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"Mr. Porter I'm not sure..." Said Hotch, raising an eyebrow.

"If you have to kill her to save your agent, I'll understand."

Hotch gave Dean a short nod and walked out of the room. Maggie stood looking at Dean for a split second before she smiled politely and closed the door. Hotch walked sharply away from the room and Maggie followed. Hotch had the same look on his face he always did, but Maggie looked as if she was about to burst.

"He'll understand if we'll have to kill her? That sick bastard had me right up to the end, I just wanna..." Maggie spoke with fire.

"Hold on." Said Hotch, holding up his hands. "This doesn't mean he's guilty."

She scoffed. "And what would your explanation be?"

"Not caring about your child's welfare might make you a bad parent, but it doesn't make you a murderer."

"Hotch, he basically invited us to kill his daughter! I don't see how-"

"Maggie. Today's been a long day. You've been-"

"I swear to God, if you say emotional..."

"I was going to say working hard."

Silence.

"Hotch, I didn't mean..." She started

"It's fine. Right now I think we ought to get Porter back to base."

"Have a little talk to Newman?"

"See what they do when they realize they're both in the same building." He finished her thoughts.

The ride from Rosebyne HQ to The Coffee House was a long one for a short drive. They had suggested that they all take the same car and that Maggie would drive Dean back to his car by the days end. The journey was one filled with small talk, but most Dean Porter stared out the window.

When the had arived they had passed a media circus. Hotch parked as close to the cafe as he could as to avoid the prying eyes of the press.

"I'm just going to go in and make sure everything in order. Last thing we need is some journalist disrupting the situation." Maggie said for Dean's benefit.

Dean just stared obliviously out the window while Hotch gave a small nod. "I'll come out and let you know when it's good to come in."

Maggie got out of the car and took a breath before glancing across the street to the bookstore, wondering what was going on inside. When she entered the cafe she had to give them credit at how they'd taken a small coffee shop and managed to turn it into a replica of any busy, working police station. People moved everywhere and papers littered all flat surfaces.

Maggie spotted the person she was looking for straight away, who also spotted her in return.

"You must be Agent Prentiss." Said Maggie.

Emily smiled slightly and said, "Agent Odette"

"It's detective now."

Morgan rounded the corner and so did JJ. Frank stood in the shadows rifling through something.

"This is agent Morgan, Agent Jareau, and that over there is Officer Limbone with the local PD."

JJ and Morgan smiled politely while Frank put a hand up in the air, waving to her but obviously busy with something else.

"It's a pleasure to meet you all; I just wish it was under better circumstances."

"Don't we know it." Said Morgan with a concerned look on his face.

"Have you all had a chance to run through what we talked about on the phone?" Asked Maggie, adressing Emily.

"Sure. You and Hotch bring him in, we bring out Newman. Pretty clear cut."

"How about you officer?" Maggie said in a slightly louder voice. Frank quickly finished what he was doing and turned around.

"Honey, I've been doing this for a long time." Frank said in a slightly [atronising tone. Morgan almost smiled. He was beginning to really like Frank Limbone.

"Right. I gotta stress though- The last time this happened Newman was ten seconds away from meeting his maker. Be ready to restrain the both of them."

"Duly noted." Said Frank while the other three nodded.

Maggie made her way to the car, tapping on the window and motioning for them to follow.

When they walked in they were met with busy people and warm but distracted smiles. Dean wondered how his little girl could cause all of this.

All of a sudden Frank walked out of a back room with Alex Newman in tow. Time stopped for the two men as they locked eyes.

"Dean." Said Alex, who had been stunned into near silence.

"God damn it, I said to keep him out of here! What are you doing!" Maggie yelled convincingly.

"...I... I thought you said to bring him out here..." Frank mumbled.

"Are you really that incompetent? I said keep him out of here!"

Maggie mumbled something about local stupidity when she turned to Dean and said; "Come on. Let's go outside for a minute."

To Maggie's relief, Dean porter rejected her offer and stood their standing still, staring at Alex.

"You said you loved me."

A whisper.

"You said you loved me!"

A shout.

Everyone around stopped what they were doing and looked up, some flat out staring and others pretending not too. Alex only had a look of pure shock on his face.

"Dean, what are-"

"Do you remember that time at your fathers get away house? You looked me right in the eyes and said I knew you better than anyone! You said you'd do anything for me! And then I found out... She was just a little girl Alex! My little girl!" Dean yelled with fury

"Dean, I-"

"No! Don't you dare talk to me! How could you do that? How could you-"

And then a sound, distant but loud, stopped everyone in their tracks.

BOOM.

"Pathetic. That's what you are. You're nothing. You think people are going to care about you after this? Not a chance. You might as well kill yourself."

