A/N: I decided to post this earlier than I planned to because I just had heaps of motivation, thank you so much to everyone to added this to their alerts and favorites and reviewed as well, love you so much~3 CMSP, Really? I had no idea =O I told you I thought of this when I watched Profiler Profiled again. Yeah, I suppose Reid is a bit wimpy =P I should 'man him up' xD Thanks for the advice~3

Anyway, Chapter 2 =3, Excuse me for any grammar mistakes, I wrote this kinda late and in one go (WOOOO~!).

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Chapter 2: Profiles

Hotch walked out of the room, ignoring the gazes of his team.

"Well?" JJ demanded, "What'd you find out?"

"We can't jump to conclusions before we see the profile itself," Hotch replied shaking his head, "We need to see exactly how accurate it was,"

"Did he tell you anything that could help us?" Prentiss said glancing through the one way mirror.

"Not much, he only told me the three victims were friends of his mother," Hotch said bluntly, "He was also on his way to visit her when he was arrested," He crossed his arms and glanced through the one way mirror, wondering if there was more to it than that.

"We need to know more about the victims," Rossi said, "And more about Reid as well,"

"Gotcha," Morgan said, taking his cell phone out and dialing the tech room number.

"You've reached the office of 'I'm always here to save your ass', how may I help you?" Came Garcia's cheerful voice from the other end of the line.

"Hey, baby girl," Morgan said, "We need some info."

"Ask away, oh my handsome knight,"

"We need some info about Priscilla Walker, Brianna Davis and James Parkinson, oh and more about Spencer Reid,"

"Alright, what do you need to know about 'em?"

"Anything you can find,"

"Alright I'll call you back soon as I can,"

"Thanks, Garcia,"

"Anytime, precious," Garcia gave a small laugh before hanging up.

Morgan pocketed his phone before turning back to Hotch who sighed and uncrossed his arms.

"Morgan, Prentiss, go to the scene and see what you can find," he instructed, "JJ, go deal with the press, Rossi come with me, we need to see what exactly is in that profile," The team nodded before splitting up.

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Garcia stared at her monitor feeling both astonished and furious. She had typed in everything she could about the names Morgan had given, but she couldn't find anything except for the fact that they were all committed to the sanitarium around the age of around 43.

Refusing to accept the fact that she absolutely couldn't find anything, Garcia typed commands into the computer, trying with all her might to at least find something even remotely useful, high school reports, birth certificates, driver's license, ANYTHING.

"Dammit!" Garcia muttered, teeth clenched when error message after error message popped up, "Why are you failing me…" Taking a deep breath she typed more commands and searches into her computer, there had to be something…

~(CM)~

Morgan stepped into the sanitarium building followed closely by Prentiss. Looking around he saw a couple of officers questioning a doctor who looked angry and confused. Morgan frowned, what were THEY doing here, were they trying to gather more evidence so that they could charge Reid? He watched the doctor shake her head furiously before Morgan turned to Prentiss. The expression on her face showed she was thinking the same thing.

"Hi," Came a voice behind them, "Can I help you?" Morgan turned to see a short woman dressed in a doctor's uniform giving them a smile that looked forced.

"Hi, I'm Agent Emily Prentiss and this is my partner Agent Derek Morgan, we're with the FBI," Prentiss said as they showed the woman their badges, "Do you think you could answer a few questions for us?"

"Oh… yes, of course," the woman replied, shaking their hands, "I'm Doctor Lillian Heaviks,"

"Doctor Heaviks, you know about the schizophrenics who were murdered here correct?" Morgan said.

"I do," Doctor Heaviks nodded sadly, "They were all so bright, especially Brianna…"

"Do you think you could tell us anything about them that they might have had in common?" Prentiss asked gently.

"Oh, I don't know… I suppose they were all quite cheerful people…"

"Is there anything else they could have in common?" Morgan said.

Doctor Heaviks looked at them uncertainly.

"…Well I suppose they were all friends with a man who visited often,"

"What's his name?" Morgan said slowly, wondering if it really was who he thought it was…

"Spencer Reid (Morgan and Prentiss exchanged glances)," Doctor Heaviks replied smiling again, "An intelligent and wonderful boy he is, visited often... Oh! I heard he was arrested for these murders, is it true?" She had stopped smiling again.

"Yes ma'am, it's true," Prentiss replied looking at Morgan with a pained expression.

"Oh dear! He'd never do something like this! He wouldn't…" Doctor Heaviks cried staring pleadingly at the pair.

"I know, doctor, but there's nothing we can do to prove he's innocent unless we find any evidence to prove it," Morgan said glancing at Prentiss who was looking at Doctor Heaviks sadly.

"His mother is so upset…" Doctor Heaviks muttered.

"His mother?"

"Yes, Diana Reid, she was their friend as well, she's been having a lot more episodes after Priscilla was murdered,"

"May we speak to her, ma'am?" Morgan said.

