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"Special Agent Reid," Lloyd Graham responded.
Both Hotch and Daryl Kullman looked from one to the other as it seemed the two men were attempting to stare each other down. In the observation area Allie was also staring at the two most important men in her life as if her life depended on how this played out.
"That's your Dad," Morgan said, pointing at the interview room?
Allie nodded. "This is so not good," she said again.
JJ entered the observation area after talking to Detective Hollis and noticed the look on Allie's face. "What's wrong," she asked?
"Apparently our suspect has lawyered up," Emily volunteered.
Morgan continued, "And the lawyer's Allie's Dad."
They watched the scene unfolding in the interview room. "Since you have no evidence on which to hold my client, I strongly suggest you release him."
"We can hold him for seventy-two hours without charges," Reid countered.
"Just try it Agent Reid," the lawyer responded, "I'll have a writ of habeas corpus on Judge Fieldstone's desk so fast it'll make your head spin faster than it did when you were on Dilaudid."
There was a collective gasp from the group in the observation area. No one could believe what Allie's father had said to their teammate and friend. Morgan punched the wall with his fist. "That son of a…," then he remembered Allie was standing there and didn't finish the sentiment.
Both Emily and JJ's mouths gaped in awe of what had been said. Rossi's lips settled into a grim line but he said nothing. Hotch's hands at his side clenched into fists and it looked like he'd like nothing better than to plant one on Lloyd Graham's face. Daryl Kullman sat back in his chair smirking, he was enjoying this show. Reid looked at Allie's father like he had been slapped. Allie stood in the observation area silent as unchecked tears began to meander down her cheeks.
Allie had had what she considered a normal relationship with her father. There had been the usual arguments and rebellion between fathers and daughters. There had been times of over protectiveness, when she wanted nothing more than to be away from her father and at other times when life had beaten her down, only her father's loving arms would do. She had been loved by him, at times smothered by him, angered by him, disappointed by him, scolded by him and even embarrassed by him. What she had never been was ashamed of him. Until now!
Reid glanced at Hotch. "This is SSA Hotchner, our unit chief. He will decide whether or not to release your client." Hotch did not want to give in to the bastard but until the ballistics tests and lab results confirmed it, they had nothing solid on which to hold their suspect. Hotch gave Lloyd Graham an ugly glare and undid the handcuffs that secured Daryl Kullman to the table.
"A wise choice Agent Hotchner, come on Daryl, let's file the paperwork and get you out of here. Your father was worried. Gentlemen," he said looking at Reid and Hotch, "It's been a pleasure." He turned and left the room, closing the door behind him.
"That went well, don't you think," Reid looked at Hotch.
"Reid, don't make jokes. You shouldn't have had to put up with that." Hotch let his anger show.
"Hotch listen, it's on record what happened. It's not like nobody knows about it. Mr. Graham was just trying to rattle me. It comes with his job description. He was being a bully. I've dealt with enough of them in my life. We'd be stupid to think Daryl's father wouldn't call him a lawyer. I guess it's just our luck that it turned out to be Allie's fa…, oh my God!" Reid went rushing from the room.
As soon as her father left the interview room, Allie left the observation area with a determined stride. Any tears she had cried dried on her cheeks as anger overtook hurt and compassion in her myriad of emotions. Her chin length hair flew behind her as she strode purposefully through the LPD stationhouse. She found her father at the front of the building talking to Daryl. She shoved Daryl out of the way with a strength she didn't realize she possessed and pounded on her father's chest. "What the fuck did you think you were doing? How could you say something like that to Spencer? I told you about his life so you would understand. I never thought you would turn around and use it against him. What kind of a…"
"Hey hey hey," Reid said running up to Allie, positioning himself between her and her father and putting his hands on her shoulders. "Shh, shh, don't do this. It's alright. I'm alright. Your Dad was just trying to get a rise out of me. That's his job, attack the law enforcement officer. It's textbook. I've been bullied by worse. I've had a gun held to my head while a madman repeatedly pulled the trigger. This was nothing, believe me."
"It's not fair, what he said about you was awful. I didn't tell him those things so he could use it against you." Allie was still angry.
"You think I don't know that. You would never knowingly hurt me or anybody," Reid replied.
"Well, I'm as guilty as you are. I've been helping you," she looked past him at her father, "So what are you going to do to me, huh Dad?"
"You know I would never do anything to hurt you, Princess," her father replied.
"Well, you've got a funny way of showing it," Allie looked daggers at her father.
"Okay, well, you see, everybody's fine. Your Dad got his client released and," he looked at his watch, "I have to get back to the hotel and change. You and I have a luncheon to attend." He took her hand leading her back to the team.
"You, Spencer Reid, want to go to my reunion luncheon. You didn't want to come here in the first place, now you want to go to the luncheon when we're in the middle of a case." Allie was skeptical.