"Shut up..." Valencia mumbled while attempting not to look at the vision of the girl. Reid pretended not to notice.

"That's right. Shut up. Haha. Why are you so god damned sad? I died! You got to live. So your daddy touched you up, big deal! Maybe if you weren't so disgusting this wouldn't have happened."

"Alright." Said Valencia, standing up quickly. "I think it's time we get some noise in here."

Reid was unsure of what she was talking about until she made her way over to a small tv behind the counter. She swivelled it around so that both she and Reid could see it, grabbed the remote and walked back over to her spot.

"Okay..." She said, working the remote. The channel flicked to an older blonde woman who looked like she was trying hard to be young. Hang on a minute...

"Woah." Valencia said simply. It made Reid pay attention.

Sure enough, there was the street. Betty's books on one side, The Coffee House on the other. The blonde began to speak.

"And this of course is after the recent arrest of the girl's psychiatrist. Dr Mack has had various complaints against him in the past 10 years for inappropriate conduct with young female patients. The most recent was that of Regina Stein," A picture appeared on screen of a beautiful young brunette. "Who commited suicide after alleging that Dr Mack raped her."

Valencia's heart sank. She was a smart girl, she knew guys like him and she knew what happened to her probably wasn't a one off- she just never realized it went this far.

"Sources say that the Doctor has admitted to inappropriate and unwanted sexual behaviour with the suspect, whose name can't be mentioned as she is a minor. It is yet unknown why these complaints have been ignored."

Valencia wanted to turn it off, she wanted to scream, but all she could do was stare.

"Unwanted? We both know you wanted it. You crave attention. You deserved it."

Valencia risked a glance at Reid, whose gaze had been on her. He looked away immediately, acting as if he hadn't heard the reporter as he sensed she was embarassed. Valencia put her hand up to her head defensively and rubbed her forehead.

"10 minutes ago you saw an FBI issue car pass us by, and now we have footage of them entering the coffee shop which they're using as a make shift station." Blury footage obviously shot from far away appeared on the screen. "The man in the black suit is Special Agent Aaron Hotchner, who worked the case eight years ago. The woman is Detective Odette who also worked the case eight years ago as an agent with the FBI. We'll have more about that later. As you can see, they're accompanied by an unidentified man into the store. The FBI has yet to comment whether this is a person of interest, witness or something else entirely. More with you shortly, I'm Sally Suzack." The blonde woman smiled professionally as they were thrown to an add break.

"Unidentified to some."

"Oh my god..." Valencia started, grabbing Reid's attention.

"What is it?"

The TV glared. "Have you ever thought about your car insurance? Neither had I, until I got into an accident..."

"It's.. Oh god. I just..."

"Suck it up princess! Stop acting like you're something special."

"Who was it, Valencia?"

"If you wanna new car but you don't know where to buy it, come to Donnies Automotives and we will let you try it..."

"Valley... Valley... Why don't you tell him Valley?"

"My Father."

"Tell him what he did to us."

"...A brand new box of wicked wings! Only $2.99!"

"Liar."

"Well they're probably just investigating the case. This is a good thing."

"I... I..."

"Cheater."

"Does your color make you look flat and dull?"

"Whore."

"I can't.. I can't... Why is everything so loud!"

"Pathetic."

"Now that's what I call taste! Pass us another, Cindy! It's like... a flavor explosion!"

"Everything is... it's... what's going on? I can't..."

"Feeling empty? Alone? Fragile? Like you just can't go on? 1800-STOPSUICIDE. There is help."

"VALENCIA!"

"Valencia? Are you okay?"

Before Reid could say anymore a bloodcurdling scream escaped Valencia's red lips, a sound that pierced his ears. Books from the shelf behind her started flying, but she was thrashing around so much that he could barely see her thowing them. It was a hurricane, a blur of black and red. She spun around and dropped to her knees, crying and shaking.

"WHY WONT IT STOP?"

She raised the gun to her head and started smashing away at her skull. "No no no no no! Shut up! Stupid! Stop!". The lashings got increasingly harsher and violent.

"Just get it over with! Put a bullet in your brain! You're good for nothing and nobody loves you. Kill yourself you stupid girl!"

Again, she screamed, but this time is was low and primal. "Not if I kill you first you bitch!" She screamed, leaving Reid sitting in the corner attempting to make himself as small as possible. He knew doing anything else would only get him killed.

Valencia raised her hands, both on the gun this time. Shakily she stood up, looking around, jerking back and forth suddenly. Everything became shaky, she couldn't see. The world was spinning.

"What are you waiting for then! Show us how brave you are!"

"Yeah, show us."

"Show us!"

BOOM.