Author's Note: I received a few PM's last night concerning if is Frank the Unsub or if he's just another pawn of The Replicator's and if Gideon is going to show up. I want tell you if Frank is the Unsub or a pawn, but I can tell you that there will be no Gideon. That man is dead to me.

Reid stood in front of a board looking at moving the crime scene photos around randomly, trying to figure out the message.

He really wanted Allison to call at this point. He needed a break and he really wanted to talk to his daughter.

As if she had been reading his thoughts, Reid's phone started ringing.

Reid picked up his phone off the table behind him and answered saying, "Hello."

"Hey Dad," Allison said.

"Hey Allison," Reid said, glad to hear her voice. "Are you okay."

"I'm fine. Just living it up in some random hotel with two little kids, Will and about half a dozen FBI agents," Allison replied.

"Allie, I'm sorry I have to put you through this but I need to know you're safe," Reid explained.

"Are you any closer to catching him," Allison asked.

"I hope so," Reid replied.

"You don't sound hopeful," Allison pointed out.

"I know, but I want to catch this guy so bad, I'm not seeing straight," Reid stated.

"Try thinking outside the box," Allison suggested.

Reid stared at the board in front of him and muttered, "Outside the box."

"Yeah I just said that," Allison stated, wondering what was going on in her dad's brain.

"I think you just solved the puzzle, Allison," Reid said, excitedly.

"Um, you're welcome," Allison said confused.

"Got to go, bye Allison," Reid said, hanging up.

Reid started putting certain photos on the table behind, while he moved other photos around on the board.

When he was done, he step back to look at image the photos had created. At that moment the team walked over to him and stared at the image.

"Are they hanging in boxes," Blake asked.

"All three of them," Reid replied.

"What are the chances that this crime scene has yet to," Hotch asked.

"It's probably to late. For all we know, he could of hung them sometime between the call and when I solved his puzzle," Reid explained.

"Tell me there's away to locate this scene," Rossi stated.

"Abandoned warehouse in Bay County, Florida," Reid replied.

"How did you get that," JJ asked.

"Between Frank and Gideon in the back is a sign that says, Property of Bay County, Florida, Built in 1915," Reid explained.

"How do you know it's abandoned," Morgan asked.

"The sign was placed in the main lobby of the warehouse. Only a complete idiot would place a sign like that in say maybe an office," Reid pointed out.

"Narrow down the location a city in the Bay County area," Hotch ordered.

"I was doing that while we talked," Reid stated. "Bay County was founded in 1913. Its county seat is Panama City, Florida. In 1915 it was still growing not that many buildings were made that year. The only buildings made that year were a couple of warehouses and the courthouse, and they were all made in Panama City."

The team stared at him for a moment, wondering how he knew so much about a place he'd never been to.

"Allison's grandfather was from Panama City, and she had once done an essay on the county when she was in middle school. She had me read it last week," Reid explained shyly.

"Smart girl. Do you think she would know which warehouse that would be," Rossi asked.

"Doubt it," Reid said.

"Okay JJ, Blake, Reid and Morgan, head to Panama City. I'll have Garcia alert the local police and get SWAT and the Orlando FBI there. Once you land, split up and cover each warehouse," Hotch said. "Rossi and I will stay and try and find out who the victim is."

Reid and Morgan along with SWAT, local FBI agents, and half the PCPD were standing outside the Twain Fabric warehouse, preparing to go in.

"We go in quiet,the Unsub might be in there, with a victim who could still be alive," Morgan said, looking at the small army of law enforcement facing him and Reid.

"How bad is this guy," a random SWAT agent asked.

"He's been replicating cases we've recently solved from across the the country. He's very dangerous, violent and doesn't care who he kills. If he is in this warehouse, he will be armed," Reid explained.

Once the small army of law enforcement enter the warehouse they were greeted with three bodies hanging above them. Two men and a woman. In the far right corner was two young boy and an older man tied together with their mouths taped shut.

"Reid take a few SWAT, an agent and an officer, and clear the offices in the back. He's here somewhere," Morgan said looking at Reid.

Reid nodded and did what Morgan said.

Reid entered the main office and was ready to clear it when gunshot rang out from behind.

He turned around, facing the hallway and saw the police officer laying on the with a bullet wound to the neck

"He's here," Reid stated.

"More like she's here, Dr. Reid," a voice in the dark replied.

"I know that voice," Reid said to himself.

"I still can't believe you haven't figure who I am," the female voice shot back. "I can't believe that you all just moved on with your lives and replaced me with that smart-alek brunette, who's living up in London. I promise that if she had stayed any longer than I would have killed her myself."

Reid searched his memory for a name trying to figure out who it was then said, "Greenaway."

The woman walked out of the darkness that shielded her and came face to face with the profiler then said, "Surprise."

Author's Note: Who's blood is still racing? Mine is and once I'm the one writing it. Who is the woman that's hanging with Gideon and Frank? Pun not intended. What will happen to Reid and everyone else in the warehouse? No, I didn't really plan on making Elle, The Replicator, that just sort of wrote itself. I actually wanted to make an OC agent from the past that work with the team, but Elle came out instead. So if you're one of those rare Elle Greenaway fans I'm sorry for making her an Unsub.

On a more personal note. I just realized that I haven't said anything referring to my stand against bullying in a few chapters. Curse my forgetting of something so important.

We all know what fake friends are, right? Well a fake friend is bully as well. They get you to open up about yourself and say thing you never want to say. They can make you trash your best friend. They can make you tell them your deepest secret. So if someone who has never talked to or has always been mean to you, be on alert, don't say anything you're going to regret. Or just walk away, if you don't want to deal with the hassle and the hurt.

Remember if you have a bullying experience you want to share just PM me.