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So far Garcia had nothing on Gideon's whereabouts. It was so frustrating that she couldn't stand it.
She was working feverishly on the computer when Morgan walked in.
"Please tell me you have something."
Garcia sighed, "Sorry Derek…Gideon has fallen off the grid…unless he makes himself visible…he is untraceable."
Morgan sighed, "I may not have known Reid for long…but he's like a little brother to me…I just can't understand why Gideon became like this."
Garcia had tears in her eyes, "Me too…how did it come to this?"
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Spencer was in the room, coughing up the water he just drank. He knew he wasn't getting any better.
He could barely talk let alone scream. His throat hurt so bad he felt like talons were scratching his throat every time he tried to scream.
He tried to think of something or anything to signal someone he was here, but the room was made of solid concrete and the door was steel. It was like a cellar or something.
Then Spencer thought of something, "Wait…a cellar…that must mean a house above him."
Spencer pounded on the ceiling but he heard no footsteps. Come to think of it, he heard no one above him for what felt like days. "The house must be empty" thought Spencer.
Spencer laid down on the mattress and fell asleep again. He had a feeling of dread through him that he would never be found.
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"I FOUND HIM" shouted Garcia.
Hotch and Morgan rushed into her office. "WHERE IS HE" shouted Morgan.
"He's in a small town in the Georgia. He just rented out a motel room for the night."
"Let's get everyone ready and catch him" shouted Morgan.
Hotch stood still, "What are you waiting for Hotch."
"…Something doesn't feel right. Why would he let this go on so long? He knows were chasing him and we will catch him, so why go on?"
Morgan stopped too, "Do you think he has something else up his sleeve?"
Hotch nodded, "That's exactly what I think you and the rest of the team go to Georgia. I'll stay here and look into this more with Garcia."
Morgan left to round up the rest of the team.
"Garcia, I need you to look up anything that is under Gideon's name."
Garcia typed quickly. "Nothing really…but he did make a withdraw a few years ago of about thirty thousand dollars."
Hotch thought for a moment, "…The cabin."
"What" asked Garcia.
"I remember Gideon owns a cabin in the woods a couple of miles out of town. Can you find an address?"
Garcia typed quickly again and found something.
"A cabin was bought six years ago by a undisclosed name. It's in a remote area with only one road o get there."
"I need an address. I'll get a swat team and a warrant." He rushed out as Garcia worked to get the address.
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Spencer vision was blurry now. He could hardly breathe. His body ached from head to toe.
"I'm going to die here" he thought.
He closed his eyes again. He lay on the mattress completely motionless and barely alive.
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