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"Hotch," Morgan took a deep breath, "We have a problem." JJ stood behind him. She felt nauseous and ready to fall. This was too much for her. It was worse than they thought. The smell of blood tinged the air. It was obvious that there was struggle. However, the limp body in the far corner only made it worse.
"Oh my," She whispered was she walked out of the room. This was far worse than anyone could've imagined.
"Morgan, what is it?" Hotch questioned quickly into the phone. The tone of Morgan's voice had practically told him that there was more than a problem. Emily and Rossi watched curiously knowing something bad has happened, they could tell by the way Hotch was standing. The doors closed on the plane.
"Hotch, there was a struggle. And we have a body."
Hotch's heart almost stopped from those few simple words. He imagined over a hundred things that could've happened.
"Alright, stay there. Call the CSI unit, but don't get the police involved. I don't want them stomping over the evidence. I want us to search through that apartment from top to bottom. You got it?" Hotch ordered.
"Yeah, I got it," Morgan said and Hotch hung up.
"What's going on Hotch?" Prentiss questioned.
"Morgan and JJ went to Reid's apartment. There were signs of a struggle and they've found a body," Hotch said quickly. Before Rossi or Emily could react Hotch began speaking once more. "Emily call Garcia, tell her to inform the pilot that we are not leaving as scheduled. Another team will be filling in for us." Emily nodded and pulled out her phone.
"Wait a minute Aaron," Dave interrupted. "Strauss isn't just going to let us walk out on a case. We didn't even inform her of what just took place," Dave warned.
"You're right Dave. I will inform her and I'll ask Groff's unit to take this case," Hotch said easily.
Rossi nodded in agreement.
"Um, but what if she doesn't agree?" Prentiss asked. Prentiss knew Strauss could be that wicked sometimes.
"She'll agree," Hotch said while grabbing his go bag. Rossi and Prentiss followed suit and got off the plane.
Garcia was confused as to what was going on. Emily told her to inform the pilot of the new changes, but Emily wouldn't tell her why. She couldn't help but feel afraid that something terrible has happened. If it caused Hotch to call off a case, then it must be worse than worse. Garcia couldn't help the possibilities of what could've happened run through her mind. She wanted answers! Setting her lips in a thin line, she decided to call Morgan.
"Yeah Baby Girl," Came his familiar voice.
"I want to know what's going on!" Garcia snapped. She was not going to take any old answer. Morgan, on the other end, internally cringed. He didn't want to tell her. She would panic and worry, but without her help, they may never get that far in this new case.
"Baby Girl, if I tell you, you got to promise me that you won't blow this out of proportion," Morgan said gently.
"I can do that," Garcia said while nodding furiously.
"We are at Reid's apar-"
"Oh no! What happened?! Is he alright?! Why isn't he with you?! Where is he?!" Garcia panicked.
"Garcia, you need to let me finish," Morgan said softly. He knew she would panic either way, but she tends to make it a lot worse than it may be.
"Well, speak Morgan," Garcia begged.
"When we got to Reid's apartment, we know that there's been a attack. Against who, we are not sure yet, but someone lost. We have a body-"
"Oh gosh! Is it—"
"Don't worry it wasn't Reid, but we don't know where he is, or if whoever murdered this guy took Reid, or if Reid ran away, or if this guy was the attacker and Reid killed him. We just don't know Mama," Morgan said somberly. He honestly wanted to know. He wanted to make sure Reid was okay. That apartment gave him a million ideas of what could have happened in those few hours Reid was gone.
"Did you guys already profile the area thingy? Do you think you have an idea? Oh, my poor little Reid. He's probably scared! Why didn't he call us if something was going on? Why didn't he call us for help? Morgan why?" Garcia cried into the phone.
"Garcia, Baby Girl, I need you to calm down. We haven't done anything just yet. Crime scene unit is here. However, you can help us more than anyone else," Morgan smiled. He knew this was a good pick up for Garcia.
"What do you want me to do?" Garcia asked softly.
"Search through everything you can. Give us any information that you think would help. You can find him better than any of us," Morgan encouraged.
"I can do that," Garcia said with a nod. She had to. Anything to help Reid.
"Alright. I'll talk to you later," Morgan said with smile.
"Okay my pretty," Garcia said as she hung up.
She closed her eyes for a moment. She could visualize Reid in a scary place, and she didn't like that. She quickly opened her eyes and began typing away at the computer.
Hotch stepped into Strauss's office without even knocking. She looked up and frowned. He was supposed to be heading towards Arkansas for the random shootings.
"You better have a good reason as to why you are not on that plane Aaron," Strauss frowned in annoyance.
"There's been a new case that has called for our immediate attention," Hotch said vaguely.
"People getting shot at random isn't an immediate problem?" Strauss asked, raising an eyebrow.
"It is immediate, but this case is more important. It's planned attacks on federal agents here in Virginia. There's been a recent addition to that list," Hotch half lied.
Strauss thought for a moment. She sighed and shook her head.
"Who will be taking up the other case?" Strauss asked.
"Groff will," Hotch answered. Strauss nodded.
"Alright. Do what you have to do," Strauss agreed.
"Thank you," Hotch nodded and exited the office. It wasn't exactly true, but he knew Strauss wouldn't look into it that deep. He motioned for Emily and Rossi to join him and they prepared to pay Reid's apartment a visit.
Reid wasn't sure what to do anymore. He was running out of ideas. That was absurd. He's a genius. He should always have contingency plans. He decided to stay where he was. It was highly unlikely that anyone would find him where he was. With it being a dark ally in the middle of one of the worst neighborhood in Virginia, the only thing that would come in would be some cats, and maybe a raccoon. He wasn't too sure about the raccoon part, but he knew it was possible.
It was dark and he was scared. He knew the other guy was dead. He was too late. He tried, he really did, but he wasn't strong enough. He could only do so much before he was told to run.
His hands shook at the memory of it all. He found himself unable to take another breath. This was only going to get worse. He knew it. He could only end it on his own. He slowly pulled out the knife and prayed no one would find him for weeks. He ran his hands through his hair and slowly raised the knife.
"Good bye," He whispered as he felt the knife cut through the layers slowly.
Welp, I had a mini writer's block for this chapter, so hopefully it's pretty good! I did add Garcia into this!
I still want to say thank you for the awesome reviews and follows and everything else! I hope this answered some of your questions as to where Reid is! The next chapter I will try to focus more on what happened him after this little excursion! And possibly more details of what happened in that apartment!
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