Chapter 4

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Reid and Emily arrived at the hospital.

"Hey, I'm Agent Prentiss, and this is Dr Reid – we're from the FBI"

The hospital secretary sounded surprised, "The FBI? Why?"

Prentiss put on her patient voice, "Yes, we'd like to talk with Rose-Alicia Johnston please? We're on a private investigation."

"Oh... ok, well... right this way." The skinny, blonde receptionist led them through some double-doors without windows, and down a very bright, white corridor, and Emily could have sworn that she saw Reid flinch.

"Just through here... I won't go with you..." The young nurse hurried off.

Emily gave Reid a funny look, "Why is she so nervous do you think?"

"Maybe she's squeamish?" Suggested Reid vaguely.

"I don't know... I think it's more than that. Well, only one way to find out." She pushed open the door to ward number 23, and walked purposefully across to the blue-patterned curtains which surrounded Rose's bed. Reid followed more hesitantly.

"Rose-Alicia? My name is Emily Prentiss, I'm with the FBI. Do you mind if I open these?"

Reid stood quietly, and then whispered, "Perhaps I should go outside? She might respond better of it's just you."

"Good idea," Emily replied.

As Reid made his way quietly back outside, Emily spoke again, "Rose-Alicia? Can I come in and talk to you?"

No response. "Er, Rose? Can I?" Emily was becoming both intrigued and impatient.

"Ok..." Came a muffled voice, which sounded like it was under the covers.

Emily pushed back the curtains, and positively gasped when she saw who was there. She knew she recognised her. She was some relation of Reid's... but she couldn't think who... perhaps a distant cousin? Maybe that was why Reid had been acting so strange on the journey over, practically figuring out the case in the car, in the space of 5 minutes. He had the whole thing sussed out.

"Hey, Rose." She was determined to keep her cool – she needed some form of evidence, otherwise she would be trying to work against Reid. "Would you mind if I asked you a few questions?"

"Sure... You're in the BAU aren't you?"

"Yes..." Emily replied slowly, "I am."

"So... you're going to try to analyse what I say."

"I'm going to try to use it to form a profile, which is like a theory to – "

"To help you find who the Un-Sub is. I know." Prentiss was quite surprised. The only time she had seen Rose-Alicia – or even heard Reid mention her before - was at Reid's, "10 years at the BAU celebration"... she had been invited then, but even then she had only seen them talk briefly.

"Did Reid tell you a lot about the BAU?" Prentiss asked tentatively.

"No, but since his mum's sister is my mum, I read a lot of the letters he sends to Diana."

"Oh... So you know all about the 'memory-recall' exercises?"

"Yeah, I do, but why would you want to do one on me?"

Emily smiled slightly, "I never said I did... why would you think I would want to do one with you?"

"I don't know, it just sounded like that was where you were headed with that question... Spencer is here, isn't he?"

"Yes, he is." Emily wondered whether Reid had left because he didn't want to talk with Rose-Alicia.

"You only allowed me to open these curtains after you had heard Reid leave."

"So?" Rose sounded indignant. "Maybe I didn't want to talk to him?"

"But why wouldn't you? I mean he's what... your cousin?"

"That doesn't mean I want to talk to him."

"Maybe that is why you don't want to talk to him...?"

Rose didn't reply.

"Rose...why are you here? With your head split open?"

Again, Rose didn't reply – she just stared at the ceiling.

"Will I go and get Reid– I mean, Spencer?"

"No!" Rose's sudden outburst made Emily jump, and she instantly regretted it. She knew not to anger Rose-Alicia – she was in a schizophrenic break, and it would be extremely stupid to anger her.

"Rose, I'm sorry..."

"No!" Rose screamed again, "No! No! NO!"

"Ok, Ok, Rose... just calm down ok? Rose? Look at me. Look at me. Good" Emily did her best to stay calm and composed, as she re-gained control over the situation.

Meanwhile, outside, Reid was sitting on one of the chairs outside the ward. He had his head in his hands, trying to block out the harsh light in the corridor. His head was throbbing, and he couldn't focus. He tried isolate his mind from his head, and found himself in a semi-conscious state, but he found he could focus better. He thought about Rose-Alicia, and how he was sure that Emily would recognise her. He had known all along, ever since Garcia had mentioned Dean. Dean had always been Rose's idol, he was her step-father, and had been killed in a motor-cycle accident.

She hadn't seen him much though, because her mother was a Paranoid Schizophrenic who had been hospitalized, so Rose lived with her biological father, along with her younger sister, Stephenie. It only made sense that she wanted revenge on her sister, and that Dean would be her motivator.

Rose's father had been extremely abusive, since he felt that Rose was a burden – he knew about her mental state, as the schizophrenia had taken effect very early on in Rose's life. He was ashamed of what had happened to her, and denied it to everyone, and never allowed her to visit a doctor for fear of her condition being revealed.

Dean, however, had been much more supportive towards Rose, and she had been very happy living with him before her mother was hospitalised. Reid knew that the reason Rose was suddenly acting out was that Dean had been recently killed when his cruise-ship sank only 5 months ago.

He also knew that Rose-Alicia would not want to talk to him. She was jealous that he had been able to make a successful career, with his memory, all but avoiding schizophrenia... so far, whereas Rose had been suffering from it since the age of 12 years. Also, he could understand Rose's anger – almost every close relative she had was either dead or hospitalised, and she was, as Garcia said, only 16.

Emily came through the door suddenly, positively scaring the life out of him, "Whoa!"

"Oh... I'm sorry, Reid" Emily sounded concerned.

"Oh, it's ok..." Reid was a little shaken – his headache was taking over again, "How did it go?" He asked warily, prepared for Emily's anger.

Instead, Emily leant down and hugged him tightly.

Reid was utterly baffled, "Emily... what?"

"Reid... why didn't you tell us you knew the un-sub?"

"I...didn't think it was relevant" Reid searched frantically for a valid reason in his rather fuzzy mind. "I knew she wouldn't want to talk to me... she hates me."

"But don't you understand? You practically solved this case in the car... you would be our best chance of cracking this case! Didn't you think that was relevant?"

Reid knew she would have been angry soon, and that was now.

"Emily... I'm sorry; I just thought it would be better for us to solve this case in a fair way... you know, fresh eyes?"

"No Reid, I don't know... But it was definitely Rose-Alicia who took Sasha... because the lab found traces of Sasha's DNA on a set of hand-cuffs which had been ripped apart and left about 200 yards from the car crash, and the blood sample on the window matches Rose-Alicia's."

"Oh..." Reid sounded a little disappointed. He had been half hoping that it really wasn't Rose-Alicia, because then the case would have been less personal... "So what now?"

"Well, Morgan and Hotch have gone to talk with Heather – "

Reid cut her off, "That's completely useless... she is even worse than my mum, and there's no way they'll get anything out of her."

"Oh, well... ok. Should I call them?"

"Erm, yes, probably. It would be best for you to do it though... I'd prefer it if this stayed between you and me. Did she give any lead to where she's hiding Sasha?"

"No, I asked her if she wanted to talk to you –" Reid pulled a face – "And that was the last thing she would say. She just freaked out and then stared at the ceiling."

"Ah."

"Is that what you expected?"

"Well, yes... It's classic behaviour – say something they don't like, and *bam!* they won't say anything else."

"Oh, well... I'll call Morgan."

"Ok."