When it was over, they turned the plane around not wanting to take chances with it possibly having problems like the first plane had. Once the doors had finally opened and they were allowing people off, Dean bolted for it- pushing people out of the way- wanting to be the first to get off the metal deathtrap. Sam however, was more civilized about it. He managed to wait his turn and keep a calm demeanor.

He had found Dean sitting in one of the airport seats, still slightly freaked about the whole thing.

"You okay?" he asked sitting down next to him.

"I hate flying," Dean commented. "From now on, we strictly stay on the ground."

Sam couldn't help but chuckle at him.

Everyone on the flight to Indianapolis had been told to stick around until the FBI showed up to get a report about what happened. The brothers had already made sure that Amanda would help cover for them and that the copilot didn't remember a thing that happened.

They were to stick to the script that they must have hit really bad turbulence or something and that the storm may have effected how the plane flew.

In total, they had to wait there for about two hours and so by that time, there wasn't much else they could do. It had been a long day into the night so the best thing to do was find a motel and spend the night there before finding Jerry in the morning and delivering the good news.

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Gideon and Spencer were the only two left in the room with the Davenports and Gideon was saying, "Cheryl cannot talk to him anymore."

"What? Why not?" she asked confused.

"It'd only feeding his delusion," Spencer stated. "Was Trish involved in a serious relationship with anyone prior to her abduction?"

Mr. Davenport was the one to answer, "The man that was killed. They were together for two years."

"Trish didn't want me to tell you," Cheryl added looking at her father. "They were getting engaged."

He kept his expression blank at the news but it was still clear that the information upsetting him when he looked away.

"That was probably his stressor," Gideon said more to Spencer than the others.

"What does that mean?" Davenport asked. "What are we dealing with?"

"De Clerambault's syndrome, or rather erotomania," Spencer explained. "It's the belief that someone, usually of a higher status, is in love with them. They think that the objects of their affection are subtly proving their love back by gestures, glances, anything really."

"He said, 'you asked me with your glances,'" Gideon supported.

"The unsub truly believes that Cheryl and Trish are in love with him. They don't actually verbalize this but tell him with their glances. He's completely obsessed with them."

"What does this mean?"

"It means that we have the most dedicated criminal on our hands," Gideon said.

The other profilers had been waiting outside the doorway, listening in but not wanting to overwhelm the family with too many people being in the room.

So as soon as Gideon had spoken the words they had all considered, Hotch was giving directions, "Morgan, take the lead, obsessional crimes are your specialty."

"Alright, well, I think we should check every staff member against the profile of a stalker," he started.

"But aren't their behaviors pretty diverse?" Elle questioned him.

"There's overlap," he answered. "Narcissistic, inflated ego, bad relationships."

"What do we know so far?" Hotch asked the two others in the room.

"White male, bizarre speech patterns."

"Not you're but you are," Elle gave an example.

"He wants to sound smarter than he really is. Whatever his position is, he worked for it."

"We also have at least acknowledge the possibility that by this point, Trish may already be dead," Hotch said being the negative Nancy of the group. They all hated to even think that.

"So far, he's called all the shots," Morgan pointed out after a few seconds had gone by in silence. I think we should try to make him sweat."

"There's only one way to do that," Hotch said.

They didn't want the family alone at the moment so Morgan and Elle had switched positions so that Gideon and Spence were in on the plan.

It was later when the phone was ringing again that they set the plan into action. They let it keep ringing. When Davenport tried to reach out and answer it, he was stopped.

There was a longer pause in the ringing then it started again, Gideon answered it for all of two seconds before hanging up on the caller.

"What are you doing?" Davenport asked. He called again.

Gideon let it ring to the point where it was about to end the call then he answered, "Hello?"

"Tell me there was a technical problem with the line. If you just hung up on me-"he was cut off by Gideon hanging up yet again.

"What the hell are you doing?" Mr. Davenport asked, feeling like the senior agent may have just lost it.

When it began to ring again, it was clear that both Davenports were getting irritated with the agents' actions and they began to argue with what they were doing.

"Someone needs to answer it," Cheryl yelled reaching for the button but was stopped by several hands.

When her father tried to answer it, Gideon yelled, "Don't touch it!"

Then was supported by Morgan saying, "He knows what he's doing."

He let it ring a few more time then he answered, "Davenport residence."

"You do understand that I will kill her, don't you?" The voice asked menacingly. He hung up again. The Davenports couldn't believe what they were witnessing.

The unsub called back yet again. Gideon smiled at that while Trish's father began yelling about how he was killing her.

"Keep him quiet," Gideon said. "Get a hold of yourself." He sank to his knees sobbing while Cheryl turned into Elle and sobbed there.

Gideon turned his attention back to the task at hand. He pushed the button to answer the call.

"You killed her, she's dead!" the voice yelled. "You hang up one me again and I will rip her open!"

Ignoring him, the call was ended for the umpteenth time.

The time between the next call was a little longer. "You killed her," Davenport accused him.

"No, sir," Gideon tried to assure him.

"Oh, yeah?" he questioned him. "Then what the hell are you doing?"

"I'm saving her," he answered at the same time the call started up again.

"Put Cheryl on the phone," the voice requested.

"No, you're done talking to her," Gideon informed him.

"Listen to that tone of authority," he scoffed. "Just like in your published work, Agent Gideon. It's interesting to hear the same arrogance in your voice that you can on the page. You are a bit big headed aren't you, Jason."

"That's an interesting conclusion. You sound smart, certainly educated, but we all know that's not true," Gideon said.

"I know all about your team, Jason. The ambitious agent Hotchner? Do you want to be the director of the FBI someday and would you step on others to get there? I think you would. PTSD is a good excuse. Even your pregnant wife can't get you to leave your job. Then there's Doctor Reid, hardly cut out for the BAU if you ask me, don't you think… maybe he can make a living by counting cards in Vegas. But then there's a lot you don't know about him. And the lovely Elle, trying to make it with the big dogs but she's no threat to anyone let along me. And big bad Derek Morgan, who wants to be taken seriously but is too much of a pumped up side of beef.

"I know who you are, how you think and I know what to do next. Do you?" This time he hung up of his own free will.

"What was that?" Davenport.

"You have to trust me. I have learned more about him in the last five minutes than in the last twenty-four hours."

"Why is he focused on you right now?"

"Because we interfered with his connection with the girls," Morgan answered.

"He knows all about you."

"Apparently," Hotch said.

"He profiled us, Mr. Davenport," Gideon said.

"Why would he do that?"

"To show us how smart he is." Elle answered.

"Often times the unsub is the best profiler. They are able to walk into an arcade full of kids and figure out which one will be the easiest to leave with," Spencer added.

"But he made a mistake and gave us something."

"Which is?" Davenport asked.

"He told us how to find him," Gideon smiled.

A/N: I lied, the case will be wrapped up tomorrow instead along with Sam and Dean's side of the story. On another topic, I was thinking, since I don't plan on writing about every single episode, please let me know if there are any that you want to read about so I can plan ahead. I do have plans for some episode already but there are still some spot I'm not sure on. So let me know and I will try my best.

And thanks again to everyone for the reviews, favorites, alerts, and just plain reading it in general.