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I distrust those people who know so well what God wants them to do, because I notice it always coincides with their own desires" – Susan B Anthony

Chapter 10

Garcia walked back into the conference room, a steaming mug coffee in her hands. She handed it to Reid who was sitting on the sofa, his legs pulled up to his chest.

"Here you go boy wonder." She said softly to him. He turned towards her, a small smile playing on his lips as he gratefully accepted the mug.

"Thanks Garcia." He replied quietly. She smiled back and took a seat next to him.

"Will the team be back soon?" He asked looking up at her.

"I don't know sweetie," Was all she could say. Reid just nodded and sipped at his coffee.

Penelope was at a loss as to what to tell Reid. She considered herself lucky that Reid was still recuperating after the nightmare he had, and was not asking questions that she couldn't explain yet.

She almost cringed at the guilt the followed that thought. Thanking the night terrors that had bought Reid to tears. She almost slapped herself for it. She ended that train of thought by taking in Reid's appearance. Her guilt only doubled.

His skin was pale. Way too pale than what was considered healthy for the nationally light skinned agent. His light coloring only made the dark, bruise like shadows under his eyes more pronounced. His hair was tangled from sleep and a few strands clung to his face with the layer of sweat that covered his skin. His shirt was crumpled and creased from the tossing and turning his night terror had caused, as well as the top button what was now undone. He was still shaking slightly, though he tried to hide it. All in all, Reid was a mess! She may have promised that she would say silent about the dream but it did not take a profiler to tell that he did not have a peaceful slumber.

Garcia bit her bottom lip. Should she tell him? Reid was already in shock now, but would it be better to tell him about the connection before Reid got his bearings and asked? Should she wait for the others? They would have more information then and maybe they could help soothe him. Also, the full team would be there to give him support. Yes, she would wait and try to put off Reid's questions as long as possible. But how would she distract Reid until the team came...?

"Garcia?" Reid's voice interrupted her anxious pondering.

Garcia's attention immediately snapped to Reid. "Yes my dove?"

Reid looked at her questioningly. "You're staring at me..."

Garcia just realized she had been staring at Reid while deep in thought. "Oh, sorry sweetie. I was just thinking."

"Is it about what the team are looking at? What are they doing anyway?" He asked, turning to her with curiosity.

Garcia's thoughts raced in her panic. 'Not good, he's asking questions! I knew he would. why does my G-man always have to be so curious!...Think Garcia...think a way to distract him... coffee...he's already got one…umm…food…no he'll see right though it...I can't lie, he'll won't buy whatever I say and he'll be suspicious if he finds out I'm hiding something...think Garcia, think ... GOT IT!'

"No, I was thinking about how the team would react to seeing you like this." Garcia felt guilty but knew it was the best way to avoid questions.

"What? What do you mean?" He asked, alarmed at the thought of the team judging him and confused as to what the technical analyst might mean.

"You look a mess honey." She said softly as she gently led him off the sofa to the unisex bathroom. Reid looked confused until they entered and she lead him to a large mirror.

Reid was about to ask Garcia what she was doing but then caught sight of his disheveled appearance in the large mirror and was stunned into silence. 'Wow, I am a mess!'

Garcia took note of Reid's stunned expression, and was positive she put off the questions for a little while at least. She put a comforting hand on his shoulder and mumbled, "Don't worry sweet cheeks; I'll have you looking all dapper again in no time."

A smile played on the corner of Reid's lips as Garcia started to mess with his hair.

Back at Garcia's office, the team was trying to block out the screaming coming from Adam and Maria Wallflower as the unsub started to speak.

"No one can escape God!" The figure looked up at the camera. He was standing next to the bed that the Wallflowers were bound to. He wore a black hoodie with the hood pulled up to conceal his identity. His voice was even and deep and he seemed to be completely calm when he spoke.

"They can run and hide, but you can never escape." He started to walk around the room as he spoke. His seemed to be directing his speech to the Wallflowers, but his voice was raised so that the video equipment could easily pick it up.

"We will follow what God has told us and punish those he sees fit!" His voice was now at a yell as he pulled out a knife from his jean pocket and approached the restrained couple.

"There is no escape!" His voice crackled through the speakers as he stood right next to the Wallflowers.

"We will cleanse the world of all sinners! Mark my words, there is no way out once God has spoken!" He raised his knife, ignoring the Wallflowers as they begged and screamed in pain and terror.

"THIS IS GODS WILL!" He screeched as he brought the knife down, forever silencing the newly wedded couple.

There as a long silence before he turned to the camera and spoke again. "You know who you are. You now why the Lord and the angels the follow him have sent me to send you back to hell. There is no escape. You cannot run!" He pointed at the camera as he spoken the next words, sounding calm but dark.

"I'm coming for you." The screen went black but the promise seemed to echo through the building. Silence filled the air.

Reid fought back a shiver. Something bad was going to happen, he could feel it. He turned his attention towards the window, trying to ignore the bad feeling that continued to creep into his stomach. It was just started to rain and the sky was filled with dark clouds.

"There's a storm coming." He mumbled out loud. Garcia turn her attention to the window and followed Reid's gaze.

"Yeah, it's looking bad." She replied, frowning at the dark clouds.

"It's only going to get worse." Spencer added, no longer knowing if he was talking about the weather or his instinct anymore.