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The BAU team made their way back to the San Diego Police Station at seven in the morning. They were all determined to get a lead by the end of the day. This particular case was extremely time sensitive, and they knew that soon their UnSub would make a move. Another woman would go missing soon, whether that woman is his original target or just another surrogate, they didn't know.

They all sat down and talked through the interviews that they would conduct with the families of the victims. They knew there wasn't much point in asking if they knew who took them, judging by the previous interviews, no one had a clue. Their main focus was to profile the victims, figure out who they were before they died, and use that to identify both their mystery woman, and their UnSub.

When it was almost time for their first interview, Reid quickly went to the break room, in hopes of getting one last fix of coffee. He didn't know for sure when the next time he could get a cup would be. Reid pulled out a mug from the top cabinet and quickly poured the already made coffee into his cup, tearing open and pouring in five sachets of sugar before he dared even taste his coffee. After his first sip, he had to pull a grimace. That was truly one terrible pot of coffee.

Another person entered the break room. Reid only briefly glanced their way, noticing a woman with brunette hair working around the room like she grew up there, before he turned back to his coffee, adding yet another sachet of sugar. As he turned back around, the woman accidently bumped into the young genius, knocking the sachet out of his hand.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," the woman said. Reid turned to see none other than Leia Pascale standing before him. "Hey!" she exclaimed when she noticed who he was. "You're one of the FBI guys!"

"Yeah, uh… Spencer Reid," the doctor introduced himself.

"Well, it's a pleasure, Spencer." She smiled and turned back to her pot of coffee. Reid stared at her for a moment, wondering why she was making a new pot when there was still a freshly – albeit, disgusting – pot of coffee already there.

"Can I ask you a question?" Reid asked. Leia turned back to him, smiled and nodded. "What are you doing here this early? Don't you have work?"

Leia laughed out loud before answering, "Of course I do. I usually just stop by the station and get a cup of coffee before getting a bus to work."

"You stop by the station before going to work?" Leia nodded. "Every day?" she nodded again. "Why?"

"My brothers," She answered sadly. She looked contemplatively at the counter before turning back at Reid. "When I was sixteen, my dad and I got into this huge, stupid fight. That day, he was shot in the field. It was touch and go for a while, and they said to expect the worst. By some miracle, he survived, and I got to apologise a million times. But I think about that every day. If he died that day, the last thing I would have told him was that I hated him. So now, I make sure they know how much they mean to me."

Leia paused and looked back at her pot of coffee. "I'm sorry, I don't know why I just told you all that," she said embarrassed.

"You're worried about your brothers, which is understandable considering your history and the professions of your family. You've obviously been keeping all of this bottled up, which isn't good for you. Not only could that harm relationships, it could be damaging for you, psychologically and physically.

"Studies have found that people who don't regularly express themselves are more likely to act out aggressively. Other studies show that there is a significant link between emotional suppression and mortalitly; people who were found to regularly suppress everything were thirty five percent more likely to die younger. This could be either because they use things like smoking or, uh, junk food as an outlet, or because the stress of keeping everything bottle up caused diseases and heart complications to arise."

Reid finally took in Leia's expression as she stood across from him. She didn't seem annoyed, like Morgan or Emily usually did, but she did seem shocked.

"Sorry, I, uh… I tend to ramble," Reid finished.

"Don't worry about it," Leia said with a smile and she turned back to her now freshly made pot of coffee.

"Why have made an extra pot of coffee?" Reid finally asked.

"Because that pot is made by chief Vick."

"And?"

"And Chief Vick couldn't make a good pot of coffee if his life depended on it."

Reid laughed before staring at his own mug full of the terrible liquid that the station dared to pass off as coffee. Leia followed his line of sight and noticed his full mug. She smiled and grabbed the mug out of his hand.

"Hey – "

Reid's protest did nothing as she took his mug and poured the contents down the sink. The young genius stared in shock as his last source of caffeine went down the drain, not quite sure how to respond to her actions. Leia then grabbed her freshly made pot of coffee and poured it in Reid's cup before handing it back to him.

"There, try that," she said proudly.

"I, uh…" Reid hesitate before putting down his cup and grabbing the sugar again. He started ripping open each sachet of sugar and poured it into his coffee.

"Wow," Leia muttered, the smile clear in her voice. "Would you like some coffee with that sugar?"

Reid smiled at the joke, only too accustomed to the jokes regarding his sweet tooth, before taking a sip of his coffee. The young genius only nodded in approval before thirstily drinking the coffee, ignoring the scalding of the coffee as it hit his tongue and burnt its way down his throat.

"Told you it was good," Leia laughed.

"Hey, Pretty Boy," a new voice called out. Leia and Reid turned towards the entrance to see Derek Morgan and the rest of the team behind him. "I hate to break this up, but we're leaving now to interview the families."

"Oh, yeah, of course," Reid put his coffee cup in the sink and turned to Leia. "Thanks for the coffee," he said with a small smile.

"No problem. See ya, Spencer."

With that, Reid left the break room and followed his team towards the car. Hotch and Rossi exchanged a look, but said nothing about Reid or Leia. Morgan, Emily and JJ stared at their young genius, a big smile on both of their faces. Reid simply tried to stay as small and quiet as possible. He knew it would be a long time before his team let him forget about this. The whole situation was Lila Archer all over again, except this time, it really was just in their heads.