Hi, it's me; who else do you think it would be? My evil twin brother; or my evil younger sister? Well, I actually do have a twin, if you're wondering and apparently I'm the evil one. ANYWAYS! I just got back from basketball tournament and let me tell yah, did my team ever play aggressively. I have bruises on my legs, and I kept shoving the other teams, another girl on my team hit a girl in the head because she thought the girls head was the ball. Loll. I also hit all of my checks in the face at one point xDD

Me: Do I really have to do the disclaimers?
Reid: Yeah, did you know that-
Me: Reid, I don't care. You're cute and all, but I don't need a ramble right now.
Reid: … She doesn't own me or any other CM character…
Me: On with the story!

Chapter 5? I think…:

Third Person's Point of View:

Garcia walked into the room where Leigh was. She looked around the room and saw JJ, Prentiss, and Reid all sleeping. Garcia looked at the sleeping form of Leigh and decided to go say hi.

"Hey, Leigh," Garcia whispered, not wanting to wake the others up. Leigh stirred and sat up, wincing.

"How'd you know I wasn't asleep?" She asked a confused, pained look on her face. Leigh looked down at her stomach and winced. 'Why did he shoot me?'

"Because… actually, I don't know. Could you tell me what happened in your past?" Garcia asked Leigh kindly. She saw Leigh flinch, but she quickly brought herself together. Leigh took a deep breath,

"Umm, when I was six, my, uh, mother would, uh, always t-take me too, uh, Birch Bay and, and s-she would always hi-hide me from, uh, from my father, because he was very a-abusive and h-he always would hit me, and even though my m-mother tried to stop him, she a-always just stood back and watched. Never a-actually stopping him. B-by the time I was thirteen, and was in grade 12, he tried to… uh, you know, and that's when I lost it and ran away. I haven't heard from him till this case. T-the man, Peter, is my… Father." Leigh finished, swallowing in her sobs. Garcia looked horrified.

"H- That man is your Father?" Reid asked, sitting up. He was listening to the whole story. Leigh looked his way and nodded. "I, I just didn't realize, cause I haven't seen him since I was sixteen, but that is definitely him." Reid clenched his fists, "Your father did those things to you, and had the nerve to shoot you?"

"Uh, yeah. Calm down, he's being sent to jail, isn't he? Nothing to worry about." Leigh told Reid, who had calmed down a little bit. Garcia had been observing Reid; he doesn't usually act like this…

Prentiss and JJ had woken up to the commotion; Reid was pacing back and forth, probably thinking.

Suddenly, Leigh started to get up, unhooking herself from the machines, Reid looked at her as if she was crazy, "What are you doing?"

"What does it look like? I need to get out of here." Leigh said, unhooking herself from a machine. She knew she had to do this, even if she wasn't allowed.

"No, you can't, you need to stay until your cleared to leave, your doctor hasn't said your cleared yet," Reid told her, "Well, technically I'm a doctor too, and I say I can," "Fine then, lay down. I'm a doctor too,"

"And why would I listen?" Leigh argued, stubbornly. "Because-"Leigh cut Reid off, "Look, I'm not going to just sit around, when I could be helping my dad be put in jail, you can come with me or not, but I'm going," Leigh said, walking out the door. Reid thought for a second and followed, leaving Garcia, JJ, and Prentiss amused.

"Was he… did that just- What just happened?" Prentiss asked, looking amused. Garcia smiled, and a big smile at that, "Reid likes her. It's obvious," Garcia said. JJ thought for a second, summing up of how Reid was behaving and it was like "BOOM" "Your so right, that was what he was showing. I didn't see it at first, but now I do. Oh, it also looks like he's in pretty deep too," JJ said.

"Well, let's see how he reacts when he finds out she actually did die…" Prentiss trailed off, "Yah, let's not."

Leigh's POV:

Geez… what does him not get about me not caring about being in bed? I asked myself, walking out to my car.

"You can't drive," Reid said, matter of factly. Well, uh, there's always the opinion of walking…

I started walking out to where the Police station was, it wasn't too far from here. Reid quickly joined in step with me. "I see you decided to walk." He stated.

"Yup…" I trailed off. Weird… I thought the station was closer.

We walked by a Trailer park called "Birch Bay RV Park". I smiled, remembering all the good times. I looked across the street and saw the C shop. One of the best ice cream/candy shops ever. Reid saw my smile, "do these places mean anything to you?"

"Yeah, I used to camp in the RV park, and that is one fine candy shop, but I would prefer this ice-cream shop." I said, as we crossed the street and walked into "The Bay Café" "You don't mind if we stop and say hi to a few people do you Spence?" I asked. He looked around and said, "I guess not."

We went up to the counter. "Excuse me!" I called out. A girl in her early 50's comes up to the counter.

"Can I help you lovely couple out?" She asked. My face went red. Did she just say… does she think?-

"Uh, we- we aren't, uh, dating." Reid stuttered out, his face also going red. "No, we uh, we work for the FBI together, and we just wanted to get some ice-cream and ask you a few questions, Cary," I said.

