"I have measured out my life with coffee spoons." - T.S. Eliot

It was still very early when she woke the next morning but she had work to do. Stretching she got up and headed for the bathroom. A hot shower would wake her body up nicely. Then she would eat and go for a run, as she always did in the mornings before the hunt. She turned the water on to as hot as she could stand before stepping in. She washed her body first then her hair. As she closed her eyes and began rinsing the shampoo out her mind wandered. The pack that had come to hunt her, they were very different from the others around them. She would have to be extremely careful in watching them. She would check in on George all day but there was plenty of time to watch these new people. She would follow their alpha because he was the most important. With that she got out of the shower and toweled off. Not bothering with cloths at the moment she went to the kitchen for breakfast. Taking a large skillet from its place hanging above the main island counter she put it on the stove and began warming it up. She retrieved a large package of bacon from the refrigerator and put almost half the contents in the skillet. While waiting for it to cook her mind turned to what she wanted to do to George should he refuse her help. She thought of the others and how they had refused help. She had to eliminate them and she had enjoyed it. She couldn't help it, as much as she wanted to help them she wanted to hunt them. She removed the barely cooked bacon and placed the rest of the package in the skillet. Scarfing down the first batch before it could get cold she again thought of the other hunters. Could she out hunt them? If they knew what she was really doing would they understand. After all wasn't what she did helping them? She took the last of the bacon from the skillet and put it in the sink. She savored her food this time, really tasting it. When she was done she washed the skillet and plate she ate from. They she quickly dressed for her run, it would be a quick four mile loop. When she returned she would need to take her shot. It would help her in the days to come when she took George. Making sure the door was locked behind her she set off at a jog towards the park. There were trails only she would run, where she would be undisturbed. She would practice various speeds and moves while running some small loops she had created on a trail way off the normal path. Many of them would be useful to her later.

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The alarm on the table between Morgan and Reid went off at exactly 5:30. Reid groaned as Morgan's hand reached out and shut it off.

"Five more minutes, I feel like I just fell asleep" Reid rolled over in his bed.

"Not a chance pretty boy," Morgan sat up. "You shower first, I'll make coffee."

Reid sat up and rubbed his eyes at the mention of coffee. He shoved the covers off and shuffled to the bathroom. "Better be strong" he muttered as he passed Morgan.

Morgan shook his head as the bathroom door closed only to open seconds later. Reid shuffled over to the desk opposite the bathroom where the tiny coffee machine the hotel provided sat. He took the pot, went back to the bathroom and came back the pot full of water.

"I expect coffee," and with that he was back in the bathroom the door closed again.

Morgan tossed his covers aside and got out of bed as he heard the shower begin. Walking over to the coffee machine her emptied the whole bag of grounds into the filter and added the water. The machine began to work and he went to his go bag. Pulling out what he'd ware for the day and laying it out. He didn't have to wait long before the shower shut off. A few minutes after that Reid came out with a puff of steam and one of the hotel robes.

"Any hot water left for me?" Morgan chuckled as Reid made a straight line for the coffee.

"Of course" Reid answered like it was a no brainer. He would always leave hot water for his friend. Morgan was sure he had calculated how big the water heater was at each place they stayed and determined the exact amount of time they each had for a hot shower.

Morgan walked past Reid and into the bathroom closing the door behind him. The bathroom was still very neat but it wouldn't be for long. Morgan took off his sleep cloths and got into the shower. Sometime later he came out and found Reid dressed sitting on the bed, coffee in one hand a case file in the other.

"Hotch called, we're meeting down stairs in ten minutes," Reid set the file down.

"Good just enough time for you to tame that wild mop you call hair," Morgan teased.

Reid frowned and ran his free hand over his hair. "Its fine" he almost pouted. But after a moment he got up and went back to the bathroom. Morgan took the opportunity to quickly dress and get his own cup of coffee. When Reid came out his hair didn't look that different.

"Get your stuff and lets go, don't want to be late," Morgan retrieved his gun and badge from the drawer he'd put it in the night before. Reid got his own gun and badge along with his messenger bag and the file from his bed.

They left the room and took the elevator down to the main floor. Hotch and Gideon were waiting and a few minutes later JJ and Prentiss joined them. They didn't bother with breakfast as they left for the station. They could get something a little later at the station or send one of their member out for something. Odd were they would order out and send Reid so he could get some of the super sweet coffee that seemed to be the only thing he'd drink.

When they got to the station the night shift was ending and the day shift was coming in. The place was very busy with almost all the cops present. JJ and Hotch paid particular attention as to get an estimate of their numbers. They would need that for when they gave the profile to them. They would present it to as many officers as they could at one time.

As they entered the conference room Morgan rebooted the computer. He knew it wouldn't be long before Garcia contacted them. And true enough they had just laid out their files when a video image popped up on the screen.

"Good morning my angels, how goes it in the land of blue skies?" Garcia looked as perky as ever.

"Hey baby girl," Morgan waved at her from where he stood at the table.

"I'll have you happy to know you have no shortage of leads today. I sent the list of criminals with complaints to your email and a hard copy is being faxed right now. Also I took the liberty of sending a list of all the local cemeteries as well."

"That's good work Garcia," Hotch looked up from his file.

"Thank you sir. Now I have some more things to run down and you have lots of work to do. I'll talk to you later," and her image disappeared.

"I'll go get the list" Prentiss said as she was closest to the door. Hotch nodded and she walked out.

"It's going to be a long day" Gideon looked around the room before letting his eyes fall on Reid. "Reid why don't you and JJ go get coffee and muffins or something. Go to one of the more popular coffee spots. You can judge the peoples attitude towards this case when they gossip."

The team was aware that the people in the area knew about the crimes from the paper and evening news but also any rumor mills that seemed to be very common to every small town. And everyone loved to share with friends when they met. Where better then in a coffee shop on the way to work. They both nodded and JJ took the keys Hotch had as they left.

(Sorry it took so long to update. I was sick for a while and had little to no computer time, and when I did I worked on my other story. But I am better now and got my computer back. Thanks so much for hanging in there while I was gone. Another update on the weekend. Enjoy the chapter.)