The team made their way to the high school of the latest victim, 17 year old Sierra Stevens. She had shown up for her first two classes the day before, didn't show up for the next two and never returned home. Just like the other victims. Gideon, Aaron, and Spencer went to the high school while the rest of the team went to set up shop at the Aurora Police Department. Aaron and Spencer stood side by side as the principal of the school walked up to Gideon to greet them.

"SSA Gideon with SSA Hotchner and Doctor Reid. Sorry to hear about this happening."

"You guys think you can find her?"

"Based on victimology and the pattern that has presented itself to us… hopefully we'll be able to. We only have a couple of days though…" Spencer murmured as the principal led them to the conference room.

"I gathered her teachers in the subjects you indicated, as requested. How will talking to them help you guys find her?"

"Well they'll know things about her that she'll most likely not share with her parents. If she's like the other girls in personality, then she'll definitely share things with them that her parents would never know." The principal nodded and let them into the room. In the room was 5 teachers, one for each class that she was more than passionate about. Aaron and Spencer looked at each other as they silently took it in. Four males and one female. All looked incredibly distraught.

"This is Agent Gideon, Agent Hotchner, and Doctor Reid. They're with the FBI" the principal introduced.

"Are you here to find Sierra?" one of the teachers asked.

"Yes we are Mr…

"Mr. Sandstone. I'm her chemistry teacher." Spencer sat down as Aaron and Gideon went around meeting everyone.

"And that quiet man over there is Doctor Spencer Reid."
"You're just like her," Alexander, the theatre teacher, said quietly as he studied Spencer.

"What do you mean?" The questioning part began. Aaron sat next to Spencer, his hand on Spencer's knee under the table.

"She was always so quiet. Sure she had her loud moments, when she was hyper and excited. But for the most part she was quiet, introspective. Really intelligent."

"She doesn't have a lot of friends. She knows a lot of people but…"

"Mr. Sandstone?"

"She didn't trust any of them anymore. She once told me she was tired of being used by everyone around her, that it was driving her mad that she was the one that people went to when they had problems to solve or things to tell her but no one was there for her. She was tired of being judged by them."

"Did she have a boyfriend that you guys knew of? We know she didn't talk to her parents a lot. In fact, they said they'd never know if she was dating anyone at all if it weren't for facebook or whatever," Spencer asked as he wrote information down.

"Yeah we all knew when she was seeing someone. She would actually smile."
"She doesn't smile normally."
"She does but it's fake. We all can see through it."

"Mrs. Callister you're her art teacher. What was her art like?"

"It was energetic. Lots and lots of color. It's filled with whatever emotions she's feeling when she works. A lot of the time is a lot of clashing emotions. She and I often didn't see eye to eye on her subjects but she's brilliant at it."

"Alexander what was she like during rehearsals?"

"Well for the most part she sat in the audience or on the very edge of the stage, working on homework or watching the rehearsals. When the sets were up she spent every waking moment painting them."

"Was there ever anyone that came with her to weekend work days? Someone you had never seen before?"

"There was a guy actually. Not that I had ever caught his name though. He brought her food and stuff, spent an hour watching her from the back of the theatre, and then left."

"What'd he look like?"

"Tall. Early to mid 20s. Brown hair. Blue eyes. very pale."

"Did anything strike you as odd about him?"

"Other than his age no."

"Was she ever afraid of him?" Spencer asked, already knowing the answer.

"The last time he came by was on Sunday. She greeted him and stuff like usual, but I could tell she was afraid of him. I didn't leave her alone with him at all. He always stayed in my sights, and so did she." Everyone was staring at Alexander.

"You know… I saw him around the school a couple of times. Seemed to know everyone. He followed Sierra around a few times. Didn't see him at all this week though…" the english teacher muttered.

"So the students know him as well?"

"It looks like it."
"The unsub you think?" Spencer asked Aaron. Aaron nodded. It was quiet and Gideon was on the phone with Garcia in a flash. Everyone shifted and Aaron said to the teachers,

"Thank you. We'll be in touch if we need more help." The teachers got up then and started filing out of the room. But Alexander and Mr. Sandstone stayed behind for a moment.
"Please find her."

"We're trying to."

"We know but… we don't want to have to go to her funeral. It'd be devestating. A lot of people ignored her and if she was to be found dead they'd claim to be her best friend. She'd hate that. We were her real friends, even though we are her teachers. How could we go to a funeral crowded with people that didn't really know her?" Spencer and Aaron didn't know how to respond and then Alexander and Mr. Sandstone left without a goodbye.

"Alexander sort of fits the unsub's description. But he's not the unsub."
"Why do you say that Spencer?"

"Because you can't fake that emotion. He's a theatre teacher sure but that was real."

"What about any of them?"
"They all have classes then. And it's likely that they didn't know the other victims. I think it's someone all the victims know."

"Well let's check in to see if any of them have had substitute teachers on the days that the girls went missing just in case."

"Already on that. Checking in on Alexander's background, just in case, too."
"We have to find her." Spencer seemed distressed.

"You okay Spence?"

"Yeah I'm fine. I'm just remembering… I was exactly like Sierra, except for the art and theatre part and the age part, in high school. I was like the other girls. Except… no teacher cared like this about me. I'm glad that there are teachers that care for her and the other girls." Aaron pulled Spencer into a hug as Gideon left.

"We'll find her okay?" Spencer nodded against Aaron's shoulder. A quick kiss was shared between the two of them and then they followed Gideon out of the room and down the hallway. They had 2 and a half days to find Sierra before she ended up in a grave like the rest of the girls did.