Sorry for the long gap again. On a bit off a downer with life, and haven't felt like writing. But it's Christmas and perfect chapter posting time.
Disclaimer – Don't own Criminal Minds guys.
The BAU sat in the plane trying to piece together what they knew. Sadly their minds were more preoccupied by what they didn't know.
Finally Morgan broke the silence. "Is anyone beginning to be a little bit freaked out by this Gideon thing?" .
Hotch looked up from the files piled on the table. Rossi returned with a cup of coffee in his hand to stand behind Morgan. "Shall I bother saying it's a coincidence?".
Prentiss through her hand up in the air, "Maybe we could write off the Chaplin thing, but the fingerprints?".
"Hotch, do you know where Gideon is?" Morgan asked.
Hotch regretted what he had to say. "No. He hasn't contacted me in a long time". They all went silent. The pilot told them they were landing and they all took their seats, ready for a storm of new questions...
... Reid couldn't think of anything but the pain in his leg. He was glad. Anything to keep his mind of what was really happening. Something to take his mind of this game. And the fact that he had endangered Garcia's life.
"Reid, you alright?", Garcia said looking at him concerned.
Reid looked up from the leaves at Garcia's face. She looked sad. But not because of the situation she was in, but for him. Reid thought how amazing she was. Even after being kidnapped and tossed out of a helicopter, she still was too busy caring about him then herself.
"I'm fine", Reid mumbled.
"Does fine in Reid world mean not fine", she said loping her arm around his. Reid looked down at her, reluctantly smirked and carried on walking.
It was Garcia who saw it first. Her abrupt stop made Reid realises it as well. A house. A small, run-down, classic horror movie creepy house had appeared in front of them. They looked at each other and nodded. With Garcia holding on to him rather tightly, they walked towards the house.
"This is exactly the moment I would be screaming at the idiot's not to go in to the big, scary, axe-wielding psychopaths house".
Reid hadn't seen many movies but he must agree. This was definitely that moment. The fear of what was coming was in their very bones. "I know. But this UnSub leaves nothing to chance. He wanted me to find this house for a reason".
"He wanted us to find it", Garcia corrected him.
"Garcia I think you should stay here. It's my fault you're here and it's me he wants' to play with". With these words Reid let go and turned away from his friend. His plan to get away however did not go smoothly as Garcia gave him a slight push.
"Listen to me genius. If you think I'm letting one of my babies in to a creepy house alone you have another thing coming". Reid didn't even bother. Allowing Garcia to loop her arm around his again they walked towards the house...
...What is this? This is so satisfying. I'm so glad he hasn't disappointed me. I feel him getting closer. If I wasn't mistaken I'd say I was feeling happy...
...Hotch answered the phone quickly. "Kevin!".
"Have you heard anything?"
"No. Have you?", Hotch said. Not meaning to be abrupt but there was no time to explain all this to Kevin.
"Yes. I ran everything in everything I could. All I found was 23years ago a couple, Charlie and Emily Churchill, were murdered in their sleep. He was a vicar and she was a musician".
"Address!"
"I've sent it to your PDA".
"Thanks Kevin".
"Hotch, Find Penelope"
It was a long drive of Silence for the BAU. No one had anything to say. The confusion and concern for their colleagues was consuming their minds.
"How far Hotch?".
Morgan's question was not answered however, as suddenly the BAU's world exploded. The windows by Rossi and Prentiss smashed in and showered them with glass. The metal under Rossi crumpled like a tin can crushing his legs, and causing him to yell out in pain. They could feel the car sliding along the mud by the truck that had hit them. The car continued to slide and suddenly turned over. .5. The car filled with glass, grass and blood. Finally coming to a stop on its roof. The car destroyed and their bodies smashed.
Not one member of the BAU moved. Silence...
... Reid and Garcia pushed open the stiff door and stepped inside the silent house. Reid shivered as he felt cobwebs cover his face. He felt Garcia push against me, and he reached for her hand. They edged further in to the abandoned house. Dust covered the floors, and their light footsteps left a trail. Reid could feel the dust stinging his eyes, and filling his nose.
Reid didn't notice the floorboard sticking out, and caught his foot on it. Before he could stop himself he stumbled and fell to the floor. He yelled out as the pain in his leg increased. Not really hearing Garcia he felt through his pants at his injury. Looking at his hand he could see how much he was bleeding. He could hear Garcia asking if he was alright, but it was as from a long tunnel.
Then something jump started his mind. A bang from above them. Garcia went silence, and Reid pulled himself off the floor, biting his lip to stop himself screaming. Grasping hands again, the pair edged up the stairs. Luckily they were not to creaky, and the profiler hoped they would not be noticed, though he doubted there was anything this UnSub didn't know. When they reached the top floor only one door was ajar. Reid gestured for Garcia to stay where she was and moved towards the door. The second he was over the threshold a metal grate came down across the door locking him inside, plunging him in to total darkness. Reid furiously banged on the door, and he could hear Garcia banging on the other side.
Suddenly Garcia stooped. And he heard her scream. Reid banged harder, feeling his hands start to bleed. Then the light came on. Reid felt cold. His breathing was deep. He slowly turned around, and despite himself he felt his body start to shake. The young profiler almost fell down as he viewed what was in the room. And who was there with him...
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