Chapter 14

((The next case will be based on two different episodes: season 3, episode 17 and season 8 episode 15.))

The team had a couple days off as the weekend hit and this was a time they had been promised off. On Monday, Reid got a call as he was heading out of his apartment. "Hello?"

"Hey, Boy Wonder. It's your favorite girl Garcia," came a singsong voice on the other line. "I was wondering if you would do me a little favor."

"What would that little favor entail?" he asked as he locked his door.

"Pick up our little cute new intern. I am not sure if he knows how to get around the city and I worry about him," she told him the errand.

"Has he found a place?" Reid asked, a little surprised if Charles found something so soon.

"I am not completely sure. I'll send you the address his phone is at," she said.

"Why do I have to be the one to do this?" he added the question thinking about why he was being asked instead of Morgan or Hotch or someone.

"Well the address I have for him is closer to you than the rest of the team. Are you two in a fight? Or did anything happen between you two?" she asked concerned.

"What? No. Why would you ask?"

"Well you two seemed really close while you guys were in Westchester, and now you guys don't seem as close."

"We are okay, Garcia. Don't worry about us," he assured her. "I'm going to go see him now. I'll bring him to work softly," he added softly.

And so, the original protector traveled to the address he was given to go check on his old protectee. He thought he was probably in the wrong location as he was now standing in a hotel, but Garcia was hardly ever wrong about these things. He slowly knocked on the door.

The door opened to reveal the small intern of the BAU. "Spence?" he asked as he rubbed his eyes. He obviously had not been awake for long but he was dressed in a new day's outfit.

"It this where you're staying?" Reid asked.

"Temporarily. Buying a home or getting an apartment does take some time," he defended himself a bit, feeling like he was being scrutinized.

"Still," Reid pouted a bit.

"It is a temporary solution right now. Better than being homeless or sleeping at my desk," he shrugged. "So what brings you here? And how did you know I was here?"

"Garcia asked me to make sure you knew how to get to headquarters," he answered. "She's worried since you are still new to the area and it can be complicated getting around. This address is closest to me as opposed to anyone else," he explained why it was him and not someone else. "Garcia tracked your phone to here."

"Oh, thank you. And remind me to thank her as well. I do appreciate this a lot actually," he rubbed the back of his neck nervously.

"Ready to go?" Reid asked.

Charles nodded and grabbed his stuff, "I, uh, just have to check out real quick," he said a little sheepishly as he shut the door behind him.

As they rode the subway to their location, Charles leaned back in his seat, his eyes shut.

"Did you sleep at all last night?" Reid asked, glancing over to the other male.

"A little bit. I stayed up trying to go through more listings," he yawned.

"Show me what you have and I'll help narrow it down too," he held out his hands for the papers, expecting just a few listings. Charles reached into his messenger bag and pulled out a fairly decent number of listings. "I thought you had narrowed it down more."

"That is narrowed down a lot from what Garcia gave me. She handed me probably over a hundred," Charles sighed softly.

"Alright, fair enough. She did go a little overboard, didn't she?" Reid looked through the stack a bit. "What about this place?" he asked, handing a listing over to Charles.

"Isn't that in a creepy part of the city?" he asked.

Reid looked at the location, "Yeah. Alright, that's a no for that one. What about this property? Looks reasonably priced," he handed him another piece of paper.

"Reasonable because the HOA fees are ridiculous," Charles noted, pointing to the high fee added to the bottom of the page.

"Oh," Reid looked at the price.

"I will figure something out eventually," the young man assured the other. "I just need some rest," he softly said, his eyes shutting again.

"It's probably a good thing Garcia asked me to come," the other laughed softly.

"Why?"

"So we know you will get off in time," he teased. "We still have a little ways to go if you want to try to sleep a bit."

"Thank you," Charles softly said as he hugged himself, moments away from falling asleep.

After a bit of time passed, their stop came up and Reid woke Charles and led him to headquarters.

"I brought Charles here safely," he told Garcia, "You gave him a lot of listings."

"Sorry, I wasn't sure what he would want," she pouted a bit. "He still hasn't picked anything?"

"No, he's still looking through them. He's got it narrowed down to a small stack, but it is still probably double digits."

"Well when he finds something, it'll be perfect," she said optimistically.

"I hope so," Reid nodded. "He's staying at hotels until he can find an actual place."

"Hope he finds something quickly," she quietly added.

Hotch waved the team into the conference room, "We have a serial killer on the loose in Florida," he said. "Last night Nicole Allen went missing from a friend's bachelorette party. Miami police says this is the third abduction from a social gathering. The other two were found dead. Greg is our first victim who was beaten with a blunt object. His face was bashed in as well. Our second victim, Molly, was stripped down and stabbed several times in her genitals," JJ explained to the team.

"The MOs are completely different... How can we be sure we're looking at the same offender?" Charles meekly raised his hand as he asked the question.

"This isn't school. No need to raise your hand," Morgan teased a bit. "Given how close in time frame the abductions are and the nature of where each victim was abducted from, police believe it to be the same one," he explained.

"Nicole's seems to be sexually driven as her genitals were completely mutilated," Emily noted as she looked through the photos of the bodies.

