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Chapter Two

Reid got out of the black SUV and walked with Hotch up the drive of the Robins' home. He showed his badge to the police officers at the door and walked in. There was blood everywhere. Bodies must already be at the coroner's office, he thought. Reid looked at the blood patterns. "Father was shot here. Looks like the mother was stabbed in the kitchen." He saw the stairs leading up to the second level. "Children's bedrooms must be upstairs."

Hotch trailed behind Reid. "Let's go check it out." The agents entered the first bedroom, obviously the girl's room. Pink paint on the walls and Barbie dolls laid scattered on the floor. Reid saw the blood stains on what used to be light pink sheets. "She was stabbed to death in her bed. Odd." A police officer overheard his comment.

"What's so odd about that?" he asked. Hotch answered for Reid.

"Toys are scattered all across the floor. The child's desk chair is tipped over and on the other side of the room. There was obviously a struggle. But he wasn't fighting the girl. She was probably already dead. The question is, who was he fighting?"

They walked into the next room, the boy's room. Reid saw the name Jacob on the door. Blood stains were on the sheets, but no signs of a struggle.

Crash! The agents turned their heads toward the closet door and both instinctively drew their guns. Someone was in the closet.

Reid glanced over at Hotch. Hotch nodded and Reid slowly stepped forward. He used his fingers to count to three and threw open the closet door. A gun was pointed right at him. Holding the gun, was a young, tear streaked little girl. She was shaking with fear.

"Hey, hey there. It's okay," Reid said, trying to calm her, "I'm one of the good guys. See, I'm putting my gun away." Reid placed his weapon back in his holster. Hotch kept his out. He did not want to shoot the little girl, but she also had a gun pointed right at one of his agents. Reid crouched down to the girl's eye level. "My name is Spencer. What's your name?" The little girl anxiously glanced back and forth at Reid and Hotch.

"Josselyn." She said timidly. Reid smiled at the frightened little girl. He guessed her to be about six or seven years old.

"Hi Josselyn. That's a really pretty name."

"Don't hurt me! I know how to shoot a gun!" She wildly swung the gun back and forth between Reid and Hotch.

"No one's going to hurt you. We're the good guys, remember?" Reid tried to keep his voice as calm and gentle as possible. "Hey Josselyn, would you like to see a magic trick?" Josselyn considered his question. She slowly nodded her head. "Okay, great. But first you have to do me a favor and give me the gun." Reid held out his hand.

"No! Get away from me!" Josselyn shrieked. Tears rolled down her face.

"Okay, okay. Just because I like you, this one is for free, okay?" Reid pulled out a coin from his pocket. "You see this coin? I'm going to make it disappear." Josselyn's eyes focused on the coin in Reid's hand. She watched him close his fist, and when he opened it, the coin was gone. Reid could see a faint smile on her face. "And now, I'm going to make it reappear. But for this one, you're going to have to give me that gun." Josselyn looked in Reid's eyes and thought they looked kind. She hesitantly handed over her gun to him. "Good job!" Reid said, and he saw her smile again. Reid stood up and handed the gun to Hotch, who was putting his own gun away.

"Wait!" Josselyn looked confused. "You said you were going to make the coin reappear!" Reid looked at her and gently smiled.

"It's in the front pocket of your overalls." Josselyn stuck her tiny hand into her pocket. A feeling of excitement came over her as she felt the coin in her hands. She giggled. Reid walked back over to her. "Josselyn, I need to ask you a very important question. Do you know who did this to you?" Josselyn's smile disappeared. She slowly nodded her head. "Can you tell me his name?" Josselyn opened her mouth to speak, but the name never came out. A loud, booming voice suddenly filled the room.

"Just remember, my dear. You talk to anyone, and they are dead."

Hotch looked around the room angrily. "Where is that coming from? We need that turned off now!" The police officers looked around the room in an anxious panic. Hotch and Reid both recognized the voice from the tape at the police station. Reid saw the speaker on the wall.

"Hotch, it's coming from the intercom." Reid switched it to off. He turned back toward Josselyn.

"Josselyn, listen to me. That man is a very bad man. He is trying to scare you. Now, we can find whoever he has, but we need your help. You need to tell us his name." Josselyn was shaking again. She pressed her lips together, tightened her jaw, and looked down at the ground. Hotch looked at Reid.

"I doubt we'll get anything from her now. Officer, please escort this girl to the police station." Josselyn jumped up and whimpered. She shook her head and grabbed Reid's hand. Reid looked at the little girl. He couldn't leave her.

"It's okay, Hotch. I'll take her. I think I might be able to get her to talk." Hotch nodded his head and watched as Dr. Reid walked the little girl down the stairs, her tiny hand clenching his.

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