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Chapter 2

Let me fill you on what has happened so far; 5 murders in Birch bay. 3 of them I know. We are now on a jet to birch bay. You are now filled in.

"So, how do you know these people?" Spencer said, taking a seat next to me in the corner.
"I've known Vicki since I was 5, and Daie, and Connie since I was 11," I told him, looking down. I put my head on his shoulder and begged myself not to cry. He put his arm around my shoulder.

He's surprisingly comfy… I thought before drifting off in the 5 hour flight.

JJ's POV

"Hey! Spence!" I called Reid; I wanted to ask him what he thinks of the new girl. When he didn't answer I got up and looked, I saw him in a corner seat way at the front. Is he… sleeping? I thought. I walked up to him.

"Hey, spencer-"I stopped myself in mid-sentence because, my god, this was so cute. "Guys! I yelled/whispered. They all came over to where we were. I pointed to Reid.

"We need blackmail," Morgan said, taking out his phone and snapping a picture. Emily also got a picture. I took out my phone and got a picture as well. This was just too cute. Leigh had her head on Spencer's Shoulder, and Spencer's head was resting on hers, his arm was also around her shoulder.

Once I snapped the photo though, Leigh jumped up startled, and Spencer woke up after she banged her head on his. Woopsie.

IAMALINE IAMALINE IAMALINE

After I got rudely woken up, I wouldn't even look at Reid, no, no, no, I wouldn't even go near him! That's how embarrassed I was. God, why did I fall asleep? Stupid, stupid, stupid!

I kept sensing him staring at me, but I wouldn't look. I would just keep avoiding eye contact with him. Grrr, why do I have to be such an idiot?

"Were here," JJ called out to now one in particular. I got up quickly and dashed off the jet before Reid.

IAMALNE IAMALINE IAMALINE

Reid gave the others a confused look. He quickly shook it off. No reason to fight right now. Reid thought to himself, he didn't even know why she was mad at him.

"Morgan, Leigh, and Prentiss, you go check out the crime scenes. Reid, JJ, Rossi, come with me," Hotch said. Leigh followed Morgan and Prentiss to the car. "Shotgun!" Leigh called out hopping into the front seat. Prentiss rolled her eyes and got into the back of the black SUV. Morgan got in and they were off.

Reid got in the backseat, Hotch driving, and JJ in the passenger's seat. Then they were off.

Leigh's POV

"Morgan, Leigh, and Prentiss, you go check out the crime scene. Reid, JJ, Rossi, come with me," Hotch said. I bolted to the Black SUV's door and called out, "Shotgun!"

After I sat down, I noticed I sounded like a kid when I said that. My face flushed. Woopsie. No one was talking; it was sort of… awkward? Until Morgan, struck a conversation.

"So… You and… Reid?" He asked. What? I voiced my thoughts, "What?" I almost choked on my own saliva.

"But you were, on the plane…" He trailed off. Oh, he is dead. I do not, I repeat, do not like Spencer. Maybe just as a friend, for now.

"No! Well, of course I like him, I mean who wouldn't? But as a friend." I told them. Geez, it's not like someone automatically likes someone because they accidently fell asleep on their arm. Right?

"Were here," I told Morgan. He pulled over and I hopped out, literally. Prentiss opened her door and got out right before Morgan did. I saw the police deputy and went to go say hi.

"Hey Steve! How are yah?" I asked. You see, remember I know this place like the back of my hand.

"Hey kiddo, I'm doing good, but not right now. We can socialize later," Steve told me. 'What's up with him?' I wondered.

Prentiss, Morgan, and I walked inside the trailer. I remember this trailer. I looked around the doors and windows for a forced entry. "I don't see a sign of any forced entries," I reported. So it must be someone they know.

Morgan looked in the kitchen area. "This is where he must've got the knife from," He pointed out. I looked at the knife that was on the ground. It was a steak knife.

"Hey, come look at this," Prentiss said. I walked over to her and gasped.

As Hotch, Rossi, JJ, and Reid entered the Police station, the Sheriff walked up to them.

"You must be…" He trailed off. "I'm agent Aaron Hotchner, this is Agents Jennifer Jareau, David Rossi, and Dr. Spencer Reid," Hotch introduced them. Reid scratched the back of his neck nervously.

"You look a little young to be a doctor…" The sheriff trailed off, eyeing Reid. Reid sighed and said, "I have PhD's, to be more specific, three of them,"

"Are you a genius or something?" The Sheriff asked. Reid answered quickly, remembering this question from a while ago.

"Yes, I am a genius," Spencer said, in short form for once, "So where do we set up?" Spencer just wanted to get the attention off of him.

"You can set up your stuff in this room over here," The sheriff said, leading the way to their room.

'Good,' Spencer thought, setting up the pictures on the board. 'Time to get to work,'