I'm going to write it internet people. I will try and update quickly. And probably will as I'm tremendously sad and don't have a life. Please enjoy!
Don't own Criminal Minds! How many times must I say it!
A deep breath as he surveyed his plans. Years of preparation, years of obsession had lead him to this. Spencer Reid was the perfect target. The only man he'd met who could match his intelligence and brilliances. It had taken such effort to create something he could not figure out. A mission he could not win!
Spencer groaned as his alarm rang through his flat. The young profiler battled with the snooze button, before mustering the effort to slide out of bed. Not yet opening his hazel eyes, he staggered sleepily across his bedroom towards the bathroom. His eyes hurt a little as he flicked the light on. He'd had little sleep, and only returned from a rather difficult case in Montana 8hours ago. In his head, as he got in to the shower, he began to list all the good things about working at the BAU, and came to the conclusion it was worth the effort. He quickly dressed after a text off Morgan asking if he would like a lift, a rare but always appreciated jester. The two stopped off at Reid's local coffee shop before driving to their FBI offices. A place they spent more time in then their actual homes.
Pushing open the glass doors Morgan and Reid entered the BAU. Hotch was already deep in paper work and JJ stood chatting with Garcia.
"Good Morning boys", JJ said with a smile as Reid headed straight for his precious coffee.
"Good Morning is it? It would have been better if it was a few hours later JJ" Morgan said leaning on the desk next to Garcia.
"Sorry Morgan" Hotch's voice said behind him. "conference room". A few grins at Morgan and they all made their way to the round table.
JJ made her way to her usual spot and prepared to brief the team. They all took their usual seats, and picked up the case files.
"This is Kevin and Edna Hemmingway they were found yesterday in their apartment. They had both been strangled three days before" , JJ turned her head to the screen were a picture of the first victim flashed up. Kevin Hemmingway was slumped against his hall wall. His head hung down, his eyes open and lifeless. Blood covered his forehead, and his hands were covered in scratches.
"It seems he was attacked as he came home from work. He was still wearing a coat and scarf and his briefcase was found next to him"
Then JJ flashed up a picture of a destroyed room. Crashed ornaments and upturned furniture covered the lounge room. And in the centre lay the second body. Edna Hemmingway lay with her eyes closed. Her long blonde hair was neat around her face and it rested on a pillow. Her skin was pale, but a delicately placed scarf hid the bruising on her neck.
"Sign of a struggle" Rossi said.
"Clear signs of remorse" Reid said examining the pictures.
"Maybe the husband was the intended target, and the UnSub didn't mean to kill her" Prentiss offered.
"You don't exactly choke someone by accident." Morgan answered.
"Well the treatment of the woman is consistent with the first victims. A year ago, Stuart and Laura Meehan were found in their apartment, both strangled. The husband had signs of a struggle and defensive wounds, the wife laid down on the floor, with her injuries covered up". As JJ spoke further pictures, of a year previous, flashed up in front of the team of profilers.
Hotch stood up and began to speak in his usual stern tone, "Dave if you and JJ go visit the family of the first victims. Prentiss, start on victimology. Reid, go speak to the coroner. Morgan and I will go to the latest crime scene"...
Reid entered the mortuary and smelt that o too familiar smell of strong disinfectant and death. His five coffee's had not totally banished his tiredness, and he quickly hid a yawn as the coroner walked towards him. The coroner was only a little older then Reid, tall, with long red hair. He walked quickly across the metal floor, extending his hand to Reid.
"Dr. Reid? I'm Dr. Watson. This way please", he said in a rather strong British accent. He lead Reid to the first of two gurney's, and pulled down the white sheet to expose Kevin Hemmingway.
"Well there isn't much to go on. Cause of death was asphyxiation. His hands were cut by a broken vase, and the head wound came from some short of blunt object" .
"Any idea what?" Reid said bending down to get a better look at the injury.
"I'd say a gun, but I can't be sure".
Dr. Watson and Reid moved round to look at the second body.
" Cause of death was asphyxiation again. I did find evidence of Sexual activity prior to her death. But no signs of assault. And from what I can tell I'd say the woman died first. Her time of death seems to be maybe two hours before the male", he said bluntly.
Reid considered this information for a second. A profile growing in his mind. He kills the woman first, but he shows them the most remorse. Signs of Sexual activity but no assault. The gun? I need to speak with the team...
As the profiler left, his phone began to ring. Reid answered and jumped in the black SUV.
"Where are you pretty boy?" asked Morgan.
"I'm just leaving, I'll be there soon". Closing his phone Reid put the keys in and started the engine. Playing with his rear view mirror he suddenly become aware of the silent figure. The man sat deadly still, not even breathing it seemed. He was tall and thin, but that was all Reid could tell. Every inch of him was wearing black clothes, including his face, that was covered with a ski mask.
Reid slowly moved his hand towards his gun. His mind racing with questions and confusion. How did he get in? Why is he here? What does he want? Reid felt the cold metal under his finger tips. But before he could even get a firm grasp on it, he felt pressure in the small of his back.
And then a cold voice came from behind him. "Don't even think about it Dr. Reid"...
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