They walked into the police station, and joined the rest of the team.
"We're fairly certain that the unsub works at St. Joseph's." said Hotch. "Garcia has some information for us."
They all looked at the laptop that had Garcia's web cam on it.
"So I was searching news articles that cross-referenced St. Joseph's. And I find this article on a scrub tech, named Larry Winters, whose wife Lois disappeared four years ago. She was never found. I don't know about you guys, but I think that sounds somewhat suspicious. And, according to the hospital records, he was put on unpaid suspension for two weeks about a month before she disappeared."
"Thanks, Garcia," said Hotch. "We'll follow up on it."
He looked around the table. "Greer," he said.
"Yes, sir," she replied.
"You have experience with hospital surgeries and personnel," he stated.
"I do," she replied.
You, and Morgan and Reid, will go to St. Joseph's and ask about Larry Winters. Prentiss and Rossi will go to his house. I'll stay here with JJ to co-ordinate," he stated.
"Yes, sir," she responded.
Morgan, Reid, and Greer were on their way to St. Joseph's.
"What can you tell us that might help?" Morgan asked.
"Well, scrub techs help set up the room, assist with the surgeries, and clean up afterwards," Lia said.
"So if he's at work, he's most likely in the surgery area right now?"
"Yes. It was probably very easy for him to steal equipment and drugs. They'll keep very close track of the narcotics, but non-controlled medications aren't watched as closely."
They arrived at the hospital. They entered the front, and there was a woman wearing a hospital badge waiting for them.
She walked towards them, and asked, "You're the FBI agents?"
"Yes, I'm SSA Morgan, and this is Dr. Reid and Dr. Greer," replied Morgan.
"Doctors? Really?" she sounded confused.
"I'm a pharmacist," responded Lia.
"I'm not a medical doctor either," added Reid.
"Okay, then," the woman shrugged, "I'm Betsy Summers, the CNO at St. Joseph's. I still can't believe you think one of our employees is a serial killer."
"It's not an easy thing to think about, that you might be working with a serial killer. Is Larry Winters working in surgery today?" asked Morgan.
"Yes, he's scheduled there. I'll take you right there so you can take him for questioning, or whatever it is you do," she walked off quickly, and they followed behind.
They entered an elevator, and went to the fourth floor. The doors opened, and to their left was a set of double doors with "Surgery - no admittance" posted in red above them. The doors automatically opened as they approached, and Betsy Summers entered quickly. She walked to a desk across from a set of screens that had the list of the day's surgeries on them.
"Marsha?" she asked to get the attention of the woman behind the desk. "These are the FBI agents. Is Larry Winters available to come up here?"
"Larry?" Marsha sounded surprised. "He just went past here like he was in a big hurry. He said he had to get something out of his car."Morgan and Reid looked at each other. "Did someone tell him there were FBI agents here?" demanded Morgan.
"Well, we called up here to let them know you were coming." responded Summers weakly.
"Everyone would have known about that two minutes after you called," said Lia.
"Where do your employees park? We might still be able to catch him," snapped Morgan.
The desk clerk said, "Go down that elevator, or the stairs right next to it, and go to your right. You'll come out the employee entrance, and the parking garage is just beyond that."Morgan was gone almost before she stopped talking, with Reid and Greer right behind him. They ran down the stairs, and down the hall, nearly running down a pair of people talking in the hall. They burst out the door, and ran towards the parking garage. There were two openings where cars could exit. Morgan ran towards one and shouted, "Reid, go check that exit!"
Reid started that direction, and was startled as Lia ran past him. "Lia, watch out!" he yelled, hoping she wasn't going to do something dangerous.
As she neared the exit, a white Taurus came barreling out of the garage. Lia was already in the street, and she stopped, trying to turn around.
"Shit!" yelled Reid, as he ran as fast as he could. The car was headed right towards her, and the driver sped up. Reid reached the edge of the street, and desperately grabbed for Lia's arm. His hand closed around her forearm, and he yanked her back just as the car sped past. He pulled hard enough that she fell into him, and they both fell on the ground.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Morgan running past, gun drawn, after the car speeding away.
"Lia!" he reached over and pulled her around to look at her. "Are you okay?"
Her eyes were huge, and she started shaking, "I felt the bumper touch my leg. Holy shit, that maniac almost killed me!" She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Then she looked up at Reid. He looked concerned, one hand stretched slightly out towards her. Without considering what she was doing, she reached over and put her hand on his face.
"You saved my life, Spencer," then she leaned in and kissed him. "Thank you."
He was too surprised by the kiss to say anything for a minute. Then he said, his voice wavering slightly, "You're welcome."
Lia stood up and looked down the street. Reid looked also, and they both saw Morgan standing in the middle of the road, his phone up to his ear, facing the direction the speeding car had gone. Lia offered Reid her hand, and said, "I'm sorry I fell on you. You're not hurt, I hope?" He took her hand, and stood up. "No, I'm fine. You said the bumper touched your leg. Are you injured?" he inquired. She smiled shakily at him. "Not injured, just scared senseless. That's twice now that you've caught me."
Morgan walked up to them. "You okay, Greer? You nearly became a hood ornament.""I'm okay," she responded, "Thanks to Spencer. He pulled me out of the way. I need to learn to look both ways before crossing the street.""Good. I've got the local police on the lookout for his car. Let's get back to the station, and see if we can figure out where he'll run to," Morgan started walking towards where they'd parked the SUV. Reid and Lia followed.
