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After Reid left the office, followed by his "babysitter," - Morgan, Elle, Hotchner, and Gideon remained behind in the conference room, trying to determine their next move. Agent Jensen had called Hotch an hour later to tell him that Reid was in his apartment. Jensen had remained there for 40 minutes after arriving to ensure that Reid stayed there.
Hotch said, "Okay, Agent Jensen, go home. I think he will stay put." He pocketed his cell phone and turned back to the group. "He's home, and Agent Jensen is leaving."
Gideon said, "Good, he needs time away from this."
Gideon hoped the young agent would take some time alone to vent some of the feelings he was pushing down. Gideon knew that only sheer will was keeping Spencer from breaking down altogether.
Morgan said, "We have been going around and around trying to figure out Dr. Miller. My question is, how do we have DNA on this woman? She doesn't have a criminal record?"
As if on cue, Derek's cell rang. "Morgan he said. "Hey, hot stuff, I got something for you."
"Talk to me, beautiful. What have you got."
"Dr. Miller was employed last year with the DC CSI Labs as a forensic psychiatrist."
"So, that's how we have her DNA on file. Garcia, have you made any headway with Ms. St John's laptop?"
"I can tell you someone hacked her system, and I am following the trail back to the IP. I'll have her location for you in the next hour."
"Thanks, you rock, Pen! By the way, we are in the conference room a couple of doors down. Why don't you walk down here to tell us this stuff," Morgan inquired.
"What? Leave my sanctuary and enter your scary profiler world -no way, baby, I need to maintain my chakras." She hung up on him.
Morgan relayed to the others what Garcia told him.
Elle said, "Should we call Reid?"
"No, let him be alone till we have their location, and he can do something," Gideon said.
"I don't understand why Dr. Miller is leading us right to her, we have been led around by unsubs before, but they don't expect us to land right on their doorstep? Could it be that she wants us to catch her? Is she that far over the edge," Hotch asked.
"No, Dr. Miller is not psychotic like her sister. She has never been in the system for treatment because she is better able to function and to fool her colleagues. Dr. Miller wants revenge on the person she holds responsible for her death. No, she wants Reid there," Gideon said.
"But why play the game if all she wants is to kill Reid?" Morgan asked.
Before Gideon could speak, Elle said, "She wants to kill Lily in front of him. I am not sure if she wants to kill him anymore. She may only want to make him suffer as she has suffered."
Gideon said, "Elle is right. It's her punishment to Reid for killing her sister."
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Reid had spent the last two hours going over and over the file he had on Dr. Sheridan, trying to understand her sister by understanding her. He tossed it aside in frustration and stood up, stretching.
Reid hadn't lied when he said to Hotch that he would not sleep, but not because he wasn't tired. Every time he closed his eyes, he could see Lily's face. She was counting on him to save her. And he didn't even know if he could. Reid understood long before his teammates that Dr. Miller wanted him to watch her kill Lily. Dr. Reid knew this was a trap, but he had to spring it. He had to try.
Spencer picked up the glass of water he had been drinking and hurled it against the wall. Letting Lily die was unacceptable for him. After everything he had suffered in his life, all of the mental and physical torture, he would gladly suffer it again if it meant she would live.
How dare she do this to him?
His cell phone rang and sounded like a strident bell meant to call the wayward to a church of darkness instead of light.
"Reid!" He said, hoarse from crying.
The smart-ass remark died on Garcia's lips. She heard the despair in his voice and wondered if she should've called him with the news she had.
"Hey Spencer, it's Penelope. I have something for you," she said gently.
Spencer's head came up - his eyes flashing dangerously.
"Shoot," he said.
"Okay, the good doctor hacked your girl's laptop, but I traced back to her location. It is an old newspaper printing plant for the "Georgetown Tribune" that went out of business 40 years ago. It was purchased by Dr. Miller about six months ago under a shell corporation. The building was supposed to become a warehouse, but I can't find any construction permits under any name."
"Where is the building?" Spencer asked.
"Ten miles outside Georgetown north on Route 7, a remote location, but Reid, you will call Gideon for help, right?
He hung up on Garcia without response. He'd go after Lily, and Dr. Miller would pay for dragging Lily into her sick fantasy of revenge.
