Chapter one-Part two

We promise according to our hopes, and perform according to our fears ~Francois duc de la Rochefoucauld

"And you have no idea where this came from?" asked Gideon through the interpreter.

"The secretary got it in the mail and it just seem really weird,"said Lacey the interpreter after Catherine was finished signing.

"Well it seems to be a weird day all around for everyone," said Gideon. He looked really aggravated and Catherine asked Lacey.

"Did I upset him somehow? Spencer told me to come here and talk to him."

"She thinks your upset with her," said Lacey.

"I'm upset with the whole mess that is going on right now. Have you noticed anyone following you or Reid? Odd packages, random phone calls that hang up?"

"I lead a very boring life Mr. Gideon. I teach high school kids French and maybe go out with Spencer once in awhile. Other than that nothing is going on in my life. Things have finally quieted down now since the hostage issue a few months ago. I don't know anyone who sends heads or notes like this," said Lacey after Catherine was done.

Gideon looked at the young woman and frowned. This had nothing to do with her, she was a pawn in some sort of game she had no understanding of. Like Sarah. He tried very hard to keep Sarah away from this part of his life and it got mailed to his door.

"I need you to stay here until Spencer gets back."

"I can't go home?" asked Catherine.

"Please explain to her that if this person knows where she works he knows where she sleeps and it might not be safe right now." Lacey turned to Catherine and started signing and Gideon watched her face get pale and frightened. Catherine nodded and signed to Lacey.

"She wants to talk to Dr. Reid when he gets in," said Lacey. Before Gideon could answer his phone rang.

"Frank Giles is dead," said Hotch.

"So our only lead is dead," snapped Gideon. Catherine watched the older man's body language get more and more distressed as the phone call went on. He finally slammed the phone down and looked at Catherine and Lacey clearly forgetting they were in the room.

"I have to go to a crime scene and I'm going to have Reid meet us there and when he gets back you can talk to him briefly. We need him on this as soon as possible." Catherine nodded and Gideon took off. Catherine looked at Lacey.

"What the hell is going on?"

"A bad day at the BAU."

…...

Reid had barely got off the plane when Garcia called to tell him that the body of Frank Giles, the man they suspected of killing a man in Jamaica and sending his head to Gideon in the Sates was now dead. Catherine had gone right to Gideon and was now at the BAU office. Why her...why use her to get a message to me...how did they find her. It caused a knot to form in Reid's stomach to think that somebody could have been stalking him and Catherine. That they would use her to get to him.

When he got to the crime scene it was one of the freakiest crime scenes he had ever seen and that was after being a profiler for almost three years. The man Reid could only assume to be Frank Giles was dead in the center of the room on a bed with a sword sticking out of his chest. Extreme role playing gone wrong, thought Reid. He looked at the wall and the message of blood. Here thy quest doth truly begin. Hotch and others were trying to figure out what 'the hour be none' was and Reid figured he should step in.

"It's three P.M. " They all looked at him confused to how he got there. "Garcia told me where to find you guys."

"Three P.M?" asked Gideon.

"It's medieval," explained Reid. "The days used to be broken into hourly intervals. The canonical hours of breviary. Prime: six A.M. Terse: nine A.M, sect:12 noon. None 3 pm and vesper:six P.M."

"Reid do not ever go away again," said Elle.

"It explains the change in language," said Gideon.

"Well it's almost five P.M now so do we wanna leave this in for tomorrow afternoon?" asked Morgan.

"Not unless we can block out some of the sun. Do you have any spot lights?" Reid asked the crime tech. She went out to her car to get them. When she came back they had drawn the curtains half way down and she handed Reid a flashlight.

"Will that work?" she asked.

"Perfectly." Reid went across the room and turned the flashlight on and made if cast a shadow on the opposite wall. "Ok this is a five o' clock shadow and Morgan follow the shadow as a I move the light higher." They came to a spot on the wall that had been hallowed out.

"I'm in a freaking Indiana Jones movie" muttered Elle as Morgan ripped the wallpaper aside to find an old jewelry box. They found that it was locked.

