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Morgan and Prentiss were in the jet flying to Frankfurt, early the next morning. They had contacted Detective Moyer and he was planning to meet them at Frankfurt PD.

"I hope these interviews are productive and we can learn something useful." Prentiss said shortly after they had taken off.

"Yeah, we have to find something that can help Reid. This is the first time he's been the lead in an investigation. The last time in Brookdale didn't count since he was on vacation but now he's on the clock and I want to be able to do something that helps him prove to the powers that be that he's a terrific agent and I want him to know we've got his back."

"Morgan, he knows that."

"I want him to be sure, especially after what happened with Tobias and the drug thing. He needed us Emily and we failed him. Well, you didn't. You realized something was wrong before the rest of us."

"That's because I didn't know Reid as well as the rest of you and I didn't have the same love for him that the rest of you did."

"How about now?"

"What do you mean Derek?"

"How do you feel about him now? I mean he was very hard on you when he was in the midst of the drug thing. You told him you forgave him so how do you feel about him now?"

"Well, like the rest of you know, it's hard to know Reid, the real Reid, and not totally adore him. I mean you only have to know him for a few minutes to realize he has this massive brain. Though don't tell him that or he will reply and I quote, "Actually Emily my brain is the same size as everyone else's." Prentiss said in a comedic imitation of Reid. "It's only after you know him that you realize his heart is just as massive as his brain and that he's capable of doing two things that really shocked me."

"What's that?"

"Magic tricks and cheating at cards. It shouldn't surprise me, duh, Emily, he's a Vegas boy but he just doesn't seem like the type."

Morgan laughed, "Oh yes, my man is something else. Now if I could only get him to make some moves on the ladies."

"Maybe he doesn't need as much help as you think."

"Do you know something I don't.? Talk to me girl."

"No I don't know anything, just a feeling I have. Oh look the seatbelt sign's on. We're here."

Reid was waiting in the SUV for Gideon and Garcia, who seemed to be dawdling for some reason. Garcia came out to the vehicle first to see Reid with his eyes closed drumming out a tune from the radio with his fingers on the steering wheel. He didn't notice her presence and she smiled watching him. Gideon suddenly came up behind her and said, "He looks like he's in a good mood this morning," before approaching the SUV.

When they arrived at the sheriff's station, Lois said," there's a fax for you here from an Aaron Hotchner in Quantico."

Reid took it and said, "Good it's my exhumation order for Edna Hammond." Lois looked up at Morris, who had just entered the room. Morris was not pleased that Reid had gone over his head but at least the decision was taken out of his hands.

"Morris, can you find us someone to exhume Mrs. Hammond's body?"

"Yes Agent Reid, I'll get right on that. What about the people in Frankfurt?"

"We'll hear from them as soon as they have something."

Morgan and Prentiss were at the Frankfurt PD, talking to Detective Moyer. He showed them the missing person's reports and the enquiries he had made. They took down all the information and started out to interview the people they had on their list. They thought they would start with her employer Wentworth Construction.

Ed Wentworth was a man in his mid fifties, gray hair at the sides and bald on top. He told them he was sorry that Tracy was dead but since she was, he was glad her body had at least been found. He said Tracy was a good employee and a very nice person to work with. She had said just before she left that she needed time off to go see her grandmother.

"Did she give you any reason why she needed to go see her grandmother?" Emily asked.

"No she didn't, just that her grandmother was in some kind of trouble and needed her."

"Did she call you or anything while she was there?" Morgan said.

"No I'm sorry she didn't."

"That's okay, thank you for your time."

"Well that didn't get us anywhere," Morgan opined.

"Maybe Judy Hendricks will be of more help, "Emily offered.

"Maybe."

Judy Hendricks was a young woman in her late twenties with long auburn hair and bright green eyes. She looked alarmed when they showed their ID at her door. "Detective Moyer told me about her body being found," she said tearfully. She offered them some coffee but they declined.

"Miss Hendricks, Judy, did Tracy mention anything about the reason she went down to Castleton to see her grandmother. Mr. Wentworth said she said her grandmother was in some kind of trouble. Do you know anything about that?" Morgan asked.

"Yeah, a little bit. Trace's gran called her one day all in a flap. She said some friend of hers had died. She said something was wrong, that it shouldn't have happened. Though I mean you kind of expect that sort of thing when they get to that age. I mean her gran was eighty. Anyway she wanted Trace to come down because she swore someone killed her friend."

"Trace kind of laughed it off at first, said her gran was always seeing mysteries everywhere because of all the TV shows she watched. Trace was always buying her box sets of those old shows; you know Murder She Wrote, Matlock, Columbo. But her gran kept calling, insisting she come down and help her look into her friend's death so Trace went and that's the last I saw her.

Emily said, "So you know the name of the friend of Mrs. Hammond's who died?"

"Trace called her Thelma but I don't know her last name."

"Thank you for your help Judy, if you think of anything else, please let us know." Morgan said as he handed the woman his card.

"What about her body, will we get it back so we can bury it next to her parents?"

Emily patted the young woman on the shoulder and said, "I'll do everything I can to see you get her remains. Again, I'm sorry for your loss."

They interviewed the others on their list but no one was able to add any more pieces to their puzzle. They returned to the plane and called Hotch informing him of the developments. Hotch replied, "Why are you calling me, call Reid."

They had spent the morning having Edna Hammond's body exhumed and it was being sent to Quantico for autopsying. Morris was still upset that it had come to this however if anyone said anything, he was glad that he could point the finger at Special Agent Dr. Spencer Reid! Agent Reid, it appeared, was quite willing to take the heat.

The call came in after lunch, Reid's phone rang and Morgan said, "Hey man, how're you doin out there in the sticks."

"I'm fine, Morgan, how are you?"

"Good, we just finished our interviews here in Frankfurt. It appears Tracy Wilcox's grandmother wanted her to come down there and help the old gal look into the death of a friend of hers named Thelma, sorry no last name, who had just died. The grandmother felt there was some kind of foul play. Seems granny was a big mystery buff watched reruns of Matlock and Murder She Wrote, that sort of thing. So Tracy went down there to appease granny and was never heard from again. Makes you wonder doesn't it?"

"Yeah, okay, thanks Morgan. I'll be in touch when we get the autopsy results on Edna Hammond." Reid ended the call and said to himself, "Yeah, it makes you wonder."