So this is my fourth chapter and I really enjoy writing this. It's so much fun, but sadly enough, my schoolwork is killing me. So it's going slower than I would've liked and of course I also have my other fics and the little things that run through my head and I just have to write down. But I don't mind, cause it's still fun.

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I still don't own criminal minds, except for in my dreams of course.

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"Morgan! Come on, Morgan." Reid now knew for sure that there was somebody else in their room. "MORGAN? WAKE UP YOU…" He was wildly shaking the older agent now.

"Ieeeegh!" A hand was touching Reid's shoulder.

He had to try to reach his gun.

"Spencer?"

What the hell?

He knew that voice.

"Garcia?"

"Why are you two in bed with each other?"

"Why are you here and not in Quantico?"

"Well, you didn't think that I would stay behind while our little genius is in danger, did you?"

"Garcia…" The older agent was still snoring next to him and he wasn't that glad about explaining why they were in bed each other.

"Just turn on the lights, this is annoying." The blonde woman turned on the lights and started laughing her ass of when she saw them.

"So… hihihihhi.. will you... hihhiihihi... now explain to me... hahhahaha... why you two... haahhahaha... are in bed with each other?"

"Because of Morgan's promise to you." This happily shut her up.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that."

"Yeah, sure. I'm a profiler, remember? I know when people are lying."

"Am I lying?"

"Never mind. What's the time anyway?"

"Ehm... well, I'm not wearing a watch, but my plane landed at 4 o'clock."

"And it is an hour's trip to the hotel. Oh my God, it's five o'clock. I have been up 25 hours."

"Yeah, why aren't you sleeping?"

"Have you heard him?" Reid was pointing at Morgan, although it wasn't really necessary: the handsome guy was still snoring like a hippopotamus.

"I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't heard it myself. My chocolate dream snoring like my old grandfather. God, I wish I could take a picture of this."

"Don't even think about doing that."

The crazy blonde woman left the room chuckling, mumbling something about getting some sleep after all. And Reid was alone in the dark again with only Morgan's snoring to keep him company.

"Hey, good morning, my darlings Did you have nice dreams?" Prentiss sat with Garcia at the table, eating their breakfast. The blonde was chuckling while she watched the duo walk into the room.

"I slept like a rose."

"Yeah, you did." Reid didn't have to take a look in the mirror this morning to know he looked horrible. But that was okay, he felt that way too.

"What is that supposed to mean?" The dark-skinned agent looked a little surprised.

"You snore." Reid said dryly, thinking to himself that it was an understatement. The two women couldn't repress their laughter anymore and burst out into giggles.

"I do not!"

"Yes, you do. Ask Garcia."

Morgan looked at Garcia with a look that just screamed for help.

"Sorry, my love, but you do."

"I really do?"

"You really do what?"

The other two male agents were entering the room now.

"Hey, you two are still 'attached' to each other." Rossi said.

" No, really? What gave us away?" Reid's voice sounded more sarcastic than he had intended it to, but what can you wish for after no sleep for a whole night?

"No need to get all snappy." Rossi said a little defensively.

"I'm sorry. I just didn't get a lot of sleep last night."

"Why not?" Hotch asked. "Are you okay?"

"Yes, I am. I'm fine, really, it's just…" Reid hesitated for a moment. He was unsure if he should embarrass Morgan like this, but before he got a chance to make up his mind, Garcia had already answered.

"MORGAN SNORES!" she shouted.

"I do not!" Morgan looked at each one of them, making sure they would believe him "Do I?"

"Well, if you don't, we need a new explanation for the fact that Reid has just fallen asleep."

The whole team turned around to look at the genius who had fallen asleep on top of his breakfast.

"So Morgan really snores?" Ashley asked. She had missed the breakfast scene and wanted to know what all the fuss was about.

"Yes, he does." Spencer said with a big yawn.

"Are you tired?"

"Extremely. I don't care about being 'attached' to someone, but I do care if that person snores, so I can't sleep."

"Well, I wouldn't mind if you'd crash at my place tonight."

Reid looked a little weirdly at her, before she realized what she had just said.

"Ehm... well... because your sleep is important and I don't snore. I think." she stuttered. She didn't care that Hotch knew about her 'feelings', but she would care if Reid himself would know!

"Hey Reid, can you help me with this geographic profile?" Morgan asked.

Ashley looked at the well built man and mouthed a silent 'thank you' to him. Derek nodded at her as a sign of his understanding. She could only wish that he didn't interpret it the way she had actually meant it.

"We just found another victim." Hotch said to them when he walked in. "I want every one of us at the crime scene right now."

He held Reid back for a while when everybody had already taken off - except Morgan of course - but he pretended not to listen. "Reid, I want you to know that whatever happened to the victims won't happen to you. We won't let it happen."

Reid shuffled a little with his foot. He didn't like it when people were this concerned about him. "I know, Hotch, I know." Reid whispered.

Hotch didn't say anything in return, but the look in his eyes told the genius everything he needed to know.

The crime scene was horrific and that was not because of the victim. Compared to the other victims, the murder of this person hadn't been that gruesome. The victim had been killed with a stab to the heart and hadn't suffered for long. She probably hadn't even felt it. No, the terrifying part was the note on the victim's chest. It wasn't addressed to Reid this time, but to Morgan.

Dear agent Morgan,

I'm not happy about the action you have made to protect your dearest colleague.

I have decided to be so kind as to give you a note to warn you and two options.

You remove the handcuffs and admit that there is no way out for the young boy.

You keep on being stubborn and that will force me to abduct both of you. In that case, your death will be fast and painless, of course, considering that you aren't my main target.