"The youngest holds the key," muttered Gideon and Reid started fishing through his pockets until he found the key in question. The box opened and it reminded him of an old music box his grandmother had when he was boy.

"Schubert," said Gideon. " The Trout Quintet." Reid pulled a note out the box and started to read.

"Never would it be night, but always clear day to any man's sight."

"Well that was worth it," snapped Elle.

"Look at the lid at the little tab under the lid," said Gideon. Morgan pulled the tab and out came a lock of blonde hair and a DVD labeled: Thy Quest. The hair was quickly bagged and they headed out with the DVD back to the BAU.

…...

The DVD was a message from the Un-Sub,explaining how they had to find the girl and finish the quest to save her life. They had one rule to follow and that was no outside help only the team could play. He has no problem bring our outside life into his game, thought Reid. The board now had the note Catherine was given, but it made no sense to him.

Gideon stomped out the room after the DVD and Hotch followed him.

"He's really pissed off," said Morgan. Someone knocked on the door and Reid recognized Lacey one of the interpreters from the BAU.

"I'm sorry to brother you Dr. Reid, but Agent Gideon told Ms. Dueringer that you would explain what was going on when you got here and she's been waiting for a few hours now."

"Guys can I have a minute?" asked Reid.

"Go talk to her," said JJ. Reid left the room and Elle turned to Morgan.

"Ok one minute of distraction. Are her and Reid dating?"

"He says no, but you look at his body language it tells a whole different story," said Morgan.

Reid walked down the hall and spotted Hotch with Haley down in the bull pen handing him something. Hotch's body language changed and he ushered Haley into a side office. Reid felt that knot go as he walked into the room were Catherine had been waiting for him. A good queen keeps the knight focused on the task at hand.

"Did you like your vacation?" asked Catherine once the door had been shut.

"I've had better," admitted Reid.

"What is going on Spencer...Gideon told me this guy knows where I live and that it's not safe for me to go home." She went to sign more, but got flustered and just balled her hands up in her lap. Reid took a seat across from her.

"Someone is using the team for a game of some sort, a quest he calls it to save a girl's life." Catherine looked at him confused.

"What...what does this have to do with me?" she asked.

"He used you to get a message to me."

"Why me and what message?" Because you're one of the normal things I have outside this job and I don't know what he's trying to tell me, thought Reid.

"I don't know but..." Before Reid could finish his thought, Hotch came in.

"Reid can I speak with you?"

"I'll be right back." He left the room and Hotch shut the door. He handed Reid a piece of paper with several lines of numbers

"This was just delivered to my house by either the Un-Sub or someone working for him. I need you and the others to figure out what this means. I'm having Haley and Jack moved to a safe hotel for the time being, I suggest you tell Catherine she's going too with Lacey and another agent." Reid felt that knot take a firm hold him and his grip on the paper tightened.

"Just give me a few minutes," said Reid and he went back into the office.

"What happened? Did someone else die?" Reid sat back down across from her.

"We're going to send you with Lacey and another agent to a safe hotel until this case is over with. Hotch's wife and son are also going." Catherine went super pale and bit her lip.

"This is one of the really bad ones right."

"Yeah, but I promise that it's going to be ok and I'll come get you the second this is done." She nodded and Reid leaned over and kissed her quickly on the forehead.

"Promise you'll stay safe...something about this just seems so off and I can tell you think so too." Her grandmother once told me that they named her after Catherine of Aragon...the good queen keeps the knight focused on the task.

"I will. I promise." Lacey and one of the newer agents, Agent Brownwell came in.

"We need her to come with us now Dr. Reid," said Brownwell. Catherine looked at them and nodded.

"You can do this. I know you can. I think the maiden is in very good hands." She gave Spencer a hug and followed Lacey and Brownwell out the door. He watched her go, her walk was calm and controlled and he wondered if Catherine of Aragon left the palace of Henry the VIII this calmly. The good queen keeps the knight focused on the task at hand...thank you for giving me more focus. Reid looked down at the paper in his hand and headed to the room where Derek, Elle and JJ were looking over everything. Reid tacked this new clue on the board and got a cup of coffee. He was going to need this for focus too.