Reid: Why am I always leaving?
Me: There's a reason. It will all make sense.
Reid: It's not like I do what everyone tells me not to do.
Me: Oh, Reid. I've done my research.
Reid: Research?
Me: What about the time Morgan said "Don't take the vest off" and you took it off anyway? The time you insisted on splitting up when JJ didn't want to and then got taken by Tobias? What about when Morgan told you to get out of the Anthrax infected room and you refused to even put a safety suit on? And what about the time-
Reid: Okay, okay! I get it! But all those times I was doing something that helped! Besides Tobias… Every other time, I accomplished something!
Me: Yes, so obviously I'm going to have you accomplish something!
Reid: But-
Morgan: Don't argue with her, Reid. She actually has something of a point.
Reid: You agree with her!
YES! One for my side… Oh, I don't own Criminal Minds.
"We learn more by looking for the answer to a question and not finding it than we do from learning the answer itself." ~ Lloyd AlexanderReid went to the nearest coffee shop which was luckily only five minutes away.
"Okay," Reid said to himself, collapsing into a chair. "What am I missing?"
It wasn't that he wanted to make Morgan worry, but he needed to get out of the room and think. He would be back before Morgan with time to spare. He was just tired and needed caffeine. He would go back.
Reid started reading through the notes, hoping to get a fresh angle on them.
Nothing came to him.
He scratched at his coffee lid as he dialed Garcia.
"Hello, Peanut, where's my Thor?"
"Thor?" Reid scrunched his eyebrows.
"The thunder god? Come on, genius. You should know that."
"I know who Thor is, you just-… nevermind. How do you even know he's not here?"
"He would have called me on his phone. I do have caller-ID."
"Right."
"So, what do you want from the all powerful Garcia?"
"I was wondering if you had anything on the vet yet?"
"Vet yet? Did you try to make a rhyme or did that just happen on its own?"
"It just happened."
Garcia sighed. "Try to make more jokes, Reid. You're depressing me. Anyway, I have your vet. Or at least the office were the Unsub worked. It's called Promethean Pets Animal Hospital. It's actually a small place. Kind of off the radar. If you had asked anyone lesser, it wouldn't have been found."
"Thanks, Garcia."
"Don't mention it. Let me know if you have any other needs. Remember, I'm always watching, so hurry up and finish that coffee and get back to the police station before Morgan catches you."
"What!" Reid whipped his head around the coffee shop, looking for Garcia.
"I'm bored, Reid. I just tracked you and hacked into the security system of the little shop you're in."
"Wow."
"I told you, I'm all powerful. Bye." Garcia disconnected the call.
Reid looked up and saw the security camera pointed directly at him. He gave a little wave, feeling silly and not even knowing if Garcia was still watching. Regardless, he decided not to test it. He gathered his notes, got another coffee for the road, and headed back to the station.
The red Honda pulled up to the cabin. The man got out to inspect the damage to his car. Not enough to worry about. He could fix it himself.
It's a good thing FBI Agents are defensive drivers, he thought as he picked at the broken glass on his side mirror. The paint scratched off the side would be fixed when he repainted the car. I can't have them find me yet.
A banging started in the trunk.
The man took out the anesthetic he carried with him and opened the trunk.
The blindfolded girl suddenly laid still, listening. Her baseball cap had fallen off and her blonde hair was tangled around her head like a halo.
Without a word, the man injected the perfect amount of anesthetic into the girl's arm. It didn't take long for her to go back to sleep.
Reid beat Morgan back to the station, like he knew he would, by a good thirty minutes.
He busied himself by writing everything he had learned on the whiteboard.
He was about half-way through the list when Morgan came in.
"Hey, you stayed here!"
"Did you think I would leave?"
"No, that's not what I meant! I was just… um… Never mind. Did you figure anything else out?"
"Garcia found out the name of vet office. Promethean Pets Animal Hospital."
"That's an odd name."
Reid nodded in agreement as he continued to write.
There was a knock on the door.
"Excuse me, but I was wondering if there was anything I could do to help." A female police officer stood in the doorway. "It's kind of boring out here with no one to talk to."
"Um, sure," Morgan agreed, shooting Reid a look. "We could use a fresh mind."
"Awesome!" The officer slid into a seat next to Morgan. She appeared to be in her early twenties. "My name's Amy."
"I'm Morgan and this Reid."
She smiled broadly. "So, what can I do to help?"
Reid quickly reviewed the case as much for himself as for Amy.
Amy frowned once she heard the name of the animal clinic. "I know that place. I think that our some of our police dogs go there for checkups."
"You're sure?" Morgan asked.
"Yeah, pretty sure."
"Okay, I guess the next thing is to interview the canine police force."
"I'll get right on it!" Amy was out of the room as fast as she had come in.
"What did you find out with Prentiss?"
"There really wasn't anything there." Morgan shook his head. "The local CSI was checking the place out when I left, but I don't know. Something about this just doesn't seem right."
"I've been thinking that for a while now."
I've given you guys lots of hints to figure this out. But I understand if you don't. It's weird. Even the brilliant Reid is having trouble figuring out where the girls are going and why they're being taken.
I think that I've gotten all the pieces in place now, so the story should really start to pick up now. I mean REALLY…
I expect interesting things to happen in the upcoming chapters including (but not limited to) a little bit of a verbal fight between two of my favorite people, a little rebel action, abduction, and another hit and run somewhere in the mix. Exciting stuff!
Reid and Review! (By the way, love the comments. They make me smile!)
~MyDarkAngel710
