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The team was driving to Mr. Black's house, already in their protective gear. Hotch, JJ, and Reid traveled in one SUV while Morgan, Rossi, and Prentiss were in the other.
"It is just our luck that we make a rich, revenge-driven super-enemy on our second case," Morgan grumbled from the driver's seat. Rossi snorted.
"Of course, what kind of superheroes would we be without a supervillain?" Rossi joked, smirking slightly.
"I don't know, I think the people we go after are villain enough for me," Prentiss said, pushing her ponytail behind her shoulder. The two other agents couldn't help but agree with that.
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Night had fallen, and the team was getting ready to make the arrest. They were going for stealth, so they used lockpicks instead of ramming the heavy oak doors. The doors opened silently on well-oiled hinges, and the team, as well as SWAT, entered.
They knew he was in the house somewhere, the lights were on and there was music playing from one of the rooms. The team didn't take time to stop and admire the opulent decorations and furnishings in the foyer. Hotch, Prentiss, and Reid went up the large staircase with two SWAT members with each agent. They split at the top of the stairs, Hotch continuing up the second flight, Prentiss going left towards the bedrooms and Reid going right toward the study. Morgan, JJ, and Rossi stayed on the first level each of them taking a different hallway. Rossi and his two SWAT agents found themselves in the kitchen, where there was a young woman preparing Mr. Black's dinner. She startled when they came in.
"Who-?" She began when she noticed the FBI printed on Rossi's vest.
"We need you to come with us," Rossi said and she nodded quickly. The two SWAT agents cleared the rest of the kitchen and Rossi brought the cook outside with the police cars.
JJ walked in, signaling to the SWAT agents to take both doors. They entered the dining room and looked around before declaring it clear. They continued on, JJ holding her gun at the ready as they entered the living room. There was a large flat screen T.V hanging above an eloquent brick fireplace. JJ stepped around the leather sofa and looked around. There was no one in the room and JJ said so over her radio.
Morgan walked down a hall with multiple doors, the first was a half bathroom. The next two were guest bedrooms, which were the nicest he'd ever seen, and the last door was a boiler room. He was about to begin his walk back to the foyer when his radio crackled, and JJ said "clear." For her section of the house. He had gotten Rossi's clear a few minutes ago and knew he was outside with the cook.
Hotch entered the attic of the house, which wasn't dark and musty like one might have expected. It seemed to be an office of some sort, with a desk and office chair sitting in front of the small window. It seemed well cared for, but not well used. Hotch and his agented further examined the room before declaring it clear. His radio made a noise before he heard JJ announce that both her rooms were clear. Morgan followed suit soon after. He hadn't yet heard from Reid or Prentiss and he made his way back down the stairs.
Prentiss made her way down the hall, checking rooms as she passed by them. She was in her final room, which seemed to be the master bedroom when JJ came over her speaker. Morgan came next, and after that was Hotch. She announced her own rooms clear and made her way back down the hall when she heard Reid come over the speaker. At first, she was relieved to hear from him until she realized he wasn't saying 'clear'.
"Everyone needs to get out of the house, now." He said, his voice sounding strained. She broke into a sprint towards the study.
Reid and his SWAT members made their way down the large hallway. One of them broke off to search one of the rooms, as did the other. He continued to the library, gun held in front of him. He slowly pushed open the door to find, much to his horror, a bomb. Next to it, stood Michael Black, holding down the detonator. He was sitting in a large office chair as if he was waiting for someone.
"Mr. Black-" He began carefully but was interrupted.
"I don't think you want me to put this down." He said, and Reid's brow furrowed slightly. He could now feel his SWAT members approach. He held up a hand to signal to them to stop. "As soon as I do, we all go boom." He said with a wicked smile that made Reid's blood run cold.
"Mr. Black, you don't have to do this," Reid said in the most soothing voice he could manage. He could feel that this man was unstable, and one wrong word could set him off. He held up his hands in a placating manner, stepping further into the room as he did so.
"I know I don't have to." The man said. "But I want to take as many of you with me as I can. Since I apparently failed the first time." He sneered. Reid could feel his resolve strengthening, and he knew there was no way he would talk him out of this.
"Everyone needs to get out of the house, now." He said quietly, pressing down on his radio before returning his full attention to the Unsub.
"You bastards took my brother away from me." He growled and Reid tensed. "That is why the BAU will fall." He said and let his finger off the trigger. Much to his shock, nothing happened. Reid put all his focus on applying pressure with his mind to that little red button. He heard Prentiss run in behind him, all but shoving the SWAT agents out of her way. She knew what must have happened by the bomb, the look of shock and outrage on the Unsub's face and the concentration on Reid's. She felt a slight breeze and suddenly Morgan was beside her, he must have used his speed to get up here so quickly. Morgan took in the scene as fast as Prentiss had, and with a lot more rage. He stormed in and punched Michael Black in the face, effectively silencing the threats the man had started yelling at them. He was out cold before he hit the floor.
The rest of the team came rushing in soon after that, and Prentiss kept them from breaking Reid's focus. Hotch walked over and calmly put his finger on the button, effectively breaking Reid's semi-trance of concentration.
"Hotch, what are you doing?" Prentiss demanded. He looked at her.
"If it were to go off, I'd be in the least danger." He explained as Reid put his hand to his aching head. Morgan dragged the unconscious Unsub with him out to the squad cars, being rougher than was strictly necessary. JJ hung up on whoever she had been speaking to.
"The bomb squad will be here soon." She informed Hotch, who nodded. True to what JJ had said, the bomb squad came in and took over about ten minutes later. They made everyone, except for Hotch who was still keeping it from going off, leave the house until they had the bomb defused. Hotch came out of the house unscathed soon after, and they all let out a sigh of relief. That had been close, and they all knew it.