S4 EXTRA
So im going to do chapters on s4 e2 and e3, but I lost wifi, so I cant rewatch either episodes yet :( and while I remember a lot of it I need to do a rewatch before I write…. So im doing another extra!
Their unsub was drowning people in bathtubs in a small Minnesotan town. A weird choice, but an identifiable signature for sure. So far, he'd been drowning couples, and it seemed that the gender didn't matter, as long as they were in pairs.
They'd determined that the unsub was reckless, and he wouldn't stop when they caught him. Most likely, he'd try and commit suicide by cop and there was no way he would stop killing until they found him.
He was beginning to get bolder, shifting from bathtubs in private homes to a hot tub at a hotel, then a pool at a rec center. The team was getting nervous, knowing they needed to catch him soon or they'd have a whole lot more bodies on their hands in the next few days.
Reid had been doing what he did best, geographical profiling and victimology. He stood at the board, staring at the crime scene photos. They had just gotten a report of a new scene and Hotch and Rossi had left to check it out. JJ and Prentiss were at one of the victim's family member's houses. Morgan appeared at Reid's side, handing him a coffee which Reid immediately began sipping on.
"I feel like were missing something obvious." Reid wondered aloud.
"This guy is one sick bastard, what else do we need to know?" Morgan stated, sitting down.
"I don't know…" Reid trailed off. It seemed like he was randomly hitting places now, desperately trying to fulfill his need to kill. He was staying in a comfort zone with a five-mile radius, but still, it was hard to predict where he'd go next.
Morgan's phone rang and he quickly answered it, placing it on speaker.
"What's up Hotch?"
"Morgan, we have a problem."
Reid turned around, sharing a concerned look with Morgan. "What is it?"
"There's only one body here."
Reid's brows shot up, "He kills in pairs," he said.
"He'll need to kill again soon." Morgan finished Reid's thought for him.
"Who's the victim?" Reid asked, "is there an ID?"
"We're getting one now, I'll phone Garcia and see if they had a significant other that the unsub might target next."
After a moment, Garcia's voice rang through the phone.
"This is the BAU Queen how may I be of service?"
"Garcia I need you to run a name, Wilbur Robinson."
The sound of tapping on a keyboard rung through as Garcia imputed the name into her system.
"Okay I got him; Wilbur Robinson married to a Melissa Robinson at 5877 Watercress Drive."
Reid spun around, looking at the map. It was about a twenty-minute drive from the precinct, Hotch and Rossi were closer. He relayed the information and Hotch hung up. They would be heading there now.
Reid shook his head. "This doesn't make any sense."
"What?" Morgan asked.
"Garica, are you still there."
"I hear you loud and clear Junior G-man what can I do for you?"
Reid thought for a moment before speaking. "Can you see what Mrs. Robinson does for a living, or if they belong to any gyms?"
Garcia tapped on her keyboard and Morgan gave him a questioning look. "What are you thinking pretty boy?"
"He's getting bolder and bolder with where he drowns people. He wouldn't work his way up to a public place like a pool, just to go back to killing people in their houses again. He's desperate to kill but he has to do it right to get any satisfaction. I wouldn't be surprised if he were bold enough to drive her someplace and drown her elsewhere."
Morgan nodded, agreeing with his logic. Then, Garcia seemed to find something.
"Oh no this is not good."
"What is it Garcia?" Reid questioned.
"Mrs. Robinson is actually Doctor Robinson; she works as lead marine biologist on the lake right outside of town." She paused a moment before speaking once more, "Guys according to her logs she left work about forty minutes ago, he might already have her."
Reid did some quick calculations in his head. It looked like it would be about a twenty-five-minute drive from her house to the lake meaning that if the unsub had been waiting for her when she got home, he was probably going to be arriving back at the lake with her in about ten minutes.
Luckily, it looked like the precinct was only eight minutes away from the entry point into the lake.
Reid turned, "We have to go now" he said, already heading out of the precinct. Morgan grabbed the car keys, quickly catching up to him.
The two of them jumped in the car and Morgan immediately threw him his Kevlar vest. Morgan began driving, simultaneously pulling on his vest. Reid undid the velcro and slid it on as quickly as he could. They didn't have a lot of time.
"Go right here!" Reid yelled and Morgan turned sharply at the last second.