"Of course, right this way," The pair followed Doctor Heaviks as she turned and lead them past the officers arguing with the doctor. Morgan couldn't help but catch a bit of their argument.

"I don't know why you keep wanting me to agree with you, Agent Phillips!" The doctor cried angrily, "I think Spencer is innocent, he would never do something like murder, and that will ALWAYS be my view on this case!"

"We never wanted you AGREE with us, doctor," the man named Phillips replied sounding annoyed, "We just want your cooperation,"

"Well you won't be getting that anytime soon with me thinking and KNOWING that Spencer is INNOCENT!"

"Ma'am, it's our job to convict people guilty of crimes like these," Phillip's partner said sounding equally as annoyed as Phillips.

"Well then you're doing a lousy of it!" the doctor snarled, "You should be off catching the real killer instead of lazing around here! Why don't you get your asses out of here and do something useful!"

Morgan couldn't help but smile and feel an odd satisfaction at hearing the doctor stand up to the officers. Glancing at Prentiss, he saw that she too was grinning ear to ear.

Doctor Heaviks lead them to a room filled with a few people sitting or standing here and there. Sitting near a window and staring outside was a blond short-haired woman. Doctor Heaviks lead the pair towards her.

"Diana," She said softly as they approached the woman, "These people here are from the FBI, they want to talk to you,"

Diana looked up from the window abruptly staring at Doctor Heaviks to Prentiss and Morgan.

"But I didn't do anything wrong, why are they arresting me?" Diana demanded suddenly.

"Oh no, Diana," Doctor Heaviks assured putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder, "They aren't here to arrest you, they're just here to talk," Diana just stared.

"Uhm… Ms Reid?" Prentiss said softly, "Do you mind if we… talk about your son?" There was silence for a moment before Diana muttered something incoherently.

"What was that, Ms Reid?" Prentiss asked gently.

"He didn't do it," Diana repeated, just audible, "He didn't do it, he didn't do it, Spencer wouldn't, he wouldn't, he didn't, he didn't do it, Spencer didn't, Spencer wouldn't…" Morgan glanced at Prentiss before sighing and turning to Diana trying to look reassuring.

"Ms Reid," He said, "Do you think you could tell us anything about your son that could possibly help us?" Diana stared at Morgan before her expression turned dark.

"Help you with what?" She muttered darkly, "Convicting Spencer?"

"I don't know what you tell us could do, it could possibly help us prove your son is innocent, it may not," Morgan said looking at her in the eye. Diana glared at him.

"I am not going to be part of your little plan of operation-convict-Spencer," Diana said glaring at the pair, she turned away and looked at Doctor Heaviks, "Lily, can you please tell these people to leave?" Doctor Heaviks turned to face the pair.

"I'm sorry, agents," she said apologetically, "Please leave, I don't want to upset Diana," She added in whisper as Diana turned away to stare outside again.

"OK, doctor, thank you for your time," Morgan said, trying to keep the coldness out of his voice, was it so hard to just tell them even something small enough to help them about Reid? He and Prentiss turned to retrace their steps back to the entrance. As they approached the door, a doctor, whom Morgan recognized as the doctor arguing with Agent Phillips and his partner, stopped them.

"Excuse me," She said sounding nervous, "Are you perhaps the agents who are trying to prove that Spencer is innocent?"

"Uhm, we're not here for exactly that purpose," Prentiss said, eyebrows slightly raised, "but I suppose you could say that," The doctor held out an envelope. Morgan and Prentiss stared at it.

"It's for Spencer," the doctor explained, "A man came by and dropped it off," She held it out for them to take. Morgan took the envelope from her cautiously and stared at it. There written in the middle in neat handwriting was Reid's name.

Morgan turned to Prentiss who grabbed the envelope from him and stared at it eyebrows raised higher. They exchanged glances. Morgan turned to the doctor.

"Do you remember who gave you this letter?" Prentiss asked her.

The shook her head sadly, "Sorry, his face was hidden by a hat," she said apologetically, "But I remember he was wearing a large coat and he was looking around a lot. Oh and…" She looked around nervously and hesitated.

"Ma'am?" Morgan said, "Is there something important we need to know about this guy?"

The doctor took a deep breath before answering.

"He said that if anyone but Spencer opened the letter someone close will get hurt. He made sure to make it extremely clear to me that only Spencer was to open it and read it first…"

Morgan and Prentiss exchanged horrified looks.

"Ma'am, do you remember anything else about this man?" Prentiss said impatiently.

"Well…" The doctor tilted her head uncertainly, "His voice did sound quite familiar to me…"

Morgan stood there stunned for a moment before Prentiss spoke up.

"Familiar?" She asked uncertainly.

"I thought I might have heard it before, years ago,"

"Years?"

"Perhaps 8 or 9 years ago, I just can't put my finger on it, I've heard his voice somewhere before…"

"…Alright, thank you for your time doctor," Prentiss smiled at the doctor before the pair turned to leave.

