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Morgan
Morgan took Garcia out of the apartment and knocked on a neighbour's door, he asked if they could take care of her. Reid's neighbour obliged when Morgan explained what had happened. Morgan walked back into the apartment and pulled out his cellphone, his hand shook as he placed the phone to his ear. Morgan wiped tears from his cheeks as he waited for Hotch to answer.
"Hello," Hotch's voice came from the phone.
"Hotch, you need to come to Reid's apartment," Morgan said in a small voice that he never knew existed in himself. "You also need to call FBI technicians and CSI."
"Morgan, what's happened? Is Reid alright?" Hotch said urgently down the phone. Morgan felt his throat tighten, he didn't want to say the words again.
"Hotch...he's dead. Someone killed him Hotch. There is so much blood and it looks like he was tortured. Oh god, he's dead," Morgan panicked slightly as he peeked around the corner again to see Reid's body. He looked away again not able to see his best friend, a man he considered his little brother, so still and lifeless. There was silence on the phone before Hotch spoke again, his voice shaking and upset.
"I'll call the team and forensics...just stay with him. We'll be there soon. Just don't leave him alone," Hotch said down the phone before the line went dead.
An hour and a half later - Reid
Reid watched as his body was photographed and samples were taken, he watched and hoped that there was some kind of evidence, something that would lead the team to the bastard that had killed him.
Hotch, Morgan, Emily and Rossi were in the room, simply staring at his dead body. All of them had silently cried, he had watched when JJ had entered the room and seen him, she had ran out of the room in tears, Reid had followed her into his neighbours apartment and found her and Garcia holding each other and crying. He had watched them and then returned to his apartment to watch the others. He hated no being able to do anything, he hated not being able to touch anything or do anything to help them. All he could do was observe while the anger inside of him grew and grew.
Reid looked away when the coroner and his team came for him, he couldn't watch as they unwrapped his bloody and cut wrists from the wire. He flinched as he heard the zipper on his body bag done up. He turned back to the team as they watched his body be taken out of his apartment. The team walked forward with gloves on their hands and into his bedroom which was smeared with blood.
"Can you just talk?" Reid said as he hated watching them be so silent. He hated the fact none of them could hear them. "Please just talk!"
Reid felt relief when they finally began to talk.
"I don't know if I can be here," Emily said as she backed away from the bed that was practically coated with blood. "He must have been so scared."
"I'll say it now, I want to find Reid's killer but I won't blame any of you if you want to leave. Reid was part of our family and someone took him away from us. I want this guy found and we are not taking another case till we have the killer," Hotch said with anger in his voice.
"I just can't understand why this happened to him. He has never done anything to hurt anyone and this happened to him. I can stay but just give me a minute. I want to find this bastard," Emily said as she struggled to keep her emotions under check.
Reid walked forward to be nearer to the team.
"Hotch, you have to find him. He hurt me and tortured me, you can't let him get away with this. You don't know what he did to me. I couldn't even scream," Reid pleaded to Hotch. Reid needed to vent how he felt even if no-one could hear him, he needed to talk even if there was a small chance that someone would hear him.
Rossi was the first to bring everyone back into profiler mode even though he struggled with the situation. Rossi knew that they needed to move right away if they were going to catch the bastard.
"We know that the unsub must have been here for a few hours. The forensic team said that he had probably been around since last night, judging by the clothing that Reid was wearing, he was already in bed when the unsub attacked him," Rossi said in a low voice.
"I didn't see, I didn't hear him," Reid whispered to himself.
"You all saw the marks around his wrists and ankles," Morgan said sadly. "The son of a bitch restrained Reid while he-he hurt him."
"Morgan, don't get upset. Please I can't watch any more of you cry," Reid said.
"I want Garcia to check the buildings security camera immediately. I want to know every person who came to this building last night," Hotch said. "Reid's autopsy is on rush but it's going to be a while before we...before we know how he died."