"A little warning would be helpful next time."
"Sorry, I didn't realize how fast you were going"
"Well we wanna get there on time, don't we?!"
"DEREK I'm not criticizing you, just drive, left at the next light!"
The two of them sped along, praying that they would make it to the lake before the unsub. When they pulled up to the lake entry, there was an old sedan sitting there, two of the doors left open. The unsub must have beat them there, but that didn't mean Melissa wasn't still alive. Running towards the lake, there were two ways to go. The two of them had to split up.
Morgan ran down towards the edge of the lake, where there was an obscured swamp. Reid ran towards the ancient looking cabin that was sitting right on the edge of the water.
Walking carefully around the place, Reid found the door. He thought he could hear some noise coming from inside. It sounded like he was already drowning her.
"Morgan, he's in the cabin, I'm going in" He whispered into his earpiece. Reid opened the door, quickly stepping in. However, he wasn't prepared for the broken floorboards and he ungracefully stumbled into water. Luckily, he didn't fall over, but it took him a moment to regain his positioning. He was standing in water up to his hips.
The unsub was standing in the water, as well. the house had broken apart over years of damage. Some of the floor was still intact but a lot of it had rotted away, replacing most of the ground with a large pool of water instead
By the time his gun was trained against the man again, he'd thrown Melissa's still body out of the water but had a gun trained against her forehead.
"I'll do it! I will!"
"Please, put the gun down, no one else has to die today."
"Yes, she does, she has to die" he kept the gun trained on Melissa, but slowly began backing towards the wall.
"She doesn't have to die today, and neither do you. Now please, put the gun down."
The unsub's tone quickly shifted from fear and anger to peace. Reid was unsettled by this, typically with unsubs of this nature, that was a bad sign. He spoke up again, "Whatever you're thinking, don't do it. I don't want to have to shoot you."
The unsub began to smile softly, lowering the weapon. He placed it on the table gently, but he looked malicious. Reid took another step forward in the water, reaching for the weapon when he saw it.
There was an exposed wire behind the man, and if it shocked him, it would shock Reid too. Before he could react, the man shoved his body backwards against the wire.
"Wait!"
Reid immediately screeched in pain, electricity coursing through his body. It was unlike anything he'd ever felt. His whole body screamed, feeling like there was fire inside of him. His muscles were contracting against his will, body flailing. He realized vaguely that he was falling into the water, but he was in too much agony to realize.
It was like someone had set his blood on fire. He was being scorched from the inside out.
It felt like a year had passed before the electricity ceased, and his body continued to twitch with aftershocks. His vision was darkening quickly, and he began to sink further to the ground, limp.
When his head became submerged underwater, Reid knew he had reason to be alarmed, but he didn't have enough energy.
His body still felt white hot with pain and electricity, but the water was freezing cold and he was shaking. When he began choking on the water, his body surrendered, exhausted. Reid felt his eyes slip close, but still held on to a tiny thread of consciousness.
The water around him began to move after a minute or so, and hands grabbed under his armpits. He was being dragged up onto the remaining floor of the house, where Melissa had been thrown.
'Hopefully she didn't get electrocuted' Reid vaguely thought to himself, mind moving slowly. He barely registered the fingers touching his neck, feeling for a pulse. 'I need to breath' he thought, realizing he hadn't been.
As hands made their way to his sternum, Reid attempted a breath. He immediately began weakly coughing and was rolled onto his side. After a minute he was able to take very shallow breaths, not having enough energy to expel all the water from his lungs.
There was yelling around him, but he didn't catch the words, only that they were loud. He unconsciously flinched away. His body was quaking, muscles exhausted and sore. Reid could feel tingling in his extremities and his legs were burning. He still couldn't fully take a breath and his chest felt tight.
Reid's breath began to slow again as he started slipping away once more. However, before he could a hand pounded on his back. He gagged in surprise, choking up more water. By the time he finished, he didn't have the strength to open his eyes.
He registered that someone was gathering him into their arms, but he just hung, limply. Reid was barely holding consciousness. They were moving now, his head lulled against the person's chest as they bounced up and down. They kept him close and he inadvertently leaned towards their warmth.
Reid felt himself being set down on something hard. Hands were all around him now, covering him with something, feeling for a pulse, placing something on his face. But Reid couldn't react, he couldn't move. He barely felt them.
