"Yo, Reid, you awake over there, man?" Derek Morgan asked.
Spencer Reid shook himself. He hadn't dozed off, but by the stares and gazes he was getting, he knew he had been missed in the conversation. There must have been some fact someone had wanted him to quote, but he hadn't.
"Patrick Shaw was murdered last night," JJ told the group. "Blunt force trauma to the head. Found in his own bed, with the same line from 'The Rape of Lucerne'." She passed photographs around of the scene.
"We need to be there," Hotch said, standing up. Gideon joined him.
Morgan intoned, "I'll get Garcia on the phone."
"Good," Gideon huffed. "Reid, work with Prentiss on victimology and a geographic profile. This unsub definitely has a type."
"Yeah, white males in their twenties," Reid replied. The thought then fully struck his brain. He was a possible target.
Morgan picked up his cell phone as Gideon and Hotch headed out the door. Reid could hear Garcia answer, "You've reached the fountain of knowledge. Speak and all shall be revealed to you."
Reid turned away and started looking down at the victims. They definitely all were white males in their twenties. They were all possible rapists too. Prentiss stared at a map of Woodbridge on the bulletin board. She very carefully put three tiny pins in the map where the victims had been found, all in their own beds in their own homes. Reid was really beginning to feel uneasy about this case. There were certain things that pointed to Sara. But he really didn't know that much about her. Sure, they had talked, over coffee a couple of times, at her place a time or two. But when it came down to it, she really didn't reveal that much about herself.
"Thank you Baby Girl, you are amazing," Morgan said into his cell phone. He had obviously had a hit on something. He closed the phone and cleared his throat. "Patrick Shaw was arrested last year."
"For rape?" Prentiss asked.
"Yep. But the charges were dropped," Morgan continued.
Prentiss practically lit up. "Was Garcia able ID the victim?"
"Come on Reid," Morgan called, grabbing his coat. "We have a victim to interview."
"Are you sure that's wise?" inquired Reid. "Two males, going and talking to a female rape victim?"
"She dropped the charges. Should be easy. Plus, you're feminine enough."
Reid knew he was joking and let it slide, even though Prentiss and JJ both tried to hide their laughter. He slowly got up and followed Morgan to the door. "So who's the woman who pressed charges?" he asked as they headed to the SUV.
"Name's Sara Jensen," he said. "She lives in Woodlee Terrace, 12517 Gordon Boulevard."
Reid tried not to show how shocked he really was. He really hoped that Sara wouldn't give it away that they knew each other. He had managed to keep this a secret for so long. To be there with Morgan was one thing, but if he found out about their relationship, he would never live it down. Morgan would be all over it. And yet, at the same time, this was something that he didn't know about her. She had reported that she had been raped. He wondered what had made her drop the charges. He knew that would be the topic of conversation. He really wanted Morgan to lead, and knowing Morgan's personality, he probably would.