The SUV jolted slightly as they sped over a speed bump. Reid swayed in the back with the movements of the car but Rossi and Morgan sat perfectly still in the front. "Right and they've got him in custody now?" Rossi said, Reid glanced over at him for a second and saw his phone pressed to his ear so he looked back out the window. "Jack what? Fayhee? Alright" Rossi said then hung up the phone and turned to Morgan.

"Who was that?" Morgan said as he stole a glance at Rossi then looked straight back at the busy traffic.

"Hotch. He got separated at the traffic lights a few blocks back, he wants us to go ahead to the station and interview an Irish mob; he's called Easter's cell phone twelve times in six hours. Boston PD says he's low level but the Irish mob has long standing ties with the IRA. He wants us to see if we can get any information on Prentiss" Rossi said and glanced back at Reid before staring at his window.

Morgan nodded slightly and slowly increased the car's speed as he changed route and took a left to the police department. As soon as they were pulling into the parking lot Rossi and Morgan were unbuckling and getting ready to jump out once the car was parked. Reid took a second longer to see what they were doing then mimicked their behaviours.

When the car stopped the two front car doors swung open, the back left one slightly after. Rossi and Morgan jumped out and made a quick, confident walk towards the door, Reid just behind them as he played with his messenger bag strap.

"You must be the FBI guys, right?" said a middle aged man as they were escorted to a busy room with interview rooms leading off from it.

"I'm SSA Rossi; this is SSA Morgan and Dr. Reid. Our unit chief SSA Hotchner and special agent Seaver have gone to pick up a suspect from the Boston airport and should be here soon. Which way is Fayhee's interview room?" Rossi said in his calm, confident voice.

"Uh, this way… are you all going in?" he said as he stopped at the furthest door and glanced at a door a few meters away that led to the other side of the interrogation room.

"No, Morgan's going to observe from the other side to see if he can pick up on anything we miss… Come on, Reid" Rossi said as he opened the room to Fayhee. Morgan raised an eyebrow but Rossi was already closing the door behind them, Reid even sucked in a breath of air when he heard what Rossi said.

You here to bring me a smoke?" Fayhee called to them as they walked in. Rossi smiled as they went into interview mode; it was easy for the team to switch of what was happening in their personal life from all the years of practice.

"Why've you been calling Easter's cell phone so much, Jack?" Rossi asked as he leant against a wall and Reid mimicked his movements.

"You got a smoke for me, beanpole?" Fayhee asked as he gestured to Reid.

"What do you think?" Rossi said quietly as he turned to Reid and ignored Fayhee.

"Narcissism hiding deep seated insecurity" Reid said back as he glanced over at Fayhee then back to Rossi.

"So, what? We hit a nerve and he'll be talking for hours?" Rossi asked as he took the part of the profiler who asked all the questions, the one who brought it home by showing others what was obvious to profilers.

Reid raised his eyebrows and turned his body to Fayhee as a way to confirm what Rossi had said and gave the faintest of smiles.

"Come on, Jack. We know about the calls… it isn't going to be long before we know everything else, too. Tell us now… we might be able to cut you a tasty deal where hood rats like you get treated nicely" he said, his voice taking a sickly sweet tone towards the end.

"I ain't no hood rat!" Fayhee yelled, as he backed away from Rossi who was now leaning over him with his hand on the table directly in front of him.

Rossi gave a little laugh and walked away from him while taking a few steps towards Reid. "This one just doesn't get it, does he, Reid?" Rossi said and laughed again.

Reid smiled and nodded as he played along with Rossi.

"Alright, alright" Fayhee said as he suddenly felt the pressure building in the room from the silence. "Clyde was gonna pay my medical bills, this ear?" he said pointing to his bloody, bandaged ear. "It ain't growing back"

"What happened to it?" Reid said as he stepped forward and sat down on the chair opposite Fayhee.

"This bitch took a shot at it. Said it was a warning" he spat with anger and leant back in his chair. "She thought she could take on an IRA big shot- Doyle" Reid's face dropped and he got up from the chair and walked closer to Fayhee. "So I called Easter and told him-" Fayhee continued but Rossi roughly grabbed his ear and yanked it so he would look at him.

"Where's Prentiss" Rossi said through gritted teeth as he yanked on Fayhee's ear harder.

"Ahhh! Who? I don't know who you're talking about!" Fayhee whimpered as Reid pushed Rossi off Fayhee and came close to his face.

"Lauren Reynolds. Where's Lauren Reynolds" Reid said as he tried to hold in his emotions.

"Oh" Fayhee said as his grimace turned into a grin. "Friend of yours is she?" He said and sat back in his chair, satisfied with himself.

"You tell me where she is right now or, I promise you, I'll send you to a prison where they'll teach you the meaning of a hood rat" Rossi said through gritted teeth as he got close to Fayhee's face.

"And by the time you do, she'll be in pieces" he said and smiled even more. "So, my price just went up"

"I swear to God-" Reid said and pushed the table clean away from Fayhee so he could get even closer to his face.

"Reid" Rossi called as he sharply pulled the interview door open then slammed it shut once they were both out leaving Fayhee sitting smugly.