Three hours later the whole team waited in the ready room for news about Hotch who, by that time, would have reached Spencer.

The conference speaker in the Ready room, bleeped.

"Penelope?" Hotch's voice filled the room.

"Actually sir the whole team is here." Replied Penelope apologetically.

Hotch took a moment, "I have apprised the LEO's in Spencer of the situation as The Raven's instructions are leading me to Green Bank." Explained Hotch.

"Sir Green Bank is home to a special radio telescope. The town can't use Wi-Fi or wireless devices. I'm pretty sure they don't even use electric blankets. Sir that means we won't reach you on your cell or radio." Penelope announced.

"Green Bank is the small town in the centre of FFC's 13,000 square miles of land, Known as the National Radio Quiet Zone, it was designed to protect the two government radio telescopes from interference caused by man-made signals and static. It is the largest radio telescope in the world and it works meter to millimetre wavelengths, and has a 100 meter diameter catchment area. It is used every year for approximately 6500 hours. It weighs 8500 tons and is over 450 feet tall." Informed Reid.

"Oh just 8500 tons?!" Repeated Rossi teasingly.

"I'm aware which is why I have left instructions with the Spencer PD. They will give me a chance to retrieve Agent Seaver on my own but if I haven't made contact by a certain time they will send backup." Hotch replied to Penelope.

"That's a big risk Hotch." Voiced Morgan.

"It was the terms set by The Raven." Explained Hotch.

"He named himself?" Asked Reid.

"Yes."

"Well that's original." Scoffed Rossi.

"Ok we will reach out to Spencer PD and coordinate with them." JJ told Hotch.

"Are you sure you can trust him Hotch, do you trust this Raven guy?" Rossi asked concerned.

"I don't know but I do believe he is capable of killing Seaver." He answered honestly.

The team fell quiet as they felt the fear and worry that filled the situation.

"I'm at the boarder now." Hotch said as a way of farewell.

"Good luck sir." Penelope piped up.

Morgan hit a button on the speaker.

"How are we supposed to wait to hear from him? I can't just sit here." Reid asked.

"Penelope, keep looking for any unsolved murders with the same MO, besides the two we already know about in Las Vegas. Reid and Blake re-examine the poems, JJ coordinate with Spencer PD, Rossi I want you to contact Seaver's family they might have a lead." Morgan delegated.

"Sure thing." Penelope said jumping up and heading for her office, too shocked by the situation to call Morgan any of his nicknames.

Reid picked up the file and left the room without making any acknowledgment of Morgan's orders.

The team go to work, Penelope set each screen to search a different data base, she even had clearance to connect to the CIA database.

JJ went to her office to coordinate with Spencer PD. She plotted the journey PD told her Hotch had taken to get to Spencer and the last location they had contact with him.

Rossi had contacted the Mrs Seaver and found out that she had no idea that her daughter was missing. Rossi Knew Ashley would not thank him for it but even so he called her father Charles "The Redmond Ripper" Beauchamp. Rossi explained the circumstance to the Prison warden who then allowed Rossi to speak to Charles. When Rossi had finished telling Beauchamp what happened to Ashley there was a loud bang and shouting. Charles had become enraged and violent.

Reid had stayed in the Ready room with Blake the looked over every line of the Poe poem and also the one written by the UNSUB.

After a few minutes, when he could be sure the rest of the team was busy working Reid went to Penelope's office.

When he walked in the flickering screens took him by surprise they were so bright and images flickered.

"Oh Reid!" Penelope sounded socked to see him.

"Hi Penelope, I just wanted to talk to you." Reassured Reid.

"Sure sugar what's wrong."

"Well I was just wondering, you and Derek talk right?"

"Sure" Penelope sounded suspicious.

"I was just wondering if he has spoken to you?"

"About what?"

"How he feels about me?"

Penelope started to panic had Morgan finally told Reid the truth about his feelings?

"You know about finding out I'm gay?!"

