The team was reading through the journals that they found in the Hankle house when a rather forceful knock came at the front door. Everyone looked up, and Morgan got up to see who was there, followed closely by Prentiss. He opened the door and was shocked to find a familiar blonde standing there; a blonde who looked very unhappy.
"Lila?" He asked, taken aback. He was pretty sure that nobody called her- which was slightly insensitive, now that he thought about it- so why was she here?
"He's gone, isn't he?" She asked, sounding angry and resigned at the same time. He opened his mouth, then closed it, before nodding. He led her into the house, and they started their Q&A.
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The door behind him banged open, making Reid flinch slightly. He craned his neck to try and get a better look at what was happening, not being in a very good position to see the door. Tobias was moving around being him before he went to the stove to stir the fish guts. Reid cleared his throat.
"You're not Raphael." It wasn't a question, not really. This personality stomped, where Raphael marched and Tobias shuffled. The man paused to give him a look.
"Do I look like Raphael to you, boy?" The man asked in a harsh southern drawl. Reid looked away quickly, not willing to answer that. With his luck, he'd wind up saying something like I mean, kind of in his concussion and nerves induced hysteria.
"Thank you for burning those." He tried, but the man glared at him with more hate than before.
"Don't try to trick me, you satan." He hissed, and Reid felt his heart rate pick up.
"I-I wouldn't try to trick you," He managed, panic clawing at his throat as he tried to sound as sincere as possible.
"Lying is a sin, boy." He practically spat the last word with venom.
"I'm not a sinner," Reid responded, maybe too quick, but he saw what this man did to people he thought were sinners. He was not keen to wind up on the wrong end of his knife weather Raphael was the one who normally did the killing or not. His statement only seemed to rile the man up more, and he stalked closer.
"We're all sinners," He growled.
"I'm not a sinner," He repeated helplessly. While he knew this would only serve to make the delusional man angrier, he also couldn't afford to take it back now. The man would just take it as confirmation and kill him sooner.
"Confess your sins, you Satan, or I'll make you." Oh, that didn't sound good.
"I'm not a satan, I'm just a man," Reid tried to derail the conversation to a safer topic, but to no avail. He just glared and grabbed Reid's ankle roughly. "Pl-please, I'm not a satan, my name is Spencer Reid," He began pulling off Reid's shoe and sock as his captive looked at him nervously. He reached over and grabbed a log off of the pile, examining it for a moment before pulling it back. His captive was now staring, wide-eyed, as the realization dawned on his face.
"No, no wait-" He cut off with a yelp as the wood struck his sole. The action was repeated twice before Reid was sure he felt something in his foot snap, making him scream through clenched teeth. Tobias hit his foot once more, drawing another scream, before letting his foot hit the floor. Another grunt escaped him as the bone was jarred on impact, and he let his head fall and shoulders slump.
"Confess your sins," Tobias growled, closer to his head than Reid had estimated. Reid just shook his head, and the man left.
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"I was forced out before I got much more than that," Lila said after she told them about what she saw. Hotch shook his head.
"I should have known. He's a nullifier." He muttered and started pacing. Morgan frowned.
"A what?" He asked.
"A nullifier is someone who, for all intents and purposes, blocks other powers." Prentiss supplied.
"That's why none of them fought back," Rossi muttered, remembering their earlier conversation about that.
"So, what does that mean for Reid?" JJ asked quietly. Unsurprisingly, even though all of them knew the answer, none of them said anything.