A/N: I'm so sorry I have never updated this. Tbh I lost it for like 2 years, and just now found it again. Reading through, i realize just how badly written it is, but i dont really wanna change anything. plus, i think its kinda funny (the terribleness of me forever ago that is). So, lucky for you, (or not) this story isn't changing any from how it was originally going. Enjoy...?
A/N 2: Revised on 9/19/14 for spelling errors
Reid went over to the computer. One new message.
"Hey Reid. Working on a case even on vacation? OK, well I wasn't able to get ANYTHING on Alex Gray. Besides the few usuals on his business, and drivers license. It's like he has no life. Sorry. Justin Pentel is just your usual average guy. Married, children, job at the bank. Nothing there. Although, I did find something interesting on Zach Garza. His dad, who lives in Chicago? He supplies him with like $5,000 a week. Not all the times, but at least $10,000 a month. Talk about fatherly support. See you Friday! Be careful! ~ Penelope Garcia"
I don't think she knows they're dead. Let's keep it that way for now, Reid thought.
Well, that didn't do much to help. Just that they all have good money. But the UnSub didn't steal anything. Just killed. Or tried to.
Reid looked up at the clock. 5:30 pm. Looks like it's all up to tomorrow.
"Dr. Reid!" Detective Gibson came rushing into the room. "Gideon was just almost killed again! I mean, you were right. He tried to inject him when he was asleep. But he woke up, saw him, and the guy freaked freaked and ran again. The thing is when we looked at the camera, it didn't show he ever entered the room. Or when he fled out. We think he edited the tapes before we got to them."
"Wait... What? How did he get past the guard?" Reid asked.
"He dressed as a doctor. We know now that he isn't. The guard described him, Gideon confirmed it, so we then told the many nurses and staff, and no one had seen him" he explained.
"Were you able to track him at all?" Reid future questioned.
"No. He appeared, then disappeared." Gibson said.
"Is Gideon alright?" Reid said, a bit worried.
"Yes. He never actually injected him." he said.
"That's good." Reid replied.
"What do you think we should do now? the detective asked.
"You've done all you can for now. I''m going to go visit Gideon. There's nothing we can do now. This is a very... strange case, for sure. No evidence, no leads. Everything is going to matter tomorrow. I'm going to go over everything again and try to predict where he will strike tomorrow. Can you have extra patrols near the houses and on the street?" Reid said.
"Yes. Meet at the station by 10 in the morning so you can tell us where to look." Gibson said.
"I will. Hopefully it will keep someone from being the next victim and we can catch this guy." said Reid.
"Oh, and Dr. Reid?" he said.
"Yes?" Reid said.
"Thank you. For everything." Gibson said.
"No problem. I'm just trying to help a friend. Well that and doing my job." he replied.
After that Reid went back to the hospital. He had to show credentials to the guard, but was quickly let in.
"Hey, look who came around." Gideon said.
"Hi. How are you? I heard what happened. Not till about 20 minutes ago though. " Reid told him.
"Oh, good... Well, as good as I can be, I guess." Gideon said.
"Well, I gotta go back to the hotel. I'm going to try and figure who would be the most vulnerable to be attacked tomorrow. Hopefully we can catch this guy." Reid said.
"OK well thanks for stopping by." Gideon said.
"No problem. And I'll see you tomorrow, after we get this guy. He's really starting to get on my nerves." said Reid as he left.
"OK," Reid said, passing out a list the next morning at the the police station. "These are houses you need to especially look after. The work habits and other things make them most vulnerable. Although they are, don't just watch them. Make sure you keep a tight watch on all. This might be our only real chance to get this guy."
"And if you see something suspicious, let me or Dr. Reid know. Don't take action unless you have to." Detective Gibson added.
At that they all went over to Gideon's neighborhood. Reid got a ride with Gibson.
Two hours later everyone was getting impatient. Suddenly, there was a call on the radio.
"Detective Gibson! Someone dressed in all black with a ski mask just ran from 1185 Star Street to the woods!"
"That's just down the street!" Reid said.
When they got there, the other police officers were pulling up.
"What do we do?" one of the officers asked Gibson.
"Pair up! We need to get this guy!" he replied, running towards the woods, signaling Reid.
Although he couldn't see Gibson, Reid knew he was just ahead of him, getting a little head start.
Reid was running when he thought he saw someone to his left. He stopped, but Gibson was still running ahead. He went over to investigate what he saw.
"Gibson! I think I got something!" Reid yelled.
But he didn't time to see if Gibson had come. The "someone he saw" was the UnSub, without his mask, who did what he had to when someone saw without his mask. Get rid of him.
Reid barely got a glimpse at the man before he heard a LOUD boom, and an extreme pain in his shoulder that sent him flying backwards on the ground, knocking him unconscious.
"Reid! Where are you?" Gibson, going to where he had heard him call, and the sound of a gun going off, said. He couldn't fin him anywhere. That's when he noticed the blood. It wasn't a lot, but did make a little trail along with drag marks.
Please tell me I'm going to find Reid at the end here with this guy shot to a million pieces, he thought.
What he found at the end surprised him. Because what he found was nothing. All of a sudden it had stopped, like whoever was being dragged had been lifted onto something. Gibson looked up, further after the blood, and saw two fresh tire marks, leading to the road.
Oh boy, he thought.
"Bass! Cuellar!" Gibson called to two officers, at the house. "Set up road blocks for 20 miles!"
"Did he get away?" Bass asked, while Cuellar made the phone call.
"Yeah," the detective replied. "And he has Dr. Reid."
A/N: BuM BUM BUM. Apparently I used to be big on cliff hangers. I promise I won't make it a two year long cliff hanger this time. Like I said, it really sucks but I don't wanna change it. Something about nostalgia. I made this in like my seventh grade year (I'm in 10th now) and only been watching the show for a couple months so it's probably pretty OOC. Anyway, enough of this. PLEASE REVIEW it helps me so much
