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Lily turned over, sat upon the small cot, and realized her legs and arms were free of their bonds. It was still pitch black in the room, though. She scooted around until her back was to the wall. Leaning back, she pulled her legs up to her chest and wrapped her arms around them, hugging herself and wondering what was happening in the outside world.

She wondered what time it was, what day it was. She asked how long she had slept. It felt like she had been out for just a minute, but she knew it had probably been hours. Her headache was gone, but the low-grade panic she had felt since being left in the dark was still there. She tried to remember what happened and couldn't bring anything to the surface of her mind.

She wondered if she had been drugged and suspected that she had. Tears threatened again, but she forced herself not to sit and cry. "it is going to be ok she thought to herself. Spencer will come for me."

Suddenly Spencer stood in front of her with the tiny smile she always had for her on his face. Her panic fell away and was replaced with such a joy as she never knew, and she leaped to her feet as if to embrace him. He held a hand and said, "I missed your face." He took her hand, and she stepped into the blinding white light surrounding him.

"Hey, sweetheart, don't cry. Everything will be alright, I promise. I want to show you something." He said, wiping away the tears falling down her cheeks.

"But how-" she said in confusion.

"Shush, he said, strolling by her side; You're not dead, Lily, and neither am I; think of me as your guide." She gasped in surprise to see herself and another Spencer leaving the building and walking towards them on the street. They were outside the movie theater in DC they sometimes frequented. Suddenly the landscape shifted, and she saw it was a bright spring afternoon.

"Can they see us, Spencer?"

"No"

"Wow, I remember this, we just came out of the movie, and you held my hand for the first time. You asked me if you could, and I thought you were too sweet and too good to be true."

As she said the words, she watched the other Spencer turn to Lily number two, his face bright red, to ask if he could take her hand, and she watched herself smile and nod. Lily remembered the sensation that shot through her when he took her hand. It was like a low-grade electric shock; she knew she had fallen madly in love with this sweet, adorable man, and Lily couldn't think of one reason she was so lucky to have him in her life.

The landscape changed again, and she watched as Spencer taught her self-defense moves. It shifted again, and they were on the gun range. She smiled, thinking she was a better shot now, although he was getting better. The events of their lives together began to shift more rapidly. It became a blur and then back to darkness.

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Lily awoke with a start, it was still dark, and her heart was racing. She realized her bonds were still in place. It had all been a dream. She began to cry again and wondered if she would ever see Spencer again and if she would ever have another opportunity to tell him she loved him.

Suddenly the overhead lights came on. Lily blinked in surprise, trying to adjust her eyes to the sudden brightness. The door opened, and a red-headed woman stood there.

Lily said, "Who are you? What do you want with me?"

"My dear Lily, I don't want you for anything. You are the bait in my trap for your beloved Spencer."

Lily blanched and said, "Why do you want him?"

"All in good time, pretty girl, all in good time."

The woman turned and left the room, and the lights went out again. And as Lily began to weep again, the realization struck her that this woman wanted to kill Spencer and because she let Lily see her face Lily knew she was dead, too.

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Miles away at Quantico, Reid had just finished telling the team they had been looking in the wrong direction. Not surprisingly, Gideon was the only one who didn't look stunned at this information.

"The unsub is a woman."

Elle said," Reid, how do you know this?"

"Come on, Elle, you were the one who told me these crimes aren't sexual, remember? Why else would she have been taken if not as a means to an end? That end being me waltzing right into her trap."

Morgan spoke up first. He turned and pulled a photo from the file folder on the table in front of him. Reid walked to the whiteboard and attached the picture. He turned and waited.

"She's Roxanne Sheridan, right?"

"That's right."

"But how she is dead? She has been dead for six years?"

"Ever since I killed her, yes," said Reid.

"You killed her, Spence? How? What happened?" JJ asked.

Reid returned to the conference table and sat down. He took a deep breath and began to speak. "When I was 18, my mother tried to kill me. You all know she's mentally ill; this was her second psychotic break. She had been hospitalized before and on and off her meds. I was a kid when she had her first break, and she

almost killed my father. He left after that, and I tried to take care of her.

After she attacked me, I finally realized she needed full-time care. I committed her. Because I already had my first doctorate by then, the nurses took pity on me and let me stay past visiting hours most nights.

