BAM! SSA Derek Morgan kicked down the door to Spencer Reid's apartment.
"REID!" He called before crouching low and scrurrying through the apartment, followed by members of the BAU and a few police officers.
"Clear!"
"Clear!"
"Clear!"
"Clear!"
"Clear!"
All the rooms were clear.
Reid wasn't here.
"Dangit Reid!" Derek hit his fist against the bedroom wall.
"Hey," Prentiss said calmly, "Hitting his walls wont make him come back."
"Not funny Prentiss." Derek turned, "We've been looking for three days now! ever since he didn't show up for the fourth day in a row."
"I know." Prentiss stared, "I wasn't trying to be funny."
The rooms were spotlessly cleaned. The only thing upturned was the bed sheets, like he'd slept and then just walked out.
Except there was no footage of him leaving. Not even from the camera's facing the parking lot above his back balcony. He hadn't walked, or climbed, out.
The BAU room was a frenzy of activity, Hotch had Garcia running down lead after lead on the computer while he and Rossi interviewed Reids neighbors. Morgan and Prentiss kept at work in the BAU room, putting Reid's photo on the whiteboard and writing out a list of possibilities, names of friends and known enemies (the guy on the floor below him didn't like him much), phone numbers he'd called in the last month, theories, most had been crossed out as leads turned to be false when investigated, and lists of places that he'd been known to visit in the last week.
Morgan sat back and groaned, this was harder than he'd thought.
JJ walked in on the phone, talking fast and a strained look on her face.
"Well stop them then! No, NO! Turn the broadcasts off! I know its too late but maybe the meds will make her think she'd hallucinated it or something! JUST STOP RUNNING IT!" she screamed before snapping the phone shut.
"What happened?" Morgan asked as Emily pulled a chair out for the media liason.
"One of the people in Spence's building leaked the story that Spence went missing."
"So?"
"FBI agent mysetriously kidnapped? We have no leads? Its been a week?" JJ grited her teeth.
"What was all the talk of meds and hallucinations?"
"Spencer's mom saw it! She had to be tranquilized to keep from hurting herself. The hospital called us to confirm if it was true."
"What'd you say?"
"It was. It sounded like the nurse got scared there. Anyway, I'm trying to pull it off the air." JJ's phone rang again.
"Hello?" She answered.
"Yes sir. I'm sorry sir. We're working on it sir. No sir. Yes sir." Then she hung up quickly.
"Uh...?" Morgan stared.
"His dad. He saw it too. The receptionist saw it and remembered him from when he was at that law firm to question his dad."
"Oh yeah." Morgan said, remembering it too.
"Anyway, he's not happy we've made so little progress in the investigation." JJ stood up, "I need a coffee."
"Poor JJ." Emily sighed, "We're the ones struggling but she's the one getting the heat for it."
"Then lets work a little harder so that heat turns down." Morgan said, picking up a list of reports. Maybe a clue lay in there?