Morgan, Printess, and I arrived at Collin's house; it was clear that he hadn't been there since he had begun killing. There were dishes cluttering up the sink in the kitchen, some food that had been left on the plates now rotted, flies feeding off of it. His room looked like a tornado had ripped through it. Large furniture had been knocked to the floor and pools of bedroom items, books clothes, discs and everything in between had been destroyed.

"Everything has already been bagged and tagged so you can move anything around." Our escorting officer spoke as he placed his hands on his hips above his belt. His eyes followed us as we walked past him and stepped carefully through the bedroom. He had been all but welcoming on the way over from the station. It was common though, bitterness from the force having to ask for outside help, feeling like they didn't need it.

"Thank you, if we need anything we'll let you know." I looked to him as I spoke. He looked annoyed and tired as he met each of our gazes before letting out a light sigh before going back to his car.

The front door closed loudly and Morgan chuckled, "Its gunna be one of those cases then?" He knelt down to the ground sorting through some items on the floor, sorting them into certain piles of things.

"Do you think it's a man thing or a cop thing?" I asked Printess as we began to look around. She looked at me with a toothy grin and I winked at her so she knew for a fact I was messing with Morgan.

A tall bookshelf lied on its side jutting out from the corner of the room. She slid it on its side to lean against the wall, "I'm sure it's a man thing."

"What's a man thing?" Morgan, crouched to the floor, turned on his toes to join the conversation.

"Not wanting to accept anyone's help to solve a problem." I began collecting books, reading the titles and stacking them. Most titles I read had to do with religion or psychology every few books I would see one dealing with biology and anatomy. I've seen this combination of subjects enough times while I was studying past cases to know nothing about this was going to be easy. I furrowed my brow, there were way too many of these books; a collection that could fill a library on its own.

I turned to face Morgan, a book in each hand as he bared a shit eating grin and said, "I see how it is, you expect us to do everything and then get mad when we want to prove we can. Just like a woman," Morgan took his turn for a playful jab, but I couldn't bring myself to laugh at it.

"Who exactly are we dealing with here?" I asked holding out the books.

Their smiles vanished as they stood up and stepped over to me. They each took a book from my hands and looked them over, "Are they all the same subject?" Printess asked. She held an anatomy book in her hands, flipping through some of the first few pages of it.

"Anatomy, science, religion; all the ones we need to see to be kicked into overdrive. And I haven't even been through every book yet, who knows what else this guy knows." I answered looking over my shoulder as if the unsub himself were lurking in the doorway.

"We need to get Reid over here." Morgan pulled out his phone and stepped out of the room into the hallway. He walked down the hallway as he began to explain the situation, to who I assumed was Hotch, and get Spencer over here.

I knelt down, picking up another book and began to skim through it. He had made notes around the outline of the words on a majority of the pages. I set that books down and chose another; it looked like the previous one, notes scribbled around, some pages had even been blacked out and useless had been written at the top. I could only guess that every book in the room looked like this in some way of its own.

"Speaking of Reid," Printess spoke in a sing song tone, "I heard something about the two of you." I slowly raised my head to meet her eyes. Her eyes held a childlike essence as she smiled.

"Is this really the time to talk about it?" I laughed through a groan as I rose to my feet.

"With our job, it's never the right time. But we will talk about this." She wagged her finger at me as if saying, 'You wait and see...'

"You know what, when we get home, you, me, JJ and Garcia – since I'm sure she's the one who told you whatever it is you think you know – will have a girl's night out and we'll talk about whatever you want."

She smiled and nodded as Morgan came back into the room, "Reid's on his way. We should probably start looking through the rest of the house."

We agreed and split up, each taking a different room to look through. Though after that little conversation with Printess I was finding it hard to focus on one thing; my mind went through different stages of worry – that this un-sub was more than we originally thought, that Hotch already knew about Spencer and I – and my body just going through the motions of searching a room with detail. I shook myself out of it and made myself pay attention where my attention was most needed.

The living room didn't look like much. He had a couch that faced a TV- that had its screen busted through - with a coffee table dividing them, more books stacked tall against the walls and that was it. There were no pictures – of family and friends or any artwork – on the walls, the only signs of decoration had been a rug underneath the table. I crossed the room to look at the books, it was important that we knew about anything he knew about.

The floor creaked beneath me as I passed in front of the couch; a hollow creak that gave the floor a light bounce. I stopped looking down to the floor where it had creaked. I bounced up and down on the balls of my feet a few times. It creaked louder and almost sounded like wood lightly clapping together. I hurried and moved the table and couch away from the rug, grabbing with both hands and flipped the rug a side.

A trap door was hidden beneath the rug; a small hole looked back at me at the top of it where one would pull it up. I pulled my gun out from its holster and slowly looped my fingers through the door hole.


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