He drifted in and out of consciousness. Sometimes he heard voices and beeping. Other times he thought he saw a blurry figure. But he didn't fully wake up. His body was too heavy. He was too tired.
When Reid finally did pull his eyes open, he was back in the hospital. Morgan was standing over him.
"M'gn?"
"Kid!" He yelled, relief in his voice. Morgan immediately gave him a delicate hug; which Reid could barely reciprocate. "I'm so glad you're awake. It's been four days."
"Mmmm" Reid's brow furrowed but was too exhausted to react much more. The doctor and nurses immediately came in, checking his vitals and asking him a series of questions, which he barely stayed awake through. By the time they left, Reid was already drifting back to sleep.
Morgan kept his hand on his arm, needing to make sure the kid was still alive.
Reid awoke the next day, a little more coherent. He was still incredibly sore and tired, but his brain was functioning a little better than before.
Morgan was still there, sitting at his bedside. The man looked awful; he probably hadn't left the hospital in the past five days.
The nurses came in once more, checking his vitals. It seemed that the water had completely left his lungs, finally, which was good news. He had burns all over his body, but they were healing well. The worst burn was on his chest, and it would probably scar, but thankfully nothing had gotten infected. They changed his dressing before leaving the two alone in the room.
Reid turned his head towards Morgan, smiling lightly.
"Morgan, you should get some sleep. You look like shit."
Morgan laughed at this, "You're telling me I look bad? You should look in a mirror there, pretty boy. Getting electrocuted hasn't done you any favors."
Reid chuckled, smiling at this. He knew he probably looked awful, he hadn't eaten anything in five days and was electrocuted for god's sake, but he didn't really care to be honest.
"I'm not going anywhere Reid; I'm staying right here with you until you walk out of the hospital."
Reid shook his head; the man was unbelievable. He'd do the same thing, but still.
"Fine." Reid said. He began attempting to scoot over. It proved more difficult as his muscles were still shaky and he wasn't able to move himself very far, but the gesture was still there.
"I'm not getting in bed with you kid, you need the rest more than me."
"I'll sleep better knowing you're resting too Derek." He patted the bed. "Please?" Reid gave his best puppy dog eyes. He was sure they would work as he looked even more pathetic than usual, plus, they always worked on Derek.
Morgan rolled his eyes, but he smiled. He stood, picking Reid up and moving him over more, than laying down on the bed next to him. Reid immediately turned on his side and snuggled his head against Derek's chest. The man immediately wrapped his arm protectively around the kid's back, avoiding his injuries, and hugged him close.
Reid fell asleep almost immediately in his arms, breathing shallow, but steadily. Morgan followed soon after, exhaustion hitting him hard.
Rossi came by the room a few hours later. He smiled at the sight of the two and was happy Morgan was finally getting some rest. He quickly took a picture; this would be one for the books.
Reid spent two full weeks in the hospital, recovering from the electrocution and letting his burns heal. When he left, he still needed a bit more time to recover, but his burns were almost healed, and he was able to walk around for twenty minutes without getting exhausted.
He was ecstatic when Morgan and he boarded the plane, excited to get back to DC. The rest of the team had left a few days ago, a new case came in that they couldn't put off, but Morgan stayed behind with Reid.
He immediately laid down on the couch, wanting to take a nap.
"Already tired?" Morgan jeered and Reid weakly hit him as he walked past.
"Why don't you try getting electrocuted and see how you like it?" Reid joked. The two shared a laugh as Reid closed his eyes, already drifting off.
Morgan covered the kid with a blanket a few minutes later, happy he'd fallen asleep so quickly. He needed all the rest he could get. He had felt so guilty when he'd found him, unconscious in the water. The scream that the kid had let out was still haunting him. But, Reid had made it clear that he didn't blame him, so he shouldn't blame himself.
All Morgan could do now was be thankful that Reid survived, unlike the unsub, and take care of him as he recovered.
He looked at his screensaver on his phone. Rossi had texted it to their group chat a little over a week ago. He'd come by when he and Reid had been asleep on the hospital bed. Morgan was embarrassed at first, but he had to admit that the photo was adorable.
It reminded him that Reid was alive and recovering. Soon, he'd be back to his normal self, and the team would be whole once more.