A/N: Hey everyone. I'm sorry for the really long break. I've been trying to get as much done for my open stories as possible before school startes again, which is on the 24th, so there's not a lot of time. I'm ignoring my writer's block that seems to only apply to this story now, and forcing myself to write it. Hope you like it. I would love to know what you think, so please review! -A

Chapter 5: Impossiblity

Nothing is impossible, the word itself says 'I'm possible.'- Audrey Hepburn

"Mom," Spencer said. "I need to talk to you about something important." She looked at him, puzzled. Then a spark lit her eyes.

"Spencer, did you meet someone?" she asked. He stifled a chuckle. Classic mother, he thought. I say 'important', and she automaticly thinks it's about my love life.

"No, Mom," he assures her. "You'd already know if I did." She smiled.

"Well, you're still young and handsome, you'll find love someday." He smiled back.

"Thanks. Mom, do you know anyone named Eddie Dumant?" he asked, all joking asked. Her face contorted into concentration.

"That name does sound familiar... not Eddid, but the last name. I know I've heard it..."

"Just think, Mom. Take your time." She bit her lip as she thought. Then something seemed to hit her because she smiled and stood. This confused Spencer, and he watched her walk over to her dresser and pull a box off the top. She pulled off the lid as she sat back down and began rummaging through it. Finally, she pulled out a photo. He took it when he offered it to him.

He nearly passed out at what he was looking at. It was taken in the yard behind Bennington, that much was obvious. It was of his mother and a person he hoped never to see again. Kelsey Dumant. He looked at the date and it was from two weeks before.

"Mom," he asked, masking his sudden fear. "Who is this?"

"She's the nice volunteer I was telling you about," she said. "Chelsea Dumant. Maybe she's related to the man you were asking about."

"Yeah, maybe..."

"Why don't you take that so you can ask him if you ever see him. She said she was going out of town for a week or two, so I won't see her for a while." He nodded and stood, his mother following his lead.

"It was great seeing you, Mom," he said as he gave her a hug. She hugged him back.

"It was great seeing you too, Spencer. Will you visit again before you leave?" He smiled and nodded.

"I promise," he told her. She smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek before he walked to the door. "I love you," he said before opening the door.

"I love you too, Spencer." And, with that, he was gone. He wasn't far from a break down, he realized as he got into the SUV. Taking a calming breath, he started driving. As he drove, he thought.

It was aboslutely impossible. Kelsey couldn't be alive. They found her body in the burnt-down building... No, he corrected himself, they found a body. There was no way to prove if it was her or not. But there was no way she'd know about his mother... Wrong again. Hotch told me about the note. The one that said 'but don't worry, I'll make sure he's recognizable for his poor, sick mommy.' But that was just a way of trying to torment the other's... She wasn't dumb enough to risk dumping more bodies. She'd have made sure they were never found. Spencer shuddered at the thought.

But, how could she be alive? No one's seen hide nor hair of her since she was in Ohio. Someone would have recognized her... But no one would bat an eye if they saw a girl that may or may not have resembled a girl thought to be dead. And the news stories would have most likely ended at the Ohio border.

Then another thought attacked Spencer's mind. What were the odds of Kelsey showing up at the exact time of the murders, where the BAU would most definatly be called to help? Not good. This was planned, not random. This was Kelsey.

CM

Ignoring the looks he was getting for police officers, Spencer ran through the police station to the room the BAU were currently housed in. They looked up, suprised, as he slammed the picture on the center of the table. Confused, they all looked at it. All eyes widened when they saw it.

"Spence," JJ said slowly, "where did you get a picture of your mother and Kelsey Dumant?"

"From my mother," he told them. This confused them.

"Hotch told us you went back to the crime scence," Morgan said. Spencer looked blankly at him until he got it. "You lied?" Morgan asked, turning on Hotch.

"Morgan, I don't think that matters right now," Spencer said. "This picture was taken two weeks ago."

"That's when the murder's started," Emily said.

"Yeah. She's apparently a volunteer at Bennington Sanitarium under the name Chelsea Dumant."

"Like she wanted us to know she's here..." Rossi mused.

"Do you think she's connected to the murders?" Hotch asked, earning a nod from Spencer.

"Wait," Rossi said, holding up a hand. "The M.E. said that the last murder was definatly a man, due to the strength of the blows." This puzzled them. While they thought, Hotch spoke again.

"Reid, do you think this has anything to do with the text message?"

"What text message?" Morgan asked. Sighing, Spencer pulled his phone from his pocket, pulled up the message, and handed it to Morgan. "If it is, that's sick." Emily was trying to read it over his shoulder, so Morgan handed her the phone. Her eyes widened as she read it." It was passed to JJ and Rossi when Spencer remembered something.

"The phone call!" They looked at him like he was crazy, so he clarified. "Cheif Dumant got a phone call that I accidentally overheard before I left. He was talking to someone and it didn't make much sence at the time, but it might now... He said some guy was a loser, he talked about finishing something now. Then he said that he could do it because he's done everything else so far. Then something about a man not feeling that way, and the person he was talking to already knowing that. Then he said that he would give them a week to finish whatever before he was done helping them."

"You think he was talking to Kelsey?" JJ asked Spencer.

"I do now." He picked up the picture and put it in his pocket.

"Let's go talk to him," Hotch said to Morgan and Spencer. They nodded and followed Hotch to Eddie's office. It was empty. On the desk, Spencer saw the phone he'd used. Looking behind him for a second, he saw Hotch nod. He picked up the phone and looked at the recent calls. The top one made his stomach drop. Kels. He cleard the screen and dropped it back where it was. Hotch motioned for him to follow and they walked to the nearest officer.

"Do you know where Cheif Dumant is?" Hotch asked.

"He went home about half an hour ago," the officer said. Hotch nodded.

"Wait here," he told Spencer and Morgan. He ran back up to the others, said something real quick and came back down. "Okay, let's go."