OH-KAY! I have just posted a new poem about Revelations. So, I expect reviews, people! Unless you will all be mean to me and not review at all! *cough* just like this story *cough* *cough*
I do not own anything except for the vague description of Reid's apartment and the unsub.
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Morgan and Prentiss were sitting at their desks in the bullpen, alone in their own worlds. They didn't have any paper work to do since they had done all of it at home, not wanting to think of the obvious task at hand; thinking about the profile, because that would require them to think about Reid's death. So now, instead of doing something work related, they spaced out and played solitaire on their computer or read a book.
"We have another body." Hotch said as he came down the stairs, striding towards the front door.
Morgan and Prentiss jumped up, almost happy to focus on something on another part of the case.
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As they got out of the SUV and into the scene of the murder-a back alley-they gaped at what they saw.
It was a man, approximately 22-28 years of age, with hair a reddish-brown hue but obviously dyed right after he had been murdered. His hair was also cut crudely, evidence of that was scattered all over the asphalt. Tall and lanky, throat slashed. But this artificial resemblance of Reid wasn't the only thing that got the profilers attention.
Propped up against his torso on the right side were Reid's credentials. He was smiling in the picture, Dr. Spencer Reid printed clearly beside it. The only other difference from the rest of the team's wallets was the blood droplets splattered over the black leather and whitish-blue paper.
Morgan closed his eyes and clenched his fists. "He's taunting us. Flaunting that he has murdered"-Hotch and Prentiss flinched inwardly-"an FBI agent." And, Morgan thought, there was nothing that we can do about it.
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"Mrs. Reid, Sp-Spencer has been killed." JJ finally got the words out and waited for the outbreak of fierce anger that was sure to come.
But nothing happened. She just looked through her.
"He was in his apartment when someone slashed his throat. He most likely had quick death. The results of the autopsy haven't come back yet. I'm sorry for your loss."
That's when Diana Reid attacked.
Tackling JJ, Reid's mother savagely attacked her. She started throwing punches and JJ caught one in the eye before the orderlies could grab her. It took three of the muscular nurses to hold here and another two to subdue her. They took Diana to her room to calm down.
JJ was breathing heavily on the floor but slowly and shakily stood up. She sat down in an easy chair and put one hand on her forehead and leaned her elbow on the armrest.
"Miss," a tentative voice was heard a few feet away. "Are you alright?"
JJ looked up to find a petite female nurse looking down at her inquisitively. She had shoulder length brown hair, grassy green eyes, and small, mousy features. She spoke with a British accent.
"Yes, I suppose I'm alright. Who are you?" she asked.
"Oh, I'm Beth. I'm a general nurse for the sanitarium here. What did you say to Diana?" she inquired.
"Did you know her son?" JJ ignored her question. She knew she was being rude, but JJ didn't really care. It had been a long week.
"Spencer Reid? Of course! Why, he's all Diana talks about! He's in the FBI, you know. And he has three doctorates. Three! He's only 28, too."
She was beginning to get excited, and JJ smiled slightly. Even in death, Reid never failed to amaze people.
"So what did you tell her?" Beth was curious again.
"Oh," JJ looked down. "I'm from the FBI. Spencer Reid was murdered in his apartment a few days ago."
"Oh, my!" the nurse covered her mouth and looked at JJ in concern. "He didn't suffer too much, did he? Spencer was really the nicest young man, though I've only met him a few times." Beth trailed off.
"We believe he bled out quickly." JJ still had her eyes looking down at the plain carpet.
"Did you work with him?"
"Yes, I did."
"Poor Diana," the elfin caretaker looked wistfully down the corridor where the residences were located. "That boy was really all she had. I wonder what she'll do now."
I wonder what we'll do now… JJ thought, thinking of the team.
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Okey-dokey. I need Reid quotes for the next chapter. so either PM me or review this story to send me them. I need to have angsty stuff, but Morgan has to be in those scenes. Like from Revelations, but only when Reid was being recorded. Send me things from the entire 5 seasons!
YOU PEOPLE NEED TO REVIEW! I wasn't kidding when I said in the summary I would wait longer and longer to post chapters the fewer reviews I get. I am becoming less and less motivated. I know I haven't really replied to any of the reviews I've gotten, but I promise to start now. Even if it's just a comment, some constructive criticism, or a random blurb in some foreign language. I DO NOT CARE. Just please review.
