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Diana Reid had been in an accident. Somehow in moments where she had been left unsupervised she had managed to take a fall down a flight of stairs. She was taken to the hospital immediately, and Reid had received a call. Instantly, he had bought a plane ticket and had flown to Las Vegas General where his mom was being treated. He had arrived a few hours after and now sat aside his mother's hospital bed.

"How did you fall Mom?" Reid looked over at his mother with sad eyes.

Diana sighed as she thought. Though she was lucid, she had suffered a minor concussion, and could not recall her memories clearly or quickly. Her eyes glazed over as she thought, remembering the events before she had taken her fall. As before, she replied, "I didn't fall. I was pushed."

Reid shook his head knowing she was confused. Simply, he smiled as he took her hand into his, "The doctors will take good care of you. I will take good care of you, ok?"

Diana smiled. She winced as she brought her hand to rest on her sons cheek. She stroked his skin with her palm. "I know, baby."

The doctor, a short pudgy Italian man named Dr. Antonelli, entered. A tall slender man trailed behind, wearing a surgical mask that hid much of his face. Dr. Antonelli picked up a clipboard off the side of Diana's hospital bed, and after a few moments of scanning through her charts began, "Sir, your mother has suffered a minor concussion and a bruised hip as you already know. I have called a surgical consult in"-he gestured to the man behind him-"to future inspect her current condition to see if surgery is necessary. This is Benjamin Myers." Dr. Antonelli turned to leave. "I leave you in good hands."

The man, otherwise known as Dr. Myer's approached Reid slowly. "Mr. Reid-"

It's Doctor." Reid interrupted, a small habit that he had developed. The man quieted and seemed to cringe inwardly from this correction. With an obvious struggle to control himself, control what?, he continued, "I just need to check her out." He spoke quickly.

Reid nodded and stepped away from the bed allowing the doctor room. For a few minutes he grazed his long bony fingers over Diana's body, inspecting her injuries. Soon he straightened his back and turned to Reid. Hazel eyes met hazel eyes. "Dr. Reid, I need to speak with you in private."

"What you have to say, you can say in front of my mother."

Dr. Myer shook his head. "No. I need to speak with you, and only you. Please come with me." His voice was strong as he persisted, his body tensed as he looked sternly into Reid's eyes. Seeing this, Reid couldn't help but feel there was something off about this man. The way he was acting, the way he chose to present himself, said something about his persona that Reid couldn't quite understand. Not yet anyway.

"Fine." Reid agreed, though he did not want to leave his mother's side. He turned to Diana and said, "Mom, I'll be back soon. I promise." The man in the mask seemed to mumble something incoherent under his breath. Reid turned to him, once again meeting his hazel gaze, "What did you say?"

"Please come with me," The man urged. Turning, he left with out another word. Hesitantly, Reid followed.

He didn't look back at his mother. He didn't know it would be the last time he would see her in a long time.

"How would we know that!?" Morgan shouted. "If we didn't see the change the whole time then how would we have known when it started?" He couldn't help but stare at Reid, who lay curled in the center of the room, eyes glassy and unmoving. He hadn't spoken a single word. If only he could tell them...

"He keeps saying all this began a year ago," Emily offered. "Maybe something happened that we are overlooking."

"Your right. We need to think." Rossi said, his brow furrowed as he wracked his mind. "Reid would have had to have been alone for this to happen."

"For a long time too. Ben would have needed time to get into 'character' so to speak," Hotch said. "He p-"

"Spence's Mom!" JJ interrupted, shouting suddenly as she pulled against her restraints, her body jolted with excitement. "When Mrs. Reid took her fall and went to the hospital. He flew down and was out for a few weeks. That was about a year or so ago. It could have happened then."

"Fuck."

The others turned to Morgan. "What is it?"

"When he came back, I could tell that something was different. He just seemed a little off. But I ignored it, thinking he was probably stressed about his Mom." Morgan angrily pulled against the chain that bound his wrist. "It's my fault."

"Yeah it is your fault!" A smug voice echoed over the speakers. "Three more minutes!"

"That son of a bitch," Emily grumbled, but she then turned to JJ. "Are you sure? I think your right but we can't risk getting this question wrong. Is there any other possibilities?"

No one responded.

"Guy's think! We are running out of time!"

"Time!" The sound of the the locks being undone and the door opening sounded. Light footsteps pattered down the stairs and soon Ben had emerged from darkness. "What is the answer?"

