Title: The Unknown Threat

Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds

Summary: A new danger is closing in on one of their own. While investigating a new string of deaths, truths with come out. Sequel to "The Mysterious Dr. Reid" and "Physics Magic…Bullet".

A/N: Hey guys. I promised so here it is! A new chapter. Welcome back kick ass Reid. Hope you all enjoy. Please review if you love it!

Chapter 10

Gray approached the door to the holding room with the "company" doctor following closely behind him. He grinned as he thought of the great job he had done. Sure, things had gotten a bit messy with the accident, but overall he had accomplished his mission for the boss. There was sure to be a promotion for him in all of this. Maybe he could become Mr. Pearson's right-hand-man. Continuing to grin, he slid open a small slat in the door and looked in at the good doctor.

What he saw was the young man crumpled on the ground, unmoving.

"Shit," He said quietly and quickly moved to unlock the door. Had his injuries been worse than he thought? Maybe he was bleeding internally? Either way, the boss will be pissed he we did all this for nothing.

Throwing back the door, he ran up to the downed man, leaving the jittery physician standing in the door way. Crouching down, Gray touched the neck of the young man looking for a pulse. The next few minutes remain a blur in his memory.

Reid waited until he felt cold fingers on his neck, then he grabbed the wrist of the hand on his throat with his good arm and with lightning fast movement swung his legs forward into the back of Gray's feet. The movement pushed him backwards off the balls of his feet, knocking the back of his head against the ground and blinding him momentarily. Reid was on his feet instantly.

Reid looked up and saw the physician running from the room. He kicked the chair he had just been sitting in through the door. It slammed into the pitiful man, knocking him over. Reid chuckled lightly that it had actually worked.

Gray was attempting to get to his feet to fight back, but Reid still had him by the wrist. Reid slammed his elbow into the man's face, sending blood running from his nose and effectively knocking him out. Reid cringed as pain ran down that elbow into his broken lower arm. Definitely got to get that looked at, Reid thought. The entire scene had played out in less than twenty seconds.

Strolling leisurely down the hallway, Reid grabbed a wrist of the doctor and pulled him back into the little room. He was grateful that the long dark hallway was a good sound buffer to the rest of the facility. He grabbed the handcuffs that were still apart of Gray's uniform and cuffed one to Gray's wrist and the other to the doctor's wrist. The cuffs were put through a pipe running along the wall with a narrow gap in between, pinning the two unconscious men to the wall. Reid didn't like to kill people if he didn't have to. He pulled the gun from Gray's hip and tucked it in his waist band. He checked their pockets, removing cell phones and a military grade pocket knife. He liked the knife, much quieter than a gun.

Reid finally let himself exhale a shaky breath. He was confident in all he had been taught, but he rarely had to actually use it out in the field. He smiled to himself as he shut and locked the heavy door behind him.

Still cradling his broken arm, he observed the dim hallway and saw the only other door on the floor, which he had noted earlier. He had already guessed what that room was: the server room, and figured a stop there before leaving the building was in store. He quietly passed through the door like a shadow, leaving the hallway as if nothing had happened.

~CRIMINAL MINDS~

Morgan was sitting at his desk in the bullpen, staring at his friend's desk in shock. The thought that it would no longer be occupied by the walking encyclopedia paralyzed him. There had to have been something he could have done. He should have fought harder when they came to get Reid.

Suddenly a colorful blur ran past his desk as he saw Garcia heading for Hotch in the conference room. When she stopped, he could still see the lines on her face from the mascara and tears through the window, but he could also see determination. She was talking quickly to Hotch and began keying something up to the wide screen. He stood to find out what had happened, but Hotch beat him to it.

"Everyone in the conference room," Hotch said and retreated back inside.

Confusion mixed into their grief as they assembled around the table. Garcia appeared to be buzzing and window after window appeared on the large television in the room.

"What's going on, Baby Girl?" Morgan asked flatly. He couldn't put his smile into it at a time like this.

She didn't smile either like she normally did or address them as her babies. She just started quietly, "I was angry and upset in my office and determined to rip apart Pearson's life however I could. I had gotten to his last divorce papers when a random link appeared on my computer."

Startled, Rossi asked, "Someone tried to hack you?"

"No, it was a breadcrumb," she said as still more things popped up on the computer screen. Pictures of people, financial documents, shipping records.

"For what?" Prentiss asked. No one was keeping up with Garcia.

"Someone inside Black Heart created an invisible back door," she couldn't keep the excitement out of her voice now.

"A mole inside the company…somebody grow a conscience?," Rossi asked.

"A back door? What is that Garcia?" Morgan asked.

"The link was sent through a secure connection that re-directs through a different location every 3 seconds, making it untraceable and invisible from there end. It gives me access to the server not only for Black Heart, but New Peace as well." She actually smiled through her tears. "We got him…It's all there. Every piece of data for both companies, neatly linked together and with Pearson's name tied up on top like a bow. The door is small and they can't tell I'm accessing it. We have surprise on our side."

Everyone in the room smiled and Morgan leaned on the table, "So we have enough to get this guy?"

"Yep, we have enough to make him someone's prison bitch for a hundred years."

Hotch stilled looked serious, but the others could tell he also felt relieved in the way his shoulder fell, "Did you get a location for the server? It's likely their other base of operations."

She wiped a tear from her eye and looked at her family in the eyes, "Yes, sir. Who ever created the door only blinded things from their side."

Hotch simply said, "Let's go." Like a group of avengers, they set out to arrest the son-of-a-bitch that took their friend from them.

Thanks for reading! Hope to bring another installment soon. Remember to leave a review.

~M~