Mom was finally responding to the meds, and I remember that night she had cried and told me how sorry she was for everything she had done to me all my life. It was like talking to someone who had been in a long dream. She fell into a light sleep at about midnight, and I went out for a soda. When I returned, a resident I knew was standing over my mom with a syringe in her hand."

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"Who are you," Reid demanded when he entered the room.

The woman turned, and Spencer said, "Qh, Dr. Sheridan, what are you doing? Mom's had her meds tonight. She isn't due for anything for hours?"

Dr. Sheridan smiled and said, "I am sorry, Dr. Reid, but I thought you knew we decided to sedate your mother at night?"

Reid said, "But, a sedative in combination with her current meds could kill her."

"I hardly think a child like yourself can make that determination even if you are a freak genius."

Reid's eyes widened in surprise at her tone. He looked in her eyes and saw something familiar, something he never wanted to see in his mothers eyes again. This woman was psychotic, and if he weren't cautious, he and his mother would die.

"Dr. Sheridan, why don't you put down the syringe and talk to me?

Her eyes blazed, and she said, "how dare you patronize me. You are barely older than a child, and you know nothing! She spat at him.

He took a step towards her holding out his hand. "P-please, doctor, just give me the syringe."

She gestured at his mother. She laughed and said, "You are a frightened little mouse. Dr. Reid, your mother is mentally ill and a burden on you and society. I can give her a shot, and she will go to sleep, and you will be rid of her forever, and maybe you can salvage something of your pathetic life."

"No, he said and lunged at her knocking the syringe from her hand. She tried to stop his forward momentum by putting out her hand, but he knocked her onto the monitoring equipment by his mother's bed. As she fell, her head cracked against the bed's metal side rails and then hit the floor. She didn't move, and Spencer grabbed the call button screaming, "Help me!"

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Reid looked at the team and said, "I pushed her harder than I intended, and she died later in that same hospital of skull fractures. The dose would have killed my mother no matter what meds she had in her system." The police later said that the syringe was an overdose of garden variety barbituates."

Morgan said, "Dr. Sheridan killed 12 people with that method in 5 different states."

"That's right, Gideon said, "The police were actually on their way to arrest her as they finally had the evidence they needed to take her in."

Reid said thoughtfully, "If they had only arrived 30 minutes earlier, I wouldn't have had to kill her."

"Reid, you know you only did what you had to do to save your mother and yourself, right?" Gideon said, looking at him kindly.

Yes, I know that, but it doesnt make it easier, and now it has returned to haunt me. Jason, if it were just me, I would willingly face this, but Lily is involved!"

"I know, but we must deal with the here and now. Tell us how Dr. Sheridan's DNA became involved in Ms. St John's kidnapping."

Reid said, "I got a call from Garcia just as Elle and I got back from DC, and she told me the match is to Dr. Sheridan, but it is not a direct match. It matches a sibling, an identical twin to be exact."

Morgan said, "you mean to tell us that the worst female serial killer to hit the western United States has a psychotic twin running around?"

"Yes," Spencer said, "amazing isn't it."

"Amazing isn't the word I would use, Spence, more like terrible luck for you and Lily." JJ pointed out.

"How is it possible no one knew about this twin sister," Elle asked.

"They were separated at birth and adopted out to different families. They sealed the adoptions, and the adoptive parents never knew about the history of mental illness and were never told the girls might have the same problems.

Dr. Sheridan had her first psychotic break at seventeen and was institutionalized for a few months. She was able to fool the doctors, believing she had her illness under control. Her IQ is almost the same as mine.

She was a whiz at computers, even more than our lovely Garcia. She was able to erase her past and get into medical school. She was only three years older than me when she got her doctorate in psychology.

Her sister's name is Sharon Miller, and she is also brilliant and a psychologist. It is my theory that she ran into her twin at some point and they began to correspond and spend time together. They are a prime example of twins raised apart and their lives converging."

"So, Morgan said,"How do we find her?"

"I have some ideas on that. I have already asked Garcia to review Lily's laptop and determine if someone hacked the system. I also asked her to run the good doctor and find out everything there is to know about her. Also, the lab is processing the envelope found in Lily's apartment and the envelope that the tape we received came in."

"Reid, I want you to go home and get some rest," Hotch said when Reid finished.

"But-"

"No, you're emotionally exhausted and need rest, so get out of here. We will call you, I promise."

"All right, Hotch, I will go home, but I can't promise to sleep."

Spencer got up and left the room. Gideon said, "Have Agent Jensen follow him home and make sure he arrives in one piece."