Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds, such a shame, really.
A/N: Continued thanks to all the reviewers. You inspire me.
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"Okay, ballistics says Drake Holloway was killed with a 30-06, probably from a Remington semi auto rifle, used mostly for deer hunting." Rossi said, reading the report from Noble County.
"It's probably a long shot but could we get Garcia to go through gun registrations and see if anybody from the class registered that type of weapon," Morgan suggested.
"A lot of people probably have those guns and are just legitimate hunters but I suppose it's worth a try," Emily responded.
Morgan took out his cell and pressed speed dial for Garcia. "Guru of all knowledge, speak ye who seek the truth."
"Hey baby girl, we need something from you."
"When don't you? Okay, challenge me, you beautiful chocolate God," Garcia bantered back.
"We need you to put Allie's classmates in a search and see if anyone registered a 30-06 semi auto rifle, probably a Remington."
"Morgan, I said challenge me. By the way, I might have something for you. I may know how he keeps track of all his classmates."
"How's that Garcia," Emily inquired from across the room.
"Facebook," Garcia answered.
"Facebook," Morgan repeated.
"Yeah, they're practically all on Facebook and you'd be surprised what you can learn about them. If the killer poked them and they knew him, they'd let him in as a friend. Guys, Allie's on there. Just a little tidbit, I'll get back to you about the gun registration. Toodle loo for now." The line went dead.
"I never thought of Facebook," JJ admitted. "These people just handed information about themselves and what they were doing to a killer."
"Disguised as a friend," Emily pointed out.
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"I'm sorry about all this; I know it's spoiling the reunion for you but what was I supposed to do when I noticed the number of deaths was inconsistent with the statistical data?" Reid looked at Allie and then moved his chair around the table so he faced her with no table between them.
"Nobody else would have noticed it and everything would have been fine; oh I know, that's illogical, I'm just disappointed. I wanted this weekend to be so nice for us," Allie lamented, looking down at her hands.
"But I did notice and once I did, what could I do, forget about it, ignore it? What if the next person he chose was your best friend, Chantal, and her unborn baby?" She nodded, continuing to look at her hands. Reid placed the tips of his long fingers under her chin and tilted her head up so their eyes met, the anguish in his voice unmistakable, "What if the next person he chose was you?"
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"We're not getting anywhere on the profile." Hotch complained. "It's retaliation but retaliation for what? Darcy was bullied but Brian was a bully. So there's a connection there but they're opposites so perhaps his reason has nothing to do with that."
"We're obviously missing something. What about Lorne Kemp, do we have to have his body exhumed to look for the potassium chloride Reid thinks caused the heart attack," JJ asked?
"Yeah, we'll have to do that in time but for now we'll just assume he's a part of this. It seems unlikely that he's not," Rossi replied pacing in front of the cork board. "I wish Allie was he…"
"Well wish no more," Reid said walking into the room holding Allie's hand.
"Hi Allie," Hotch said, "Feeling better?"
"Yeah, sorry about the outburst before."
"What outburst," Reid said, "Allie, we need you to tell us more about these people; we need to build a profile and for that we need to know who these people are and why this guy's retaliating against them."
"Okay," Allie smiled at Reid, "Just tell me what you need, big guy."
"Big guy," Morgan laughed, "He's tall but he's kind of scrawny. I wouldn't really call him a big guy."
Allie went behind Morgan and stage whispered in his ear, "You obviously don't see him the way I do!"
"Oh ho ho, well chalk one up for the pretty brunette, right there." He made a mark with his finger on the wall. "Quite the sassy little woman you got there Reid."
"Uh huh," was all Reid said, not taking his eyes off the cork board, hoping the others could not see how red his face was, although he was glad Allie'd had a comeback for Morgan. Maybe she was feeling better.
Allie sidled up beside him. "So what do you want to know?"
"You already told us about Darcy and a little about Brian. Just give us a sense of who they were," Rossi replied before Reid had a chance to answer.
"Okay well, Drake Holloway hung around in the same group of kids as Brian did, so did Lorne Kemp for that matter. Those three guys hung around together."
"Were they bullies like Brian," Reid asked?
"Not to as great an extent. Brian was the ringleader and the others were always close by. They thought they were kings of the hill and they were quick to put down anyone who wasn't up to their standards."
"Like who, Hotch inquired?
"Like Darcy and there was a special Ed class at our school and they picked on them a lot, the geeks. That's what surprised me so much when Brian asked me out because I was a science geek."
"Probably because you were a cute science geek," Morgan suggested, "And he thought he could get in your pants."
"Yeah, well he had another thought coming, asshole!"
"What about the girls," Hotch moved along.
"Pam and Marla were on the cheerleading squad and fairly popular and Laurel was the prom queen, so I guess you could say they were in the "elite", she made quotation marks with her fingers, "As far as the girls went."
"And everybody in school knew that Pam was allergic to mushrooms." Emily clarified.
"Oh yes, there was an incident once where stew was served in the cafeteria and it had no mushrooms in it so Pam had some and started to have a reaction. She used the Epi pen right away and she was fine but they couldn't figure out how she contacted mushrooms when none were in the stew. They'd had mushroom soup the day before and used the same pot and the same cutting board. The cafeteria staff figured they weren't washed well enough and a hint of the mushrooms remained. It only took that little bit for her to have a reaction. I could see how someone could slip the tiniest bit of mushroom powder into her sandwich and cause her to have a reaction. It wouldn't take much. She wouldn't even taste it."
"So we've got three popular girls and three guys who thought they were pretty cool. Right," Reid said and Allie nodded. "And then we have Darcy who wasn't popular and didn't have any friends. Right." Again, Allie nodded. "This makes absolutely no sense. Darcy doesn't fit this scenario at all, yet she's there. What are we missing?"