Rossi and Hotch when to the hotel discussing apprehension tactics applied the mass hostage situation. Emily and JJ planned a targeted media strategy. Morgan and Reid worked on the geographical profile.
Reid sat at a desk typing furiously, as if he was writing to an unsub who just stabbed a teammate.
"What are you doing? And why are you hating on the computer wall you're doing it," Morgan said pecking over the top of the computer monitor.
"Emailing mom,"Reid said without breaking eye contact with the screen.
"I thought you wrote her letters," Morgan straightened up with a puzzled look.
"She just got email and now she's obsessed,"
"Wow,"
"What?" This time Reid had the puzzled look.
"Reid," Morgan said lowly." Your mother discovered the Internet before you did,"
"I'm just going to finish emailing her about the case and turn this off and never touch this thing again."
Two different beeps sounded from the computer. One saying the message was send and another indicating a message was received.
"Damn it," Reid muttered under his breath.
The message from Diana read. "Odd Angel is back at the studio. Hope she is ok :/"
"What do you mean 'She's Back". I thought she would be at the studio forever?!"
"Well she can't dance if she couldn't even wake up," There was two attachments. One was a video and the other was a doctors report. Reid clicked the Video But not Before seeing. "Didn't you get my letter, well that figures the postal system here was completely in disarray when the mail man got sick."
The scene started with a wide shot of the grand theaters. Just as the MC walked out the tape automatically fast forwarded itself to the grand finale. