"…Things get pretty intense! EEK! Thnx for reading everyone…! Also, you should know that this is pretty OC heavy for me- I will have two OC's as pretty major characters: Greg and someone introduced later..."

White Light-Chapter 6

Of Lies and Revelations

Mr. Reid, your son isn't here right now…"

"I know, Agent Hothcner. I didn't come here to see him. I came here to protect him."

Hotch frowned. He knew that he shouldn't be surprised, though. His youngest agent seemed to always get in trouble when the team went to Vegas- hell, when the team went anywhere…

"Mr. Reid, if you think Reid could be in trouble-"

"Agent Hotchner, I may have abandoned Spencer when he was a kid, but I know my son. I'm certain he's in trouble." William glared. Finally, Hotch nodded and motioned for William to follow him into a more private room. He brought two chairs up to the table in the small office they were in, and he sat down opposite of William Reid. Once they were settled down, Hotch cleared his throat and leaned closer to William.

"Why do you think your son is in trouble?"

William reached underneath the table for the suitcase he had brought with him and sat it on the tabletop. Reaching inside it, he brought out an aged letter and passed it to Hotch. The agent raised his eyebrow as he examined the letter in William's hand before tentatively taking it from him.

"Read it." William instructed. Hotch nodded his head and carefully opened the letter.

Dear son,

I thought you should know that I never loved you….

~* WL *~

Spencer, Greg, and Morgan left the Riley household with the new evidence in their hands. They quickly walked back into the police building, feeling a little better now that they had a new lead.

Spencer turned over the evidence bag in his hand, carefully reading the note over and over something wasn't adding up…

"What's up, Spencey?" Greg frowned. Reid looked up, slightly taken aback by the new nickname. "I didn't think of it; Garcia did." He added.

Nodding silently to himself, Reid tried to carefully avoid the question he had just been asked. Although he knew that he would eventually have to share what he just found, he decided it was best to keep it to himself and try to figure out if it was true or not before worrying the team.

Spencer looked at the photograph of all the victims so far, two other children, and a brunette woman standing in between them. He studied her dark hair, her tanned skin, her auburn eyes- she looked so familiar! The young profiler was sure that he had seen her before, but from where…?

Cautiously placing the thought aside, he turned the picture over to the writing on the back:

'We'll all miss you, Ben! I hope things start turning around for you. Call anytime- we'd love to hear from you.'

-Annabelle Gradley

'Annabelle…' Spencer thought. He was sure he had heard that name before- positive of it now. Until he could figure out from where, though, he kept his mouth shut and passed the picture to Greg.

"This proves that the UnSub knew the children. We'll check into Annabelle Gradley, but I highly doubt it's her. And besides, there will only be two more victims, but now, if we can find out who the other two people are in this picture, we might possibly be able to stop him." Reid quickly explained.

"Why do you think she's not the UnSub?" Greg asked.

"It's not in the profile." Morgan answered. "We profiled a white man who makes these children kill themselves as a sexual release. He probably watches them, too." He added. "A woman UnSub would have kidnapped the children, treated them as her own, and killed them when she was ready to move on."

Greg nodded in his seat before shifting his attention to Reid, who was staring out the window obviously lost in thought. He sighed as he watched Reid. He wanted to say something to him- it was obvious something was bugging him- since he had been so understanding about his issue with the crime scenes, but he knew he shouldn't. Reid obviously wasn't a touchy-feely guy, and he could respect that.

Morgan looked at Greg through the mirror in the front seat. He knew that he wasn't the only one who knew Reid was hiding something, but they both knew better than to pry. So instead, Morgan placed his foot on the gas petal and drove to the police station once again.

~* WL *~

"The letter came in the mail a week before I left." William Reid explained as Aaron Hotchner put the letter on the table. "I didn't write that letter."

Hotch inwardly sighed as his eyes danced from William to the letter. It was obvious to both of them that the UnSub had in fact written the letter, but there were still some gray areas that Hotch had to address before admitting that the letter was connected to the case.

"Why didn't you give this to the police immediately?" Hotch asked.

"They would have tried to pin it on me- say that I was a psychopath who came forward to the police with it so they would think I didn't do it." William admitted. "And if they did start a formal investigation, they would have had to came to the house…"

"And they would find out you were going to leave your son with a schizophrenic who obviously couldn't take care of him." Hotch nodded, filling in the blanks. Even if he didn't agree with what William had done, he could understand the need to keep what he had done from the police.

"They would have put Diana away, and if it was after I left, Spencer would have more than likely been forced into an orphanage. I wasn't going to let that happen." William sighed. He picked up the letter again, turning it over in his hands. "I want to find who did this, who tried to hurt my son."

"We will, Mr. Reid, but first, I need you to answer to more questions." Hotch pressed.

"Right, right…. of course." William nodded. "What do you need to know?"

"Do you know if Spencer ever went to therapy, most likely for the separation?" Hotch asked.

"Diana didn't believe in therapists- or doctors, for that matter. I wanted Spencer to attend therapy because of how he was treated in school…and the situation at home, I suppose, but she wouldn't have it." William shook his head. "There's no way he went to therapy."

Hotch nodded in response. Spencer was more than likely the UnSub's first attempt; he probably hadn't realized yet that it would be easier to establish trust with him and then send him the letter in person. That was probably why he wanted to develop the new MO- he needed to make sure that it was the kid who got the letter, not the parent.

"I have one more question, and then we can start building a profile of the UnSub." William nodded and signaled for Hotch to go on. Hotch leaned in closer to William; this was going to be a difficult question to answer, and he had a feeling a difficult question to hear the answer to. He knew he had no other choice, though, so he took a deep breath before looking William in the eye and opening his mouth. "Do you think Spencer was capable of committing suicide?"

There was no hesitation in William Reid's voice as he leaned back in his chair, his eyes closed and a tear running down his eye.

"Absolutely."

"… This seemed like a good place to end it. I was going to add another scene, but it would have made this another major cliffie, and I thought I'd give you guys a break from that. Oh, and I lied. *Spoiler: Katelynn's not coming back. I kinda screwed up how I wanted her to be for a later scene, so I have to dump her and make anew. ;) Thnx for reading; hope you liked it…!"