A/N: Hello again, everyone!

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The team, including Hotch and a half-dressed but disbelief Tina Foster, rushed over to her parents' house, only to find police surrounding the large white estate,

"What the hell happened here?" Prentiss said, stepping out of the car with the rest of the team following suit.

"Deadly home invasion," An officer Rogers answered her question. "Belongs to a Mason and Abigail Foster; both in late-fifties-to-early-sixties; only the wife survived, but she's been repeatedly raped and pistol-whipped. C.O.D. was a heart attack on the husband's part."

They all see a woman being taken away on a medical stretcher.

"Is she conscious?" Reid asked.

"In and out."

"I'll ride with her." Reid offered.

"JJ and Alvez, go with Reid," Prentiss instructed. "But be gentle with her."

Following Reid, they hopped into the back of the ambulance and the team watched them drive off, leaving them to take a look at the crime scene. Meanwhile, at the ambulance,

"We need to ask her some questions."

"Fine," A male paramedic said. "But try and make it quick."

"Ma'am, we need to ask you some questions," JJ gently said as the distinguished elderly woman was quietly but heavily breathing. "Now, do you know who did this to you?"

The woman nodded her head as she looked like she was on the verge of crying. Reid pulls out a picture,

"Was this him?"

It was Griffin.

"Mmm-hmm." She looked away, not wanting to take another look at him.

It was Alvez's turn. "Was there anyone else?"

"There was a young woman. She had dark skin. Glasses. Short dark hair."

Reid pulls out a picture of Élise. "Was this her?"

"Yes. He…he…"

"He what?"

"He said…that if…she looked away, he would…do much worse to her than he was doing to me. Uh…uh…"

"Pressure's dropping," One of the paramedics said. "We need to sedate her."

"10cc morphine going in."

JJ, Alvez, and Reid all looked at each other with completely worried looks on their faces, fearing the worse for Élise. But on the inside, Reid was more than determined to find Élise.

And Griffin.

He was in the mindset of killing Griffin.

The team all agreed to meet back at the office; Reid went in the other direction to get his mind off Griffin; he figured he needed all his energy into getting Griffin and decided to take a break to watch Anastasia for a while.

"Where's Tina?" JJ asked.

"She's with her mother."

"What did you get from the mother?"

"It was Griffin alright."

"Anything else?"

JJ and Alvez looked at each other before,

"She also said that Élise was there, but definitely not as an accomplice."

JJ finished for him, "She said that if Élise looked away from what Griffin did to her, he would do worse to Élise than what he did to her."

"Oh, God…" Tara almost felt sick to her stomach.

"Bastard made her watch." Rossi felt equally angered.

Simmons hated to ask this, "How did Reid take it?"

"What do you think?"

Reid was reading to his darling Anastasia; anything to try and get what Griffin did to Élise off his mind for a while, "We see a brown bear, a red bird, a yellow duck, a blue horse, a green frog, a purple cat, a white dog, a black sheep, a goldfish, and a teacher looking at us. That's what we see." Closing the book, "So. Do you want to read another book or…"

Anastasia began resting her head on the soft pillow. Reid kisses her forehead and covers her up further with the blanket. "Love you." Looking at his watch, "And right on schedule for your nap." Reid looked up and turned around as Alvez silently crept into the room. He put a finger to his mouth signaling Alvez to talk quietly, causing Alvez to signal him to come outside the room for a quick second.

"So, how are you doing?"

"Decent."

Alvez sensed something was off. "Are you really sure?"

Reid took slight offense. "Oh, so now you're going to tell me how I should feel now?"

"Of course not. No."

"Good. Let me tell you something, Luke. I can't arrest him. Hell, I refuse to arrest him…"

"Spencer…"

"I mean it. The next time I see Griffin, I'm going to kill him." Reid said before walking back into the room to keep a close on his sleepy Anastasia, but just seconds after that,

"Hey, doc," Garcia said, causing Reid to put his index finger to his mouth and his other index finger to Anastasia, signaling her to talk quietly as she's napping. "Just the latest crime scene photos."

Reid takes the file from her hands.

