Chapter 2
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The team arrived to Haddonfield, Illinois that afternoon and drove to the Police headquarters. When they arrived, they noticed that there were three police cars at the station. When they went inside everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look at us. After a few minutes of awkwardness the Sheriff came up to them with a man in a trench coat behind him. "Sheriff, I'm SSA Aaron Hotchner, and this is my team." When the sheriff looked back at everyone else, they went back to work and acted like they weren't listening in. "Sorry about that, this is just nerve wracking for everyone here." "We understand. Who is this?" Hotch gestured to the man in the trench coat. "Oh, this is Dr. Loomis. He took care of Michael in the hospital." The doctor and Hotchner shook hands before Hotch asked them both, "Did you find anything else on Michael?" "No, we haven't found him yet, but we have all our men on it." The Sheriff said. "He's looking for his sister, he's coming here! We have to find him." Dr. Loomis said anxiously. "Dr. Loomis, what do you mean looking for his sister? Isn't she dead?" Morgan asked. "No! He had a younger sister, but when he killed Judith, they put her in a protection program and was adopted into a new family." "How do you know that?" Rossi asked him. "Because that's what his file said. He's looking for her and we need to find him!" Dr. Loomis practically yelled. "Dr. Loomis, you need to calm down. We will do everything we can to find him." JJ reassured. "Let's hope so." Dr. Loomis said before walking off. "Emily, could you go try to get Dr. Loomis to talk. I want to know everything about Michael." Hotch asked her. Prentiss nodded before walking after Dr. Loomis. "What do we do first?" the Sheriff asked. "We need to go check out the cemetery where Judith was buried and Myers house." "Why? No one has lived in the house since the murder and what makes Judith's grave so special?" "What's not special about it?" Morgan asked. "He would want to go back to see his house and his sister's grave. It means everything to him. You also need to have patrol cars at these places." Hotch said. "I'm sorry agents, but I'm not going to waste all my police cars just so that they can sit at places where he won't even be there," the Sheriff said stubbornly. "He will be there. You just need to be patient." JJ told him. The Sheriff nodded and everyone got ready to go to these destinations. Dr. Loomis, Prentiss, Morgan, and Jareau went to Myers' house, while the Sheriff, Hotchner, Reid, and Rossi went to Judith Myers' grave. "What do remember about the murder?" Spencer asked the Sheriff. The Sheriff stopped to think about it and then sighed. "I was just a rookie cop when it happened. I was glad I wasn't the one that got called in to check it out. It surprised me when I heard that a six-year old boy killed his own sister. Worst thing that I've ever heard." Taylor, the graveyard owner was walking ahead and said, "Every town has something like this happen. I remember a guy over in Russellville. Charley Bowles. About fifteen years ago, he finished dinner, excused himself from the table, went out into the garage and got a hacksaw, then came back into the house, kissed his wife and two children goodbye, and then proceeded to-" "Where are we?" the Sheriff asked. "Just right over there a ways. And I remember Judith Myers. Just couldn't believe it. A young boy like that-" Taylor stopped talking and stood still. "What is it?" Rossi asked. "Why do they do it?" Taylor said pointing to a plot right in front of them. The group looks and sees that a headstone is missing, uprooted from the ground. "Goddam kids. They'll do anything on Halloween." Taylor mumbled. "Whose grave is it?" Hotch asked. Taylor checked his notebook, then counted the rows and plots. "18…20…Judith Myers…" Taylor gave the group a quizzical look. The Sheriff shaked his head and looked around the graveyard.