Seeing Things
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'Eliminate all other factors, and the one which remains must be the truth'~Sherlock Holmes.
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Once the team landed in NYC, it seemed like they hit the ground running. The detective who met them at the airport took them directly to the latest crime scene. Drivers of gypsy cabs were being murdered cabs execution style. They were discovered in older residential neighourhoods with blindfolds on and a bullet in the back of their heads.
The drivers of the cabs had nothing in common other than the way they met their end.
Reid stood with his team at the cordoned off area of an usually safe neighbourhood. He looked around, there was the usual crowd of onlookers that you found with any crime scene. People had a morbid fascination with murder and accidents, It didn't seem to matter what city they were in. Human nature was the same everywhere.
Reid walked up to the victim in the cab. The middle aged man had his hands on his lap, his head bent forward with his chin almost touching his chest. If it weren't for the for the blood and the blindfold. The man almost looked like he was just taking a nap in his car. To see the blindfold on the man was unnerving to say the least.
Reid stepped back as Morgan and Rossi examined the car and the body of the victim. Hotch and JJ were talking to the detective on the case Reid surveyed the crowd as his eyes took in the scene around him.
He began to feel a strange sensation. It felt like the hairs on the back of his neck were standing on end. He shivered as if he were cold. It almost felt like someone was watching him. He had the same sensation the night he was supposed to meet Maeve in the restaurant. He shook himself, seeing the blindfold must have affected him more than he thought. The feeling wouldn't go away. He turned quickly and out of the corner of his eye he saw her; walking away was a slim figure of a woman with long dark hair pulled back into a thick ponytail. She wore jeans and a heavy cardigan and he could tell she had her hands shoved in her pockets. She looked so familiar, but it was impossible, it couldn't be her.
"WAIT," He called, he began to follow her.
She started walking faster as if she knew he was after her. There was so many people on the street he began to lose sight of her.
"Maeve, " He called helplessly. He couldn't see her anymore, it was if she had been swallowed up by the crowd. His chest felt heavy and he felt a pain inside
"Maeve," he repeated, but this time softly. He stopped walking and just stared out onto the street. Here he was surrounded by millions of people and he had never felt so alone.
"Reid, are you ok, where were you going?" Spencer became aware of Rossi and Morgan standing behind him.
Reid turned around, what could he say to them?, 'Sorry guys I just thought I saw my dead girlfriend, that's why I left the crime scene' No, that wouldn't do.
"I just thought I saw something. Sorry, I was mistaken." he said. He gave them a weak smile. Rossi and Morgan exchanged looks. Reid was acting odd. They both wondered if the young agent had come back to work too soon.
All three went back to the crime scene. Hotch told Reid to go with Morgan back to the police station and work on a geographical profile. Reid was relieved. He wanted to get away from this crowd.
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Two nights later Reid awoke in his hotel room in a cold sweat. He had the dream. He was marrying Maeve, except this time when he lifted her veil she pulled away from him and began to run. He started chasing her, calling her name. She kept screaming she'd rather die than be with him.
The next night he had the dream again, but this time blood was running down her face and she was sobbing "You killed me Spencer, you killed me,"
When Reid woke up he jumped out of bed and he was determined not to go back to sleep. It was only 5 am, nearly time to get up anyway. He decided he would head down to the lobby for some coffee, come back to the room and go over the details of the case.
He pushed the hotel room curtain open. All the street lights were still on and it there was a light sprinkle of rain. He saw a Diner across the road. There was a woman standing alone on the side walk in front of it. She wore a dark raincoat and she was staring directly at the hotel entrance. Reid squinted and rubbed his eyes. He thought he still must be dreaming but knew he wasn't. His heart began to hammer inside his chest. It was her again. He couldn't quite make out her face. Then she very quickly looked up. She was so far away he could hardly make out her features in the rain. She had seen him, he was sure of it. He pounded on the window. She turned and once again rushed away.
Spencer began to hyperventilate. He was losing his mind, it was finally happening, A gripping pain snaked up his arm and he felt like he couldn't breathe. He felt like he was dying and began to panic. Reid reached for his phone and knocked the lamp on the floor causing it to smash. He heard muffled voices outside in the hall and people calling his name. They were banging on his door now. He wanted to answer but no sound would leave his lips. He felt himself passing out.
"Help," he managed to whisper before the darkness claimed him.
TBC.
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