"Excuse me?" Gidieon asked, removing his glasses.

"This is your father?" J.J. asked. "Gidieon, you have a daughter?"

"Not that I know of." He replied.

"Oh, he wouldn't remember me," Gaby said, her expression unchanged, "The last time my mother had any contact with him, she was pregnant, unknown to her knowledge."

"Who is your mother, exactly?" Gidieon asked.

"Uh, maybe we should leave you two alone and discuss the case in another room." J.J. said.

"No, J.J., how could this not be good?" Morgan asked, watching with interest as if he were watching a soap-opera.

"Sarah Fairchild," Gaby answered.

Gidieon took a deep breath, "Sarah," he said softly.

"You know who she's talking about?" Hotch asked.

"Guys, I really don't think this is any of our business." J.J. replied.

Gaby and Gidieon stared at each for a few moments. Neither of them said anything. Hotch finally cleared his throat. "Shall we get started, then?"

Everyone took a seat around the table. Gaby sat next to Reid. He shifted a little from nerves. He smiled at her. "Hi again." He whispered.

"Hi," she said.

Everyone settled and turned to face Hotch. He pulled out his files and began.

"Ok, folks, recently, over the past two months, in New Castle, Pennsylvania, three women have turned up missing for a week and then found dead in a random area. Each woman was reported to work low-paying, common jobs. One a secretary, the other two, teachers. Each was reported to be easily over-powered. All three were under 30 and under 5'5. All three also reported receiving flowers very often from "Anonymous". Police believed he stalked the women before he killed them. All were discovered to have been dumped, having been moved from the original crime scene, all had strangle marks around their necks, and all had been raped pre and post mortem. Cause of death was suffocation. Time of death is usually ten to twelve hours before the bodies are found, so the unsub dumps his body at night after dark."

"Any more women reported missing recently?" Elle asked.

"No. The police are hoping to catch this guy before anyone else is killed."

"Ok, everyone pack and be ready to leave in an hour and a half." Gidieon said.

Everyone got up and left. Gaby rushed out of the conference room before anyone could stop her. Reid chased after her.

"I'm not sure if you packed yet." Reid said, catching up to her, "Most of us have a bag or something ready to go should we have to go out-of-town."

"Hotchner warned me about that. I packed ahead of time."

They entered the break room. Gaby got some coffee. Reid cleared his throat, wanting to keep talking.

"So, you have two Ph.D.'s?" he asked.

"Look," Gaby said, "I know why you're talking to me. Yes, I am Jason Gidieon's daughter. He and my mom went to college together and he left my mom for another woman, which he just happened to cheat on my mother with. Anymore questions?"

"I… I didn't need to-"

"No, you didn't need to know, but you wanted to and so now you do." She exclaimed.

This was not going very well. "Well, um… I wasn't going to ask… anything about that. Uh… I have three Ph.D.'s."

"Oh," Gaby said. "I'm uh… I'm sorry." She said, "Three Ph.D.'s, wow! How… how old are you?"

"24," Reid replied. "I'm a genius."

Well, I never thought you could really determine who is a genius and who isn't; of course I was always told I was. I do have an IQ of 192, I graduated high school when I was eleven, I can read 30,000 words per minute, I have a photographic memory…" Gaby said. She stopped and looked at Reid again. "But, I'm rambling. Sorry, I do that a lot, especially when I'm nervous. Um… I'll see you later."

Gaby rushed out of the break room, pushing past Morgan. He smiled at Reid, who was watching as Gaby rushed out.

"Well, Reid, it looks like you got some competition." Morgan said.

Reid looked at Morgan in surprise. "What are you talking about?"

"Hotch told me. She's a year younger than you and he says, according to her file, she's just as smart as you are, if not more."

"Smarter than me?" Reid said.

"Yeah, why does that bother you?" Morgan asked.

"She's not smarter than me. She can't be!"

Morgan laughed as he left the break room. Reid stared after him for a minute. Morgan didn't know what he was talking about. "She can't be smarter than me."

Two hours later, the B.A.U. sat aboard their jet, well on their way to Pittsburgh, Pa, where they would be driven an hour north to New Castle. Reid sat with everyone else, review some notes on the case. The others were reading and discussing. Gaby seemed almost lost, looking around at the others. Reid was still a bit on edge from what Morgan had said. She couldn't be smarter than him… could she?

"So, what do we know about this city?" Elle asked.

"Actually, it's not a city at all. It used to be very popular and very large, about as popular as New York." Gidieon answered.

"Of course, I don't think Phantom of the Opera will be opening there anytime soon." Hotch interrupted.

Gidieon continued. "The town eventually died down around the early 1900 hundreds. Now, the county it's mostly famous for farm land and the nation's capital of fireworks."

"Fourth of July's got to be fun there." Morgan said.

"I doubt a small town like them has dealt with many serial killers in the past." J.J. replied.

"They have their stories." Gidieon replied, "For instance, the Green Man."

"The Green Man?" Elle asked.

"The Green Man was a man struck twice by lightning in his lifetime," Gaby replied, looking up, "Now, when he is seen at night, his skin glows a dim neon green."

Reid looked over at Gaby. Already she was spitting out information that the others didn't know about. Of course he himself had never heard about The Green Man. There had to be a logical explanation as to why he didn't know that and she did.

"They've never faced anything quite this serious before. Girls go missing for a week and then turn up dead. It's enough to cause any parent or husband to want to lock their wives and daughters indoors." Hotch said. "We'll have to be careful not to start a panic. The only piece of information that might be of any help is that all three victims worked at the same place. A high school. The secretary worked in the guidance office; the other two were an English teacher and a choir teacher. We may be looking at someone who works close to them or knows all three of them personally."

"Knows them personally?" Morgan asked, sarcastically he went on. "Well, it's a small town. How hard can that be?"

"Actually, it could be someone the women didn't know at all, just observed them. Stalkers usually don't have any contact with their victims. It would have been easy for them to determine a pattern after watching them for a while, knowing when it would be best when they finally decide to strike."

"Yeah, we all know that, Gaby, we've done this before." Reid snapped at her.

Gaby looked surprise over at Reid. He turned away from her. He wasn't sure what made him react the way he did. She didn't have to be such a know-it-all.

"Sorry, I was just trying to help." Gaby replied.

"He probably is already working on a new victim." Hotch said, "Let's try to catch him before he strikes again."

Everyone nodded. They continued to discuss the case as Gidieon moved his seat over to Reid.

"What was that all about?" He whispered.

"What's was what about?" Reid asked, not looking up.

"Never mind." He answered. Reid didn't look up, but he could tell Gidieon was smirking.

(These are still very short and a little slow, but they'll get longer soon, I swear. I just don't want to introduce too much too soon. I also added a few bits of trivia from my hometown, if you haven't picked that up yet. (Oh, and those of you who know me in real life, yeah, I know one of the victims is like Franus, but she just popped in my head when I was writing this! Really, don't go running to her on Tuesday and tell her I want her dead.) Anyway, R&R! Thanks!)