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Reid raced over to the airport and met everyone on the plane.

"So how was the date, pretty boy?" Morgan asked.

"Remind me again why I go out on these blind dates again?"

"You're a sucker when it comes to Garcia and can't say no to her." Rossi told him without looking up from the file he was reading.

"Nobody can say no to me." Garcia said as she walked on the plane after Reid. "How was your date?"

"Oh, you know." Was all Reid said. He didn't know how to tell her that he didn't want her to hook him up with anyone else.

"He hated it." The rest of the team said together.

"No, I didn't hate it; it's just that she's not my type." Reid reassured the blonde in front of him.

That was when J.J. saved him. She handed him the file on the case they were working on as the plane started to move.

The case was about people being shot to death out in the country. It ranged from single old men and women to families of different sizes. And they were killed fairly close to their houses and the M.E. had found three different bullets in each victim, so there were at least three different killers.

"They went for the easiest targets fist. And their getting bolder." Emily said to the team at large.

"They have to be locals from the nearby towns," Rossi said, "I've gone hunting in Texas, if you get off the trail you can get lost easy."

"So we're looking for three locals Texans who own guns." Morgan said speaking up, "That'll be easy."

"It will be." Hotch said. "They already know who it is."

"Then why call us?" Morgan asked looking around at the others.

"They need someone to go undercover to get the evidence that they actually did it." At Hotch's statement everyone looked over at Reid.

"What, why me?" He asked not liking what they were asking him.

"You're the best shot out of all of us." Morgan told him. "You're better than Hotch."

They had had a friendly tournament a few weeks ago and Reid had blown them all out of the water. He had made Hotch look like an amateur.

Reid closed his eyes. "Fine," he said knowing he had no choice. He opened his eyes and looked at Hotch. "So who is do they suspect?"

"John Marilyn, Bret Thomas, and Daniel Fisk." He said handing Reid their photos.

"How good are they?" Reid asked as he studied their faces.

"The sheriff says that they're the best in the state."

Reid couldn't help but smirk at that. "I'll be able to get in with no problem."

"Why's that?" Rossi asked giving Hotch a questioning glance who gave him one right back.

"If they're the best in the state then that means that they have had to compete in tournaments."

"So?" Morgan said not getting it.

"They would have heard of me." Reid's smile grew wider, the team had only seen Reid look so confident when he was spouting out facts for a new case.

"Why's that?" The whole team looked confused by this, they knew he was best in shooter in Nevada, but they didn't know why three guys from Texas would care, especially since Reid hadn't been in a tournament in years.

"I'm second best at shooting in the nation."

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That is the second chapter, I'm working on the third, but it may take a while for it to come up, so I hope you enjoy the chapter.