She looked me over, and she faced showed recognition. "Brianna? It's been so long! 4 years, wow, you've grown into a fine young lady. And sorry about the misunderstanding between you too, you look so cute together." She said, making my face go even redder.

"Uh, thanks? And I would like-"I was cut off by Cary, "Cookies & Cream; your favorite. And you, young man?" Cary asked Reid.

"Uh, Vanilla p-please." He said, stuttering. I rolled my eyes at him. "No need to stutter, Spencer." I told him, smiling.

"You guys sure you're not a couple?" Cary asked. Once again my face went red. "We're sure Cary, now, goes get the ice-cream!" I joked around. Why does she keep asking that?

Reid was playing with his hair. 'He needs a haircut…' I thought to myself. Cary came out from the back room and sat in a booth across from me and Reid.

"So what do you young FBI agents want to know?" She asked, folding her arms and yawning.

"Just a few question…" I trailed off.

"Do you know about the murders that have happened recently?" Reid asked, licking his ice-cream.

"Yes, I have heard of them, why do you ask?"

"Because we are pretty sure that the Unsub-"Reid cut me off, "Unsub is uh, Unknown Subject. It's what we use for bad guy, or villain, instead of actually using bad guy or villain. Now, we think that the unsub-"I cut Reid off, "Is a regular customer for you, uh, my f-"Reid cut me off, "Her father, now, can you tell us how he behaved the other day. He murdered your sister, the other day, after you reported her missing."

"Wow, are you guys sure that your not-"We both cut her off, "Yes!"

"Okay, okay, geez… umm he was acting a little… off. He kept turning his back away from the security camera, and keeping an eye on- oh my god!" Cary exclaimed.

"What?" I asked. Cary looked up and was almost in tears.

"M-Madeline was supposed to be at work today, but she-she never showed up. That night, he had kept a close eye on her and my sister- I should have noticed!" She cried out.

"It's okay ma'am, we'll find her." Reid reassured her, getting up and walking out the door.

"It was good to see you again Cary, take care!" I called, heading out the door, following Reid.

"Where are you going?" I demanded, catching up to him.

"Back to the boat, he's hiding her somewhere, I know it," Reid said. God, why does he care so much?

"Shouldn't you call Morgan first? For backup?" I asked.

"Because, she'll probably be dead!" He yelled. I stopped, standing back shocked. He turned around and realized what he said. I just rolled my eyes.

"I-I'm so sorry, I didn't mean-" I cut him off, "Whatever, it doesn't matter. Let's go." I said, heading towards the boat. God, why doesn't he think before he says something stupid?

We got to the boats and I quickly found Peters boat. I hopped in, Reid following.

I took out my gun and started looking in all the rooms.

"… If I crash on the couch, can I sleep in my clothes? Cause I spent the night dancing I'm drunk I suppose, if it looks like I'm laughing I'm really just asking to leave this alone you're in time for the show you're the one that I need, I'm the one that you loathe-" A song was coming from a room.

"Reid!" I whispered, he ran over to me and listened, "...I've really been, on a bender and it shows, so why don't you blow me, a kiss before she goes, give me a shot to remember, and you can take all the pain away from me, your kiss and I will surrender, the sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead, a light to burn all the empires, so bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be, in love with all these vampires-"

I opened the door and ran in there, searching the room with my gun. There was a 20 year old, smoking, on the chair.

"Put your hands on your head!" I yelled. My side was starting to hurt where I got shot, but I dismissed it. Reid came into the room, pointing the gun at her. The girl listened and put her hands on her head. Reid nodded to me and I walked over to her, holding her arms against her back.

The girl twisted around and kicked me where I got shot, she grabbed my gun from my hand- 'BANG!' there was a loud sound. The girl's body fell to the side. I looked to my right and saw that Reid had his gun out. I got up, wincing.

"You okay?" Reid asked me, rushing to my side, helping me up gently.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Nice aim." I told him, seeing the shot to her head. Reid's face flushed and he looked down, "I was actually aiming for her legs…"

I laughed, "Well, you got her anyways."

I grabbed my gun from the girl and put it in the case. I checked the girls pocket and found her wallet and I.D. card. I opened the I.D. card up and I was completely and utterly shocked at who this was.

Third Person's Point of View:

Morgan got out his cell-phone and phoned Prentiss.

"Pick up, pick up, and pick up-"Morgan's muttering was cut off, "Prentiss,"

"Emily, is Reid and Leigh with you?"

"No, I thought they were with you." Emily said into the phone. 'This is not good,' Morgan thought to his self.

"No, they aren't. This is not good," Morgan said. His second line began to ring, "Hold on Emily, getting a phone call,"

"Morgan speaking-"Morgan was cut off.

"Morgan! We need you down at Peter's boat right now!" Reid yelled into the phone. "And I guess emergency, even though she doesn't deserve it for almost killing Leigh…" Red trailed off. Morgan rolled his eyes and smirked.

"Be right there, pretty boy."

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OH! I also do not own the fabulous song called, "The Sharpest Lives" by MCR.

ILOVESPENCERREID!
~Breeze