"Please, get Spencer out of there, he doesn't belong in a place like that…" The doctor whispered behind them.

Morgan paused and turned around, staring at the woman, pleading with her eyes before he replied.

"We will, ma'am" He assured, before he followed Prentiss out the door.

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Hotch and Rossi slowly approached Moran, who was still steaming, at his desk.

"Agent Moran," Hotch started slowly, "Do you think we could see that profile of the unsub? The one you used to convict Reid,"

Moran turned to look at them, his face was still extremely red but he had calmed down enough to talk to them. He smiled wryly.

"Alright, you can see it," Moran's smile was extremely unsettling, "But when you do, you will only be more convinced of Spencer Reid's guilt," He smiled again before turning to his desk.

He flipped through the files littered here and there slowly, in a way it slightly annoyed Hotch.

"Here!," he exclaimed suddenly, holding a file in his hands triumphantly, "Here it is," He opened the file and looked up at them.

"Care to look through it?" He said holding the file out to them.

Hotch glanced at Rossi before taking the profile from Moran and the pair started reading.

"Tall white male," Rossi muttered, "aged between 20 and 25, non-threatening to the victims, most likely knows them, victims have relation to him or someone close to him, intelligent, visits often- Now how does this completely narrow down the suspects to Reid?"

Moran laughed smugly before grabbing the file from them.

"Allow me to clear your minds," He said, smiling, "There are around 600 people living in the area of the crime scene, the unsub most likely lives near the scene. Tall, white male around the age of 20 to 25. He most likely knows the victims or has a relative or friend close to them who can assure them that he is harmless, guess who admitted that he knew the victims himself?" Moran stopped to smirk up at them. The pair stayed expressionless, waiting for him to finish.

"Probably quite intelligent with a high IQ so that he has a knowledge of schizophrenia," Moran continued, "allowing him to talk comfortably to the victims, and gain their trust. He also visits the scene of the crime often, more often after the first victim, either out of grief or to find new victims or both. Most likely has a criminal record" Moran looked up from the profile, smiling.

"And after I narrowed the suspects down to Reid, I checked with the doctors, every time the body was found, Reid had just the hospital," He added. Hotch however was more interested in something else.

"What was Reid charged with?" He said.

"Excuse me?" Moran said looking at Hotch, eyebrows slightly raised.

"The profile said the unsub most likely had a criminal record," Hotch replied looking Moran in the eye, "What was Reid charged with?"

"Sharp listener you are," Moran replied smiling, "Well I got our tech to search up files on Reid, and it turns out Reid was charged with breaking and entering at the age of 12, a few months before he graduated. It wasn't something big but he was still charged all the same,"

Hotch and Rossi exchanged glances.

"OK, thank you detective," Hotch muttered turning and walking away from him followed by Rossi.

"Why didn't Garcia find this?" Rossi muttered shaking his head, "We need to talk about this with everyone else,"

Hotch pulled his phone from his pocket and dialed Morgan's number.

"Yeah, Hotch?" Morgan's voice came from the other end of the line.

"Morgan, we need to talk about this case as a group, come back to the station,"

"I was on my way anyway," Morgan replied before hanging up.

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"Reid has a criminal record?" Morgan said unbelievingly. The team was standing outside the interrogation room. Behind the one way mirror, Reid's head was bowed again, hair hiding his face.

"How could Garcia have not noticed this…" Prentiss muttered shaking her head.

"I don't think it was Garcia's fault… Something must have disturbed her system" Morgan sighed looking through the one way mirror.

"Could Reid possibly have done this?" JJ whispered, "All the points lead to him being the unsub,"

"Reid just doesn't look like the murdering type…" Prentiss said.

Morgan sighed and looked at Hotch's expressionless face, was he actually thinking that this kid the unsub? Morgan looked at Prentiss who looked like she was worried about the exact same thing.

"We can't assume anything," Hotch said finally, "He is a suspect unless we find something that could prove that he is innocent,"

"Hotch, you really think-" JJ started.

"Morgan, Prentiss, did you find anything at the scene that might be of any use to us?" Hotch said cutting across JJ, who looked slightly offended.

Morgan thought for a moment before remembering the letter the doctor had given them. He looked at Prentiss who nodded and handed the envelope to Hotch. Hotch and Rossi stared at it.

"A doctor at the sanitarium gave it to us telling us to give it to him," Prentiss explained, "She said someone dropped it off and she said he told her to tell us that if anyone but Reid opened it, 'Someone close will get hurt',"

"So what do we do?" Rossi said looking at Hotch.

Hotch hesitated.

A/N: OMG that was a long chapter (wipes forehead). And yeah, I did make up heaps of stuff, I know Diana's sanitarium isn't in that area but I didn't think about that before writing the first chapter -head desk- so I had to go with the flow. I also made up the part about Reid having a criminal record (duh), but it contributes heaps to the story. Don't worry, I've got the main plot set out, I know the mina stuff that's going to happen ;D

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