An hour later
Garcia sat at her computer screen, her eyes red where she struggled to stop crying. She couldn't understand how her boy genius, her junior g-man, could have been taken away from her and his family in such a horrific way. She could still see all the blood and she couldn't forget how he had been tied against with wire. Her heart ached as she thought about how happy Reid had been the day before. She wanted to cry just thinking about his smile.
She rubbed her eyes and took a deep breath, she placed her shaking hands on her keyboard and began to make her way into CCTV footage. She was about bring it up on the screen when a small beep caught her attention, she looked to one of her other screens and found herself looking in shock at the subject heading of the email that had popped up on her screen. The subject heading read:- Spencer's last night
Garcia scrambled out of her chair and shouted out of her office for the rest of the team to come. The rest of the team raced into Garcia's office.
"Garcia, what's wrong? Did you see something on the camera?" Hotch asked with a small hint of hope in his voice.
"No, I just recieved an email. It's subject heading says Reid's last night and it has a video attached. Oh god! I can't watch what is on that video," Garcia gasped as her chest began to feel heavy. JJ rushed forward and got Garcia out of her chair.
"You don't have to watch it," JJ said as she began to lead Garcia out of the office. JJ turned back to look at Hotch.
"I can't watch it Hotch, I just can't," JJ said before leaving the room with Garcia.
Reid
Reid opened his eyes and found himself in Garcia's office. He had stayed in the apartment after the team had left. He didn't know how he had got to Garcia's office.
'Okay, so I just have to really want to go somewhere to get there' Reid thought.
He looked up to see his team, they were all standing around a screen. Reid looked at the screen and felt his heart drop as Emily clicked on an email and a small video popped up. Reid felt anger rise up in him as the man popped up on the screen, his face obscured by a mask. Reid turned away from the screen for a moment as he remembered his murderer's eyes, they were the last things he had ever seen while he had been alive.
"Hey everyone," the unsub said happily to the camera.
Reid slumped to the floor and closed his eyes, he didn't want to see the video. He couldn't watch the beginning of the last night of his life. He didn't want his team to see it either, he knew that the bastard was going to send something to the team. Deep down he had just hoped that the man who had killed him wouldn't do it.
Hotch
Hotch watched as the unsub stepped away from the camera and pointed to a bound Reid. Hotch clenched his fist as he realised that this time there was no way to save Reid. This wasn't a live feed they could trace or for Reid to leave clues.
No, he knew that this video was Reid's last terrifying night. A night that the team had not been there to save him.
"It's such a beautiful night and little Spencer is just so excited for tonight. I think Spencer is trying to say something," the unsub said before marching over to Reid, he pulled Reid into a sitting position by his hair before climbing onto the bed and holding Reid up by his hair.
"Oh Reid," Morgan said as he watched Reid clench his eyes shut in pain, his cheeks wet as tears ran down his cheeks.
"Come on Spencey, talk to them," the unsub taunted as he stroked Reid's cheek with his gloved hand. Reid moved his mouth but no sound came out.
"Why can't he talk?" Emily said in horror as she watched the video, her entire body shook as she watched Reid try to talk.
"How dissappointing? Not even a little scream," the unsub pouted before letting out a chuckle of laughter. "Oh yes, you can't scream because of the bleach I put in your vocal cords."
"Son of a bitch!" Morgan screamed at the screen before grabbing Garcia's chair and throwing it into the wall. He put his hand on his head and let the tears fall. The unsub made Reid face him and smiled at him.
"No one is coming for you tonight," the unsub laughed.
The screen cut out leaving the team staring at the screen in silence. The silence was broken as Morgan hit the wall with his fist.
"Morgan, calm down" Emily said as she tried to calm Morgan down.
"No! I always promised him I would look out for him. I was supposed to protect him. He is dead while the bastard who fucking killed him is out there and taunting us. The last thing Reid ever saw in his life was that bastard. I just can't. I'm not stopping till Reid's killer is found. Don't tell me to calm down when my best friend is dead!" Morgan screamed before storming out of the office.
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