--Ta da! Another masterpiece on my part. Okay, okay maybe not...gosh you're mean ; ) --

4

"This is bad." Emily said. "Really bad. Three in one day, and now he's going after law enforcement that isn't even from around here." They had assembled at the station early, Spencer had called them about his latest dream and once again, found it to be true.

"He's broadening his 'mission'." Hotch said. J.J. shook her head.

"This is unreal." She said. The others nodded in agreement. Rachel entered the conference room, alone.

"Where's Reid?" Morgan asked. Rachel sighed.

"He's out trying to clear his head. Said he'd be back in about ten minutes" She said. They all knew how hard it had to be on him. All of them had nightmares, dealing with the people they did they had to. It was what made them human. But Reid's were different this time. This time all of them were dealing with something they never had before.

Rossi was looking at pictures of the victims. Walking back and forth. "He only killed the mayor's entire family because he held the most power. The chief of police's murder was the most brutal though, why?" He turned to the others. They thought for a moment. Morgan's eyes slowly lit up with recognition.

"Because we've been looking at this wrong." He said. "He doesn't feel helpless about never being able to control the city government he feels helpless because he can't do it anymore." He said.

"So he worked for the city but was fired?" Emily asked. Morgan nodded.

"That would explain Chief Sanders' murder." Hotch said. Morgan flipped open his phone and dialed.

"Penelope Garcia, Queen of the Internet, master of the hackers, what do you wish to ask her majesty?" Garcia asked, grinning. Morgan grinned as well.

"I need ya baby girl." He said. Garcia's grin broadened.

"As usual oh handsome one." She said.

"I need you to look up local law enforcement records for this city. See who's been fired recently."

"I am on my way sugar." She said, fingers clicking away on the keyboard. "Last person to be fired was Marcus Pope, he was a deputy for about ten years."

"When was he fired?" Morgan asked, already having a hunch when it was.

"About two weeks ago." She said. "And don't ask me about the address 'cause I already got it. 1305 Saline Road.

"Alright, thanks baby girl."

"Ya know," Garcia said before he hung up. "This queen does need a king..." She hinted, grinning slyly.

"Girl you already know I'm your loyal servant." He said, smiling broadly. Garcia giggled.

"Oh how terribly naughty of you. Call me later?" She grinned.

"Soon as I need you." He said, and hung up. "We got the address and a name." He said. "1305 Saline Road." Rossi sighed.

"That's about forty miles from here." He said. J.J. stood.

"We should get going." She said. Rachel glanced at her watch. She stood suddenly, face white.

"Where's Spencer?" She said.

"He probably lost track of the time." Emily suggested. Rachel shook her head.

"Everyone in this room knows he wouldn't." Rachel replied. She opened her phone and dialed a number. Moments later she slammed it shut. "His phone's off." She said. Hotch stood, along with everyone else.

"We gotta go, now."


Spencer had just been driving. Nowhere in particular, just driving, when he saw it. The house he had saw only hours earlier, the house detective Harwell had been running from. Dave had gotten a long way from it, far away enough that the police didn't check to look at the nearest residence. Spencer couldn't forget the image of the house in a million years. So, when he saw it, he stopped the car and pulled over on the side of the road.

He opened the car door and walked toward it. The house seemed normal enough, then again they always do. Looking at it felt surreal, out of place, like he was dreaming all over again.

The drive way was gravel, along with the rest of the road around it, and was very long. The end of the driveway had no car parked outside so he considered the house empty.

What are you doing? This is the unsub's house you know that.

Don't jump to conclusions.

You don't jump to conclusions. Listen to me! Something's wrong and you know it! Turn around, go back to the police station, tell them you found the unsub's house and they need to arrest this guy. Do it now before you regret it.

Spencer nodded and turned, ready to go back to the car and do exactly what he had just told himself to do.

"Don't move!" A voice behind him yelled. Spencer froze and shut his eyes. He felt something sharp dig into his back. "Make a sound and I'll kill you." The man said. Spencer's heart was pounding, this was causing him to sweat more than the hot sun. "I'll use you to get to them. Yeah I'll do that..." The man seemed to be thinking out loud. The voice sounded familiar, like he knew the person. But where?

You were right. It was the last thing he thought before plunging into darkness, a blunt object hitting the back of his head. You were right...


Rachel felt awful. Ever since she had met Spencer she took it as her duty to watch out for him, make sure nobody hurt him. This was too much. She never should have left him alone. Never. And now there was no telling where he was, if he was hurt, if he was alive... No, no, she couldn't think like that. He was okay. They were gonna find this ass-hole and put him behind bars before this guy could touch him.

Maybe he wasn't anywhere near this guy. Maybe he was blowing of steam somewhere, trying to calm down. He had been deeply distressed when he left her, and who wouldn't be? She was there for him when he needed her, always. She loved him.

And it was that love that told her everything wasn't okay, that something was wrong and he needed help. She stopped the car behind the other agents, at the house they were looking for. There were already people breaking down the door, guns in hand. Rachel opened her door and slammed it shut, running up to the house as quickly as she could. Someone who had been in the house came out and looked at Hotch.

"The house is empty." He said. Hotch hit the side of his car.

"Dammit!" He yelled. "J.J., call Garcia now. I want to know every piece of property this guy has from here to Kentucky." J.J. nodded and took out her phone.

Rachel's eyes filled with tears.

"God Spence where are you?"

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