"The unsub killed our first two victims after having them for 12 hours... It might be too late for our third abductee," Morgan quietly added.

"Let's just hope we're wrong and can stop our guy soon," Hotch said. "Reid, Charles I want you guys to go to the coroner. Emily, Morgan, Gideon, I'd like you guys to talk to the families of the victims. JJ and I will setup at the station," Hotch said, closing the conference room discussion and heading out.

They arrived in Florida, and hopped out into the sweltering heat. "Is it always this hot?" Reid asked as he put on his sunglasses.

Just then, two girls walked by in mini-skirts. "Everyday all day," Morgan said checking out the two girls.

"Thats not what I was talking about," Reid sighed a little bit.

"He knows," Charles said beside him, rolling up his own sleeves. "It's Morgan, what do you expect?"

"Hey now," Morgan said just as the detective came up. The detective's appearance caused him to freeze for a moment as his eyes took her appearance in.

"FBI?" She asked. "I'm Detective Lopez," she introduced herself.

"Morgan," he held out his hand, "Derek."

"Does everyone on the team flirt with someone on a case?" Charles leaned over to Reid to ask his question.

"It's Morgan, what do you expect?" Reid turned a bit pink knowing what Charles meant, but deciding to use his answer from earlier.

"I'm JJ, we spoke on the phone," JJ stepped in and shook the detective's hand. "These are agents Prentiss, Gideon, Hotchner... Derek... our new intern Professor Charles Xavier, and Dr. Reid," she pointed to each member who nodded or waved to her.

"I hope there's no test as I am not very good at names," she laughed softly.

"That's alright," Gideon told her. "We were going to send those two on the end, Charles and Reid, down to the morgue. Hotch and JJ were going to setup here, and the rest of us were going to go talk to the family members," he explained to her.

"I'll get you two a guy to lead you to where the bodies are. We have Nicole's friend inside talking to the police right now about the night of the abduction. Molly's parents are inside as well. Greg's family is still traveling here but you can go talk to his roommate and see his apartment," she explained.

Reid and Charles got in a car with a police officer and went to the coroner's. "As you can see, our second victim suffered excessive stab wounds to her genitals," the coroner lifted the sheet covering her body.

"Obviously she made him angry somehow in a sexual way," Charles stated.

"Yeah but what exactly did she do?" Reid added.

"What about the male victim?" Charles asked the coroner.

"He was different. The trauma was to his head and seemed to just be one blow that killed him," the coroner explained.

"What about all of these bruises?" Reid nodded pointing to all of the dark purple patches around the male's back and chest. "Wait, the clothes for our victim here were intact." He said realizing something.

"What?" Charles asked seeing the wheels turn in Reid's head.

"It means that the unsub dressed our male victim postmortem," he explained.

"Which means he showed remorse?" Charles asked wondering if that was the right conclusion.

"And means that the victim was shirtless when he died. Greg was a lot closer to the unsub than we originally thought."

The team met up with each other at the police station. "So our male victim was gay," Prentiss informed the team.

"I think our unsub might also be gay," Charles piped up. "He may have been raised where he was told to be ashamed of his homosexual urges because parents are still jerks to their gay children," he mumbled the last part sourly as he hugged himself a bit. "He may have felt angry and attacked Greg in a rage, and when he realized what happened he felt remorse. He then sought a woman maybe to redeem himself but she didn't do the trick, so he ended up stabbing her several times."

"So our unsub is most likely from a broken home and maybe a much more religious background," Morgan uttered.

"I hate to bring this up... But there have been a lot of conversion camps around the states. Luckily, many are being shut down, but unfortunately they do still exist... And sadly… most of these conversion camps are being shut down because their methods are borderline torture," Reid quietly piped up, glancing over to Charles quickly. "Is it possible that there's a camp near here?" He asked.

"One way to find out," Hotch said and called Garcia.

"Speak and be heard," Garcia greeted the team.

"Are there any conversion camps in the area for homosexual teenagers?" Hotch asked her.

"Um yeah there's apparently one just outside of town call Camp Willing," she read.

"Alright, we'll send a couple there to see what is going on there," Hotch turned to the team members.

"Not me," Charles quickly said. "Sorry, sir, but I am not going to a camp where they believe they can make you straight," he held up his hands.

"Emily and I can go," JJ spoke up.

"Alright, you two go on," Hotch nodded to them, "See what information you can find out."

The two girls nodded and Charles went to the board, "Our unsub is bound to be looking for the next victim," he quietly said.

"We'll keep working to find this guy," Reid assured him, rubbing his back gently. The touch made Charles flinch. "S-sorry," Reid quickly backed off.

"S-sorry," Charles himself apologized. "Just...talking about trying to get the gay out of people is not the best conversation for me.." He glanced down. "We said that Greg was probably close to the unsub? Have we looked through all of his recent contacts or know if he was seeing anyone at the time of his death?" He asked getting back to work.

"I can go talk to the roommate," Reid offered.

"Gideon, why don't you go with him?" Hotch offered. "Garcia is also trying to find out if Greg had called anyone or contacted someone on social networking sites. Charles and I will go see where the two girls were the nights they went missing and see what we can find out. Maybe the place has security cameras and they saw the girls and our unsub leave together?"

And so the two teams split up.