He finds something interesting.

"Seeings" was framed as word art in big bold letter and it was now near the husband's body and the numbers 3 and 1 was between it.

Doing his 'Reid thing,' he re-arranged the word in his head. He figured what else could be anagrammed under 'seeings' and have 3 and 1?

Other than…

Going back to his interrogation with Griffin…

"…And yet, you get other nicknames for the devil, like…The Serpent. As of matter of fact, it was one of my nicknames growing up. I could ink. And slink. Like a little rattlesnake," He whispered the last few words..."

"Genesis 3.1."

"What?"

Reid gently grabs a napping Anastasia from the couch, "Come with me."

Heading to the roundtable room where the team was, he softly puts Anastasia down on the couch there.

"Genesis 3.1."

"What?"

"Genesis 3.1. It's from the Bible: Now the serpent was more crafty than any of the wild animals the Lord God had made. He said to the woman, "Did God really say, 'You must not eat from any tree in the garden'?" It's a message for me. The serpent in Genesis is portrayed as a deceptive and loathsome creature, associated with craftiness and cunning."

"Describes Griffin to the T."

JJ noticed Reid was going through another one of his thinking moments,

"Reid…?"

"What's your name?"

"I don't see how that's really…"

"Tell me your name now." Reid began to have venom in the tone of his voice.

"It's Drake Wendel."

"Drake Wendel. 'Drake' derives from Old English, 'Draca,' which means 'Dragon;' also from Latin, Greek 'Drakon;' also meaning 'Dragon or Serpent.' Garcia, do you still have everything on Drake Wendel?"

"I still got it save," Garcia typed away, "Born and raised in Virginia and has been a squeaky-clean agent with the Bureau for about three years now but is currently on sabbatical for personal reasons. Parents died in a boating accident when he was five; raised by relatives until they passed away, but he did inherit the family's compound."

"Make sure SWAT gets the coordinates, too."

"You know it. And don't worry, Reid. I'll watch your girl."

"Alright, thanks," Prentiss said as she got off the phone, "SWAT is meeting us at the location, and Cruz wants to be kept posted in case of anything."

The team made sure they were all strapped up in their FBI vests; their weapons filled with bullets to their maximum capacity.

"I don't like this, you guys," JJ sensed something was not right. "I'm getting that bad feeling again."

"Make sure to tell SWAT to watch out; could be an ambush."

Reid remained silent the entire drive. He figured he needed every little bit of his energy into taking down and killing Griffin.

Finally stopping at their location as they got out of their vehicles, there really was all these remote acres of land and trees and also the large farmhouse itself.

Prentiss ordered SWAT into her vest, "Check every inch of the property. Looks like nobody's been here for a while."

JJ still couldn't get this feeling out of her head. "Something's just not right."

"But no matter what, stay alert and focus." Said Rossi.

Just after entering the house, the team, especially Reid, could hear something under. The basement, they thought. With SWAT, getting closer, they all swear they could smell something.

Something rotten.

And music: Tony Bennett's Just in Time.

It was Drake Wendel.

"He's gone." Reid declared as he checked his corpus. He noticed a piece of paper in his dead left hand, unfold its and reads it,

"Problem, Dr. Reid? Hanging on to something? An attack, annotation, or adjudication? Tactics, tension, do you see? Notation, perhaps? Overworked, perhaps? Match time. Study for it." The message ends with 'zugzwang' and its backward spelling.

"Bastard was here."

"And for quite a while, too."

JJ points out the opposite side of the room.

There were bulletin boards and music playing. The team, especially Reid, stood in shock when he saw photos of him, Élise, Anastasia. And some of the photos of Élise…

"He's been stalking her since she was in college." Someone gets a phone call.

"Prentiss." She answered the call, but her face grew worried. "Garcia. Garcia, what's wrong?"

"H-he hacked into my system. And I think I saw Élise."

A/H: Sorry for leaving you hanging before it got REALLY GOOD! BUT IT'S COMING SOON!

Also, got the info on Genesis 3:1 and the meaning of Drake from the internet.

Guess the episode(s) for the inspiration.