"I thought you didn't want me to be in the middle of a case. I thought you wanted me to be with you at the reunion. You haven't changed your mind have you?" Now Reid was confused.
"No of course not, I'm just mad at my Dad. What happens now," she said as they reached the interview room where the team had grouped after the departure of their suspect and his lawyer. "I mean, how do we prove any of this; that Daryl was even in New York or Florida when these murders happened?"
"We bring out our secret weapon," Reid replied, "Penelope Garcia. If Daryl flew to New York or Florida, she'll find out. If he drove to New York or Florida, she'll find out. If he so much as stopped for gas or a pack of chewing gum, she'll find out. Anywhere Daryl Kullman went where there was a security camera, Garcia will find it and she'll use her facial recognition software to prove he was there. He may have gotten away from us but he will not get away from Garcia." Reid pushed the speed dial on his cell phone.
"Fountain of knowledge, speak ye who wish to drink of its juices." The computer tech came on the line and Reid smiled.
"Hi Garcia…"
"Do you really think she can do this," Allie asked as Reid spoke with Garcia, still not totally sure of the computer analyst's ability.
"Hey little girl," Morgan responded, "Doc's right, Garcia can do everything he says she can and probably things even he doesn't think she can do."
Reid ended his call to Garcia and turned to Allie, "Okay then, time to get back to the hotel. We have a luncheon to attend."
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Reid came out of the bathroom after changing into dress pants and shirt accented with a gold patterned tie. His dark brown blazer rested on the back of a chair in the hotel room. Allie was sitting on the bed with her shoulders slumped and a frown on her face. Reid sat beside her. "I don't even know if I want to go to the luncheon. It's been such a rotten day."
"Well I want to go so I think we should go."
"You do not want to go. Why on earth would you want to go?" Allie was disbelieving.
"Because, I want you to see your friend Chantal and I want you two to talk about old times and that little baby she's having and I want to see you smile that smile that makes my heart go," he put his hand over his heart and made a heartbeat motion, "Thump, thump."
Allie couldn't help but smile as she smacked Reid on the shoulder. "See, yeah, that smile there just like that." Allie laughed as Reid put on his jacket and she went to check her hair and makeup.
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The luncheon was well attended. Everyone had heard about the arrest and subsequent release of Daryl Kullman and it was the main topic of conversation. Allie found her friend Chantal quickly and they started babbling about old times and the new baby, raising Allie's spirits immensely. Another friend Karen Ross arrived with a husband and a three month old infant in tow. Allie made a beeline for the baby and held the child for a long time smiling and cooing to the wee girl. This caused Chantal's husband Mark to slap Reid on the shoulder and say, "See man, I told you, she's thinking about it," which sent Reid in a fluster to the men's room.
When Reid had finished in the bathroom and was washing his hands, he adjusted his glock that he had placed in the back of his waistband while Allie was in the bathroom. He didn't think Daryl would make an appearance but he wasn't taking any chances. Although he really hadn't wanted to come to the luncheon, he was glad they had because Allie's mood had improved greatly. Now if she would only put down that baby. It was starting to make him nervous!
When Reid arrived back at the table the group was breaking up. Chantal was going to rest and Karen had to go put the baby down. Mark and Karen's husband, Craig, were going to the varsity football game and asked Reid to join them. Reid declined as Allie said good bye to her friends and a long cooing good bye to the baby. Reid was starting to sweat. The pair walked hand in hand back to their hotel room.
They entered their hotel room and were on each other instantly, the urgency of their passion would accept no denial. The emotional upheaval of the last few days demanded release. They were devouring each other with deep hungry kisses. Reid's long graceful fingers moved sensuously over her body, exploring her soft curves while his mouth trailed kisses down her neck and onto her shoulders; he deftly slid down the straps that held her dress in place. Allie's fingers weaved through his hair, delighting in caressing the soft waves. Her hands reached his shoulders pushing the blazer down and he briefly released her to shrug it off. His lips continued to explore the exquisite woman before him, reaching her breasts and pushing the emerald dress down to her hips and finally to the floor. Allie moaned in pleasure, his lips moved tenderly over her breasts as her probing hands undid the buttons of his shirt.
Their heat was overpowering as they continued to fondle and undress each other until their, now naked, bodies reached the bed at last; they fell together joining their bodies as one. Moving rhythmically, their flesh on fire and crying out each other's names, they ultimately reached the peak of agonizing sweetness together.
Afterward, they lay quietly entangled in each other, spent from their lovemaking. Spencer tenderly ran his fingers over her back while she rested her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. Finally, Reid said, "I'm sure glad I got the hotel room, we never would have been able to do this at your parents'." He laughed as she started to lightly beat on his chest.