Apparently not.

"Look Reid I think this is something you should talk to Morgan about." Penelope didn't want to be the one stuck in the middle.

She got the feeling that Reid wasn't listening she followed his eye line and saw that he looked at the computer screen behind her.

"Is that Misha?" asked Reid.

"Oh yes sorry!" Penelope pressed a button and the image disappeared.

Reid had been trying so hard to remember what Misha looked like when he was alive that was only just beginning to forget what he looked like dead.

"There were three that we know of." Reid spoke more to himself than to Penelope.

"Three, that number, there is something about three…." Suddenly Reid ran out the door.

Reid reached the ready room, he picked up a pen.

"Hey Reid where did you go?" Blake asked but got no answer instead she watched as Reid whipped the board clean.

She read the words out as Reid wrote them. "John doe 1, john doe2, Misha."

She read the next line. "Reid/Protagonist, Hotch/Raven-,Misha?/Lenore."

"The number three is important but I can't see how Seaver fits into all this."

Both sat there thinking.

"They are the only characters in The Raven?" Asked Blake.

"Ye-no! No the Raven perches on a bust of Pallas!" Reid starts to write again.

Pallas, Zeus, Athena

"But what does that mean?" Blake asked.

"Pallas and Athena were in a duel. Athena is the daughter of Zeus and Pallas was in Zeus's care but when both needed him he chose his own daughter Athena and left Pallas to die."

Suddenly both looked at each other.

"You don't think he means Hotch is Zeus?" Blake's voice shook a little.

"If he is then I think that would make Seaver Pallas. She was in Hotch's care after all, maybe as a boss and not a father but even so."

"That leaves Athena!" Mussed Blake.

"But Hotch doesn't have a daughter."

"No but he does have a son!" As she spoke Blake ran to the door.

They reached the bull Pit just as Morgan appeared with a man in cuffs, he was a little shorter then Morgan, white and with slicked back hair and a British trailered suit and Italian shoes. When the man saw Reid he smiled, showing his bleached white smile.

"Who is this?" Demanded Reid.

"The Raven, pleased to meet you" he answered sticking out his cuffed hand as if to shake Reid's.

Morgan hit his hands way.

"What have you done with him?!" Bellowed Reid.

"Who Hotch?" Asked Morgan.

"No Jack." Reid screeched not even bothering to look at Morgan.

Morgan was about to speak but The Raven spoke first "Finally you understand my clue."

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Morgan had calmed Reid enough to get "The Raven" into the interview room.

Morgan sent JJ and Rossi to conduct the first interview. Reid and Morgan watched from behind a two way mirror.

"So this is our very own WB Yeats." Jeered Rossi.

"He was Irish!" Snapped the Raven.

"And an actual poet!" Added Rossi.

The Raven pulled an angry sneer.

"Where is Jack Hotchner?" Asked JJ coming to the point.

"I want to talk to Spencer Reid."

"Where are Agents Hotchner and Seaver?" Demanded Rossi.

"I will speak only to Doctor Spencer Reid."

This continued, any and all questions put to him were answered in the same way and the Raven never asked for a lawyer.

Eventually Rossi and JJ decided to take a break.

They joined Reid and Morgan in the observation room.

"Well he's determined I'll give him that." Rossi said as he entered the room.

"I don't think it would be a good idea for you to go in there." JJ told Reid.

"What other choice do we have. We have no idea what he has done to Jack. If talking to him saves Jack then I want to talk to him." Reid said heading to the door.

"Not on your own!" Morgan followed Reid out of the room.

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(Hotch's day)

Hotch passed Reid

"Hey did you get a lead?" Asked Spencer as Hotch passed.

"Stay here!" Ordered Hotch roughly.

"Not on active service remember?" Reid called after him as Hotch continued to the lifts.

Hotch repeatedly pressed the lift button, he gave up and ran through the door for the stairs.