Please send my regards to the rest of your team,

Aaron Hotchner, David Rossi, Emily Prentiss, Penelope Garcia and the lovely Ashley Seaver.

The note was black and written in white ink as usual, but there was something different.

"He uses names this time, but not mine." Reid's voice was scratchy and the look in his eyes was one of pure fear. "It's like he doesn't want to use my name, like it's some kind of venom."

"Reid…" Morgan started, his voice unsure.

"No, Morgan, remove those handcuffs!" Reid's voice was demanding.

"No, Reid, that is just what he wants."

"And I'm not planning on unnecessarily dragging you into danger. So where are the keys?"

"Nut you aren't dragging him into danger, just think about the profile…" Reid stopped trying to grab the keys out of his pocket and just listened. "He knows he can't reach you when you're attached to me, so he is trying to scare me."

"WITH ANOTHER BODY?" Reid screamed.

"Reid, easy!" Hotch said.

"NO, IF HE WANTS ME THAT BAD THEN HE SHOULD TAKE IT OUT ON ME AND NOT ON INNOCENT PEOPLE!" He could feel the tears burning in his eyes, but he wasn't planning in crying in front of his team. He refused to let anybody die, not because of him, never again.

"REID!" Aaron was shouting back at him right now. "All of us are concerned about this, but you are not going to bring yourself in danger. And that is an order."

Reid shot him a hostile look before forcing himself to relax. He nodded slightly as a sign he understood the older agent's point.

"We need to get to the police bureau as soon as the forensics are done here. We are ready to give the profile."

Reid looked around the room. Every single form of law enforcement had gathered in the tiny room. Ashley was sitting with them. She was still only with them to learn and although she was allowed to be a part of the thinking progress, she wasn't allowed to form the complete profile.

Hotch stepped forward and spoke: "This particular UnSub is what we call a sexual sadist. He enjoys the pain he subjects his victims to. It is also the only way for him to find any kind of sexual release. The act of killing and torture replaces the sexual acts."

"He has a job with the government, but he is probably quite insignificant. He isn't good at his job, so he can't get promoted and stays insignificant. This makes him feel unappreciated, so he takes revenge by killing people who do mean something. He has been dreaming about this for a long time, but he had to make sure he would have everything under control first," Rossi said.

"He doesn't have a family. He feels he can't because he would lose some of his control. People around him will probably be shocked when they find out about his crimes. They'll say it doesn't seem like him to do such things." Prentiss continued.

"For example, the bloodcreek killer. He only targeted women. He drugged them, took them to a creek and killed them there, every time with a different MO. When people found out he was the murderer, they didn't believe it. He was found innocent by the jury and continued killing. It cost the lives of seven more women before he was arrested again." Reid said as a matter-of-factly speaking.

"Although he can be extremely violent he has everything under control. He can be very calm, but he is a sadist. He will never stop himself. These people will only stop when they are forced to, so be extremely careful when you approach him. He won't be afraid to kill you." Hotch finished the profile.

"For now, I want you to guard the place that is assigned to you. We can't rule out another murder." said the police chief. After the agents were gone, he turned towards Hotch. "I assume you will guard you own agent?" Hotch only nodded. The two bosses kept talking to each other.

"Reid?" Ashley asked. Spencer turned around to face the beautiful blonde. "I want to ask you something." Derek was facing the other way and had put the earphones of his MP3 player in his ears.

"What is wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong. I was just wondering if you were ok. You were pretty upset at the crime scene."

"Is that strange? I found out that a woman died for me. She didn't have to die. She wasn't his personal target."

"That's exactly what I wanted to say to you. I was just talking to the coroner on the phone and he said that the woman had been dead for over 3 months she had been mummified that is why she looked so well ehm… conserved." Reid looked her in the eyes, trying to find a glimpse of untruth, but he didn't find one. Her eyes were like they always were, honest and stunning.

"Thank you," he whispered.

She gave him a smile and he smiled back.

Morgan and Reid were still sitting in the hotel lobby when everybody was already in bed. They were both unable to sleep.

"What is it between you and Ashley? Those smiles weren't just smiles." Morgan chuckled.

Reid looked at his older friend. He was teasing him like he always did, and Reid didn't mind it as much as he usually would.

"I don't know."

"You like her." It wasn't a question, but a statement and Reid had to admit it was true.

"Some questions are better left unanswered."

"If you keep on being like this, you're never going to get some 'lovin'."

Spencer didn't get a chance to answer, because the lights suddenly turned off.

"What is this?" Morgan asked.

"I don't know. How would I know?"

"Reid, we need to get the lights... arghh!"

"Morgan, are you ok?" Reid tried to find the other agent in the dark, which wasn't hard since they were still cuffed to each other. Reid's hands found the other agent's face and he discovered he was unconscious.

"Morgan? Come on, Morgan..." Spencer was tapping on the cheeks of his colleague, but he wasn't waking up.

I need my gun, where did I leave it?

The adrenaline was rushing through his veins. He just knew it wasn't Garcia this time. It was the UnSub. His last free day was over.

"Aaaaah!"

Nobody in the hotel noticed the sudden darkness or the screams of two men in danger.

They were on their own.

Alright, so what do you guys think? Reviews please ;-) And what is wrong with me that I bring the man I love in serious danger? Umh, maybe it's because he is way too cute when he is in great danger.

What do you guys think?

Oh and I forgot to tell you about the ages of Reid and Ashley. I know that Ashley is still a cadet but I just couldn't stand the thought that Reid wouldn't be the youngest of them anymore. It's part of his appeal. Right?

Oh and great thanks towards my béta. You are a little bit slower with CM than you are with HP, but I still love you, so I forgive you.

Kisses to you all!