All eyes fell to JJ. Her hand's shook, a single tear fell from her red rimmed eyes. She nodded, and despite her fear, spoke, "Las Vegas. You took Reid a year ago when he went out to take care of his mom when she had her accident. We believe that you took him when he was there."

Ben looked slightly disappointed. "Correct." He rolled his eyes as he added. "You guys get one point."

Morgan couldn't help but think, Only four more to go. Maybe this would be easy? No. That was wishful thinking.

"How did you do it?" Rossi asked calmly. To an outsider one would mistake him as collected and at ease, but the team could see the anger that was raising inside him. "How did you take him?"

Ben smiled jovially. "I'm glad you asked. I have been waiting to tell this for ages." He walked over to the center of the room and sat down next to Reid. He pulled his too still twin into his arms. Reid's eyes vacant, his face expressionless. "Here is what happened..."

Reid followed Dr. Myer until they stopped in a dark empty hallway. There were no other doctors around and they were a good five minute walk away from Diana's room. The odd feeling about this guy had returned, and Reid felt his stomach lurch. He didn't like being alone with this man.

"What is it you wanted to tell me?" Was that his voice, all pitchy and high? "What is my Mother's prognosis?"

Dr. Myer did not say a word. He remained still as looked straight into Reid's eyes. Emotions of hatred and anger shining in his gaze. What the...

"Dr. Myer?" Reid began, unconsciously backing away. Dr. Myer moved toward him, and grabbed his arm before he could move further away. Before Reid could cry out he felt a sharp pain in his neck. A needle prick. Had this doctor just injected him with something?!

He tried to scream, yell for help before whatever effects this drug would have took hold. But no sound came out. Reid grasped his throat frantically. Why couldn't he talk?

"Vincristine." Dr. Myer laughed. With one hand gripping Reid's he lifted the fingers of his other toward the mask that covered his face. He pulled the material away. Reid's mouth fell open.

This couldn't be possible. Holy Shit! There, standing before him, was his twin. A perfect identical copy of Spencer Reid, with indistinguishable definition down to their hair line. Reid was too shocked to register another sharp pain as something roughly pricked his shoulder. But soon he felt the full effects of the drug as he went limp and fell to the floor. He felt his eye lids beginning to close, his mind go foggy.

"Hello Brother."

He heard the man's words before his mind was swallowed by unconsciousness.

"You son of a bitch!" Morgan yelled.

"Uh uh uh Derek. You better watch yourself." Ben pushed himself up from the floor, throwing Reid to the floor in the process and walked over to Morgan. He slapped him hard across his already battered face. "Rule number one."

Morgan barley moved.

"I can't-cant believe thats how it happened..." Garcia's small voice was barely audible. Thankfully Ben did not punish her for her words. Instead he replied, "Yes yes it is all very sad and what not. And the kicker: you all failed to notice!" But whatever, let's move one. Question number two."

"Hey wait," JJ interrupted. "Don't we get to ask a question after answering a question correctly? Isn't that one of the rules?"

Ben turned to her, annoyed. In a curt tone he replied, "Why yes. That is correct. You get one question." JJ looked to the others who urged her on. She sighed and took a second to think. There was a question that she desperately wanted an answer to.

It had been asked before, during their freebie. But she felt as if there was more to the answer then Ben had let on. Taking a deep calming breath, she mustered all the bravery she had hidden inside her, "Why are you doing this?" She asked. "Why does Reid deserve to suffer?"

Ben took a deep breath, seeming to keep himself under control and gazed at JJ through the heat that guarded his eyes. His body noticeably tensed as his fingers balled into fists. "Agent Jareau" He began, his voice deadly. "Don't you dare ask me that question." Ben moved in front of JJ, his eyes venomous, his words poison. He gripped her shirt tightly and spit near where the she sat. As he stood he delivered a swift kick to the agent's stomach, causing her to double over. "Do you understand me?"

JJ nodded, her gaze low. Ben's eyes remained on her crumpled form for a few seconds, until his face was once again shined with a sadistic smile. His composure changed and he visibly became more relaxed.

Hotch felt his breath catch in his throat as he waited for Ben to continue. He saw something there, when JJ had asked him the question. He knew his answer would give them clues to profiling this psychopath. One way or another, he was determined to get answers.

Deep blissful silence. Then.

No body expected it when he said, "Rossi this is specifically a question for you. What happened on the Bensen case?"

A/N: I must confess, I am not positive if "Vincristine" is the drug used to prevent a person's ability to produce sound, but I do not know otherwise. If any one knows the real drug, please feel free to correct me. Review or PM. And if you can, tell me what you think. Thank you for reading!