Disclaimer: I do not own CSI or Criminal Minds. Proceeding now to the story…

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The stillness in the room only lasted a second before chaos ensued. People were beginning to panic, running in different directions, trying to reach an exit.

But before anyone had the chance to get to a door or window, Samuel let off another couple rounds, causing the people to stop dead in their tracks.

He brought the gun down next to Nick's head. "I SAID STAY STILL! You think I won't do it? I WILL!" As if to prove his point, he shoved Nick onto the hard ground and aimed the automatic weapon around his shoulders right at Nick's abdomen. Nick's eyes grew wide and he turned a stark shade of white. After all the times he had ever been threatened like this, this was by far his worst situation.

"Okay!" cried Reid, trying to pull himself into an upright position without vomiting. His head had a pulse and every time it throbbed, a new wave of pain erupted, causing his vision to sway. "We heard you. You don't want to kill us yet."

The people had stopped.

"Yet!" cried Nick, still on the ground. Whose side was this kid on?

"You kill us now, and you'll never figure out how we found you, how we knew it was you, what mistakes you made." Reid saw the anger flare behind the assailant's eyes. In his mind, he was perfect. He didn't make mistakes.

"And besides, we, that is, Nick and I, aren't here to arrest you," Reid continued. Samuel barked out a laugh, scoffing.

"Oh really, than what were you doing wielding your guns as you came to 'find me'?"

Spencer didn't miss a beat. "We knew you owned a gun, probably several," he said, eyeing Benders automatic. "We didn't want to go in unarmed knowing that you weren't."

Samuel looked curiously from the agent to the CSI. "So why did you want to find me if you didn't want to arrest me? That's what your team wants to do, right?"

"We're profilers, Mr. Benders," said Reid, praying he sounded believable. "We study the behavior of the killers, not arrest them. And what we really wanted to do was talk to you."

"Why?" he asked suspiciously.

"Like I said, we study the behavior. We make our educated guesses, supply them to the police officers, and leave. Once we found out your identity, we couldn't resist coming to meet you in person. What better way to perfect our profile than meeting him in the flesh."

Nick was staring at Reid. He was a smooth liar, he'd give the kid that much. But how could Samuel fall for something like that? It was the biggest load of BS he ever heard in his life!

But Benders began lowering his gun slightly. "What about the CSI? Won't he arrest me?"

"CSI's just look over the evidence, they don't arrest people either," continued Reid, dishing out the lies. "He heard I was coming and was interested as well."

Reid continued with a different tactic. "However, shooting off your gun and holding us prisoner wasn't probably the best idea." Samuel held up the rifle to Spencer's chest instead, wary again. He wasn't going to let these guys pull any tricks on him.

"Oh, and why not, fed?"

"Well, the rest of our teams know that we're here, and someone would have told them they heard gunfire. If you continue to do this, our teams might have no choice but to arrest you, Mr. Benders." Reid eyed the gun warily, remembering the countless times he had been in this kind of situation. But never had he been the one to have to try to talk the unSub out of it.

Samuel just laughed. "That might be true, but they won't risk their pretty little agents getting bullets in the head. Congratulations, you are now the only thing keeping me alive and out of jail."

For the time being, thought Nick. He decided that it was best to let Spencer do the talking. But it was true that the teams knew where they were. It would only be a matter of time before they were here.

But what would they be able to do once they got here?

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"We've got a problem," said a stone-faced Hotch, closely followed by Gideon, to a room full of CSIs and BAU agents.

Hotch grabbed the remote and turned the TV on to the local news where a pretty Asian woman was standing in front of Williams Public Library. The library where Reid and Nick were.

"-complained of gunshots being heard throughout the neighborhood," she began saying. "While it is still unknown who is responsible for the gunfire, we now know that the situation is very serious. It was reported that witnesses saw an FBI agent and CSI enter the building not half an hour ago. Could this be the man who has been committing the recent murders in-"

JJ shut the TV off and stared at the people around her.

Grissom, to the naked eye, seemed relatively calm. But under closer inspection, it could be seen that his fists were clenched and jaw tight. Greg looked as if he had been slapped, while Sara kept opening and closing her mouth, as if she was trying to say something, but words escaped her.

While the BAU team looked just as nervous, they maintained their composure better. Gideon thought of Reid, practically alone with the unSub, but was not hit with a wave a panic that would have engulfed him a couple years ago. Reid's skills of profiling had grown rapidly over that period of time, and while he was still a young profiler, Gideon had faith that he could manage this particular unSub.

That is, at least until the team got there. They began rushing to their cars and speeding into the general direction of the library.

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Author's Note:

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