speaker.
"The mother of these four brothers' name is Nichole James, and the father and husband is known as Walter Walker. Still doing a background check on him."
Everyone present shot up and sent looks to one another, nobody saying a word as realization sunk in. It seemed now that they may finally have their man, but solid proof was still needed. According to a 'neighbor' Prentiss and Reid spoke to, there are visible dirt patches in a pasture where Walter had apparently buried his victims.
"Walter Walker is the one?" Muxen asked? "I should have known." He shook his head. "I can't believe we didn't see it sooner."
"What matters now is that he's our prime suspect, and we even have an eyewitness and may possibly have physical evidence." Hotch said.
"He must have started leaving his victims around his property after his first two were discovered at the crime scene down the road." Rossi added. "He didn't look elsewhere for a new dump site, he chose his own home."
"I'm willing to bet Walter's wife was actually his first victim." JJ said.
"But they never found her body, did they?" Morgan asked.
"No, never did." The sheriff said. "Who knows what that man did with her."
"We need to get a warrant, then over to Walter's place, now." The BAU leader ordered.
"You heard him, go, go, go." Muxen urged his officers. The near dead station suddenly became bustling with activity. Emily and Spencer went and sat back down at the table, away from the others who were beginning to get prepared.
"Reid, we still haven't told the others yet about, you know, Cavalry?"
"I know," He sighed. "But it's not as easy as it sounds, and we both know that."
"Sooner or later, we're going to have to, and we'll need to be ready when the time comes."
"Or we could just let Cavalry show for himself."
"That could work too." She agreed.
"Yo, Emily, Pretty Boy, you guys gonna get ready or what?" Derek called out to them. The two quickly got up and headed over to where the rest of the team was standing, making plans and debates.
"Let's just hope he's up for performing in front of a crowd."
To be continued...
I hope I'm not boring you too much. :P