When he got to the car park he jumped into his Tahoe and reached to put on his seat belt, Just as he reached over to put his key in the ignition he heard a phone ring.

It wasn't Hotch's phone but the ringing came from inside the car. He opened the glove compartment and there was a disposable phone.

"Hello?!" Hotch answered.

"I must admit you were quick." Laughed the Raven.

"When you reach Spencer hit redial, this phone is programed to only call my number. Oh and don't bother Garcia, she won't be able to track these calls. Better get moving Agent Seaver is looking a little peaky." Again The Raven chuckled.

Hotch started his car and put on the lights, he drove at dangerous speeds.

When he reached the town sign he called the Raven.

"I'm here." Said Hotch angrily.

"Good. Drive to the end of the street, there is a bar called fledglings. They will have a package for you." With that The Raven hung up.

Hotch drove to the pub and went inside.

"I'm Unit Chief Aaron Hotchner of the FBI, I believe you have a package for me?!" Aaron asked showing his badge and then putting it away again.

"Sure!" the tall dark haired barman left the room and came back with an envelope.

Aaron put on latex gloves before taking it.

"Oh man is this some part of a crime? Coz if it is I had nothing to do with it. I mean he dude looked completely normal, well I mean not our usual type of customer but still!" The barman sounded astonished.

"Can you describe the man?" asked Aaron.

"I mean I just remember the suit you know. We deal with college kids mostly so you notice when a suit walks in."

"Thank you." Aaron said as he walked out holding the envelope.

It wasn't enough of a description, and Aaron didn't have time to interview the barman properly he had to save Agent Seaver.

Aaron climbed into the car and slowly opened the envelope which contained keys and instructions.

Dearest Aaron,

You are on your way to Green Bank so you better ditch that federal car, those pesky trackers wreak havoc with Green Bank telescope and we don't want that do we?

Also a quick reminder, do not bring back up. You may rendezvous with LEO's just to have on standby poor Agent Seaver doesn't look so well.

The car is parked behind the bar.

Well come on then, show me just how good an Agent you are and don't forget times a ticking.

The Raven.

Hotch grabbed the keys, envelop and letter he jumped out of the car and ran down the street to the Police station.

Hotch walked through the front doors and took out his badge.

"I'm Unite Chief Aaron Hotchner with the FBI's Behavioural Analectic Unit, may I speak to the officer in charge?" He asked.

After a short explanation of events Hotch hoped they would help.

"So let me jus' see if I un'er stan' you. Der is a serial killer, jus' as free as a daisy up der in Green Bank and not only do you not wan' us to tell dem you wan' to go in solo?" Asked the officer.

"Yes sir, but I would like to have some officers and EMT's on standby if possible." Hotch requested.

"Fella you make it back you can have wha' ever you wan'."

"I've just go to make a phone call." Hotch said dropping the envelop and letter into an evidence bag which a junior officer held open for him, then Hotch walk away.

Hotch stood by the window and took out his phone.

"Penelope?" Hotch's voice filled the room.

"Actually sir the whole team is here." Replied Penelope apologetically.

He told the team where he was going and that they could not contact him.

When he hung up the Captain of the police department came over, the same one he had just been speaking to.

"We are ready." He said fixing his coat.

"What do you mean?" Hotch asked.

Didn't he understand Hotch had to go on his own or Seaver would die.

"We are going to take you to de car and then escor' you to the border." The Captain answered.

When they got to the car park they saw that there was a 1982 AMC Eagle waiting.

Hotch unlocked the door with the keys from the envelope. He started the car and the engine rattled and then hummed.

The LEO's escorted Hotch to the boarder and no further.

They flashed their lights as Hotch crossed the border and Hotch waved out the window.

Now Hotch was on his own, there inside the National Quite Zone he couldn't use his phone, or even turn on the radio. No tracer on the car or back up, if it went sideways it could cost Hotch his life. And though he didn't know it at the time, it could cost Jack's too.