One is very crazy when in love.
Sigmund Freud
It was a normal day in the life of Spencer Reid. I mean for a boy who graduated high school at age 12, an IQ of 187, and is the youngest member of the B.A.U.
He arrived early as usual to the office, but for the first time he wasn't the only one. In fact, everyone was already there. He went over to Emily's desk to ask why everyone was here so early," What's going on?" he asked.
"Oh hey, we're getting a new agent today so everyone arrived early to see her." She said flipping through her files.
"New agent? How come no one told me?" he asked following Emily over to the coffee counter.
"Surprise maybe? I've looked at her file; you got your work cut out for you." She smiled.
"What do you mean?" he questioned.
"Oh, you'll see, "she chuckled and headed toward the conference room, Spencer quickly followed taking the file of their new case. Everyone was already in there besides Morgan and this new agent.
"As you all know we're getting a new agent, we've been trying to recrut her for while, her name is Dr. Janie Morris," Hotch announces. Then Morgan walks in and so does the new agent smiling and laughing.
Spencer looks up and can't believe he's eyes. She smiles brightly at her new co-workers. All of her wild curls are neatly tied in ponytails, her smooth green eyes are surrounded by long lashes, and she's wearing a nice white shirt with a loose red tie, and Then when no one says anything she smiles brightly and says, "Hi! Everyone I'm really glad to be working with each one of you! You can just call me Janie if you'd like or
"This is Derek Morgan who you've already seem to have met, this is Jenifer Jareau we call her J.J our team's liaison with the media and local police agencies she also picks what cases were going to be working on, this is Emily Prentiss one of our profilers, Spencer Reid he's—he pauses trying to find the right words to say—well you'll see, Penelope Garcia our teams team's computer technician, specail agent David Rossi, and I'm Aaron Hotcher your new unit chief."He finishes. Janie takes a seat at the end of the table next to Morgan.
"Okay, so down to business these five girls all went missing around a month ago-she pulls up five girl's pictures on the screen-they all been recently found murdered in different areas, their throats cut from ear to ear. There are no leads since these girls have no connected to each other, the Portland police have asked for our help, because they've only had one homicide in the history of their town," J.J. ends.
"To Portland then," Morgan says getting up.
They were 15 minutes from Portland when they all got together to discuss the case.
"So what do you know about the killer already?" Emily asked.
"Through the days and times, between the first and second kill he had about a week cooling off period; now between the last murders it looks like only 4four days. So he's confidence is rising."Spencer says. Janie shifts in her seat. They all look at the crime scene photos.
"Got any percentages for us kid?" Morgan asks. As Spencer prepares to answer Janie cuts him off,
"It averages over the last ten years that 8.8 percent are cuttings, throat cuttings are of 5.5 percent of that. Another thing that appears to be odd is that there's no sexual contact at all. At least 70 percent of all killings have sexual contact. So we can pretty much erase the thoughts that he's a sexual sadist. "She finishes. A bit of surprise comes from the group and Spencer is speechless to say the least. He starts on some words but they fail to leave in complete sentences.
"Oh God, there's two of them," Morgan says. Janie smiles and gives a confusing glare.
"Oh, you weren't talking to me?" Janie asks. Janie looks up at Spencer for a moment, but he looks back at her. She smiles, but returns to the file.
Moving on Spencer says, "These girls have none of the same features, different class, eye color, body type, hair color, so it's almost impossible to see if there's a certain kind he's looking for."
Hotch thinks for a moment then adds," He's probably male and race can't be counted for because their all different Ethnicity."
"Okay, other than the gender what else do we have?" J.J questioned.
"Well, he has no remorse the bodies were found like they were just thrown there. Also these girls are around the age of 20, so we can guess that the killer is in he or she's in their 30's or 40's," Emily states.
"Also, the dump site are in an average 20.2 miles away, so he could live in that area or that area could some important to him. Maybe it's more about the location than the person," Janie tells.
"I'll take Spencer and check the dump sites for anything that could help," Hotch tells," J.J I want you to go through the evidence they collected along with Rossi, Emily, Morgan, and Morris go to the families and check things out. The team agrees, and the conversation comes to an end as the jet land.
The first house is run-down the white paint is dirty and chipping on the house and the grass hasn't been cut in a long time even though it's covered in litter.
Emily starts, "This is the first girl who turned up-Emily holds up a picture of a 19 year old girl with blonde hair and brown eyes-her name is Sarah she lives her with her mom and younger sister Liz." Rossi walks up to the door and knocks first, there's a wait then the mother opens the door.
"What do you want," she asks in a small voice.
"We would like to ask a couple questions about your daughter's death," Emily says softly. She nods, and then opens the door for them.
"This is my first interview on the job, I'm nervous, "Janie whispers to Morgan. She'll admit it, she's scared.
A but surprised that this is her first interview he smiles," You'll do fine." And they both walk into the house. It's a mess, there's cloths thrown everywhere, dishes haven't been washed in a while, and there's righting all over the walls.
"Well what do you wanna ask me?" she demands.
The first place Hotch and Spencer did was go to where the first body was found, in a blank field near no houses or building of any sort. Weirdly, it was by the side of the road, where in plain day light anyone could see it. There were police men there to escort them.
" Hotch speaks," You leave a body in the middle of nowhere, but yet right by the road." Spencer looks around; he can't find anything that would give him any hints on who this guy could be. "Alright Reid what can you tell me?" Hotch gestured.
"He wanted someone to find the body, make it look like he didn't putting it the country like this. But no one would put a body on the side of the road and not want someone to find it."
"You think the killer wanted us to find the body? Why?" one of the policemen demanded.
"Because this killer wants the authorizes to know his a threat." Hotch mentions.
Once J.J. arrives at the police station she can see why the B.A.U. was called in. Their completely undermanned and none of workers were trained in handling serial killers. The man who invited the team there was waiting for her, a Mr. Jake Donald.
"Sorry about this place, it's a mess now that these murders have being going on. Our men have never had to handle murder cases before; this is our first one and well, was not sure how to go about keeping the press out of this," he spoke moving the conversation into his office. J.J. couldn't help but noticing he was pretty handsome and somewhat reminded her of her husband, Will. He had blue eyes and was tan for someone who came from Portland; he had an award winning smile and was quite tall. She wanted to see Will now, but she knew she had a job to do.
"So far, we don't have much just that the slashes weren't deep probably made by a household knife. There were no signs of struggle and no marks from using anything to hold her down. All these girls had been reported missing, that's about the only thing we know for sure," he says moving around he's office," If there's any way that we could help, please don't hesitate to ask: we want this bustard found as soon as possible,"
"We'll find this guy, Mr. Donald." J.J erasures, "Now the rest of the team should be in soon we split up to cover as much as we can, do you mind if I go through these?" she looks down at the box.
"No, go ahead. But I have to go now, check on how my men are doing," he smiles briefly.
"Oh, yeah I understand." J.J. says opening the box, it has five folders," oh, this will be fun."
Hotch and Spencer meet up with J.J. first.
"I never asked, what do you think of Morris?" Hotch questions.
"I think she's very sophisticated, I mean she seems to be in the right field and know what she's talking about. It's almost unnatural how happy she is,and knows how to take control of a sititution. She's Bold and but frankly I don't think she fits in well with the team," He says, looking shamfully up at Hotch.
Hotch nodds, and ends the conversation about that. Rossi, Emily, Morgan and Janie walk in. Mr. Donald walks over to greet them.
"This is specail agents, Emily Prentiss, David Rossi, and Janie Morris," J.J. says as they all shake hands.
" If, you don't mind specail agent Hotchner, I'd like to take a syop by the coner," Janie asks. Spencer walks up beside Janie and Hotch,
"Actually I wanted to go to," he says. She looks at him and smiles a wide smile.
"Go head, meet back here in an hour," and he walks of.
Spencer decided that he would drive, and the whole drive was anything but quiet.
"What made you want to join the B.A.U.?" Janie grinned
" So why did you want to go to the Morgue?" Reid asked, ingoring the mutiple questions that were being fired at him.
" Um. Well there's something I wanted to look at involing the way the neck was cut," Janie flipped through the files as she spoke.
"You mean the way he-" Spencer started.
"Yeah!" Janie finished," and if he used any-"
"That's why I wanted to go," Spencer smiles widely at her. He really didn't mind talking to someone who thought the same way he did, but he still something was off about her. She was too happy on the job.
" I think you think like me Dr. Reid, that's pretty cool," Janie again, smiled.
" Oh. You can just call me Spencer, if you want. I mean you don't have to, it's up to you. I don't want to tell you what to do, I'm sure you can make your own choices. Just, you'll be working with me now, and it's okay. Well, you just won't be working with me, you'll be working with everyone else like Morgan; well he's name is Derek but we call him Morgan. They call me Reid, my last name, but you can pick or you could-"
"Okay. I get it, I'll call you Spencer. I like that name. It's French," Janie spoke.
"You know that off hand?" he asks, looking at her.
"Uh. Well yeah! I know lot's of stuff!" she sqeaked. They pulled up to the Morgue. After they find answers to their questions they head back to tell the team.
The team met back up at the station and gathered in Mr. Donald's office , who wasn't there.
"So we're ready to give the profile," J.J. states. Just then Mr. Donald runs in, panting and sweating.
"There's just been another murder," he's face melts to sadness," and I saw it,"
CHAPTER 3
"What happened?" Emily grabbs a chair for him to sit down, and he does.
"I went down to the coffee shop after gathering up all my agents, I needed a good cup of coffee for once. On my way back there's an ally between two of the shops, I just happened to look down it and there he was. His back was to me, so I couldn't see him he had the girl by her neck and he just-he broke into sobs-I yelled at him and he started running, I thought for sure I could out run him but I couldn't. He ran into the woods, after that he was just gone I couldn't find him anywhere. That's when I called my agents for help and rushed back here. I should have done more, ran faster, acted faster I just couldn't believe that it was happening infront of me," he stoped for a moment and dazed," All I remember is that he had muscles, he's neck was white so he must be a white male and he had blonde hair."
"To acttack during the day like this, takes loads of confidence, we go to give this profile as soon as possiable," Rossi says in a determined voice.
"Most off my men, went down to the scene, I'll call them back when they're done," Mr. Donald says. Janie sits beside him and hands him a herbel tea, he looks at her confused.
" It's scenicficly proven that herbel tea reduces stress, you're probab;y under a lot right now. I figured it would help," Janie tries to smile.
" No one is going to blame you for not catching this guy, you did the best you could," Emily directs.
" He was right there!" He pounds his fist agaisnt the desk. Janie jumps.
"Reid take Janie and see if they found anything yet," Hotch conveys, "We'll wait here to give the profile." Just then Hotch gets a call, he looks up at Janie.
"Wait," he calls to Reid and Janie who are almost out the door," Morris I what you to stay here." She takes a seat with a questionable face, everyone looks at Hotch.
" What was that phone call about?" Morgan asks.
"He didn't just leave a body this time, he left a photo," he looks at his team," A photo of you." Janie stares up in horror. A picture a me? she asks herself. Me? Why me?
" Excuse me?" her voice is timid, "of me?"
" I want you to stay here with J.J until we come back," Hotch speaks and Emily, Rossi, Morgan, and Reid leave.
" It's going to be okay," J.J. says holding her shoulder then letting go.
" That's impossiable, I didn't see him drop a picture," Mr. Donald says. Two of the policemen walk in, they both stare at the only girls in the room. Other than them, they are the only ones in the office.
" Hey boss, we just got back same cause of death as the others," the one says," I don't think we've met," he says looking from J.J to Janie.
"Uh, we're from the B.A.U. you didn't know we were coming?" she questions.
" I'm never in the office, always out there so I don't get updated much. I'm Nick," he shakes both their hands. The other officer stand there in silence.
A postal worker walks in with a box, " Hey Jake!" says the postal worker," I have a package for a Dr. Janie Morris," he says looking around the room. She looks up,and takes a deep breath,
" That's me," he hands her the box.
"Maybe you shouldn't open that, just wait until everyone comes back," J.J. suggests, taking the package.
" What's going on?" the man asks. Jake stands up and looks at him,
"Frank, who gave you this package?" asks.
" I...I don't know the person who ordered them was wearing black jacket and had a hat on to cover his face, He gave he a 30 dollar tip if I just dropped it off and shut up," he looked nervously at them.
"Pardon but what's your name?" J.J. asks.
"Frank, Frank Loid," he answers.
"Listen Mr. Loid i'd like you to stay here until all of the agents come back for questioning," she insists.
" I didn't do anything Miss. just a simple person doing what they're told," he backs up.
" No one is saying you did anything Frank now sit down," Nick commands. J.J gets on the phone and calls Hotch. Moments after Rossi and Reid return to the station.
"Okay what's this about a package?" Rossi asks. Janie looks at it on the desk beside her, she takes a deep breath. Reid keeps a distance from Janie. The package is lime green with purple wrighting saying" Morris"
"It's my two favorite colors," Janie says leaning back in her chair.
Rossi looks at it, "Well lets' open it up," Everyone apporched the box,
"Can I be the one to open it, it was sent to me," Janie asked. Rossi nodded. She shook her head a few times, lightly slapped her cheek, and leaned over the box. Gently tearing apart the cover, she looked inside; theres was a dozen lillys, a book, and a smaller wooden box.
"What's wrong?" J.J looks over into the package. Spencer looks over at Janie feeling a bit sorry, she's new to the team yet she was the one targeted.
"Lilly's are a symbol for death," Janie says walking around the room then sitting down crossed legged on the ground.
"Actually, only some believe in that meaning mostly because lilly's are present when their on graves. This is mostly true in the far east where white is actually the color of death. Other then that lilly's have the most impact for Christan's. Mainly the Virgan Mary is holding them meaning, purity. In Greece though-" Reid babbled on. Rossi was still looking into the box, he opened the small wooden box.
"I would prefer we take this into your office, ," Rossi said. He nodded. Reid, J.J., Rossi, and Janie moved into Mr. Doanld's office. Soon after the rest of the team arrived.
" This guy's good, he didn't leave anything he didn't want us to find," Morgan states walking into the office, "What's in the box?"
" There's no fingerprints on any of it," Janie says as they look into the box.
"What's in this small box?" Emily asks.
"Me," Janie says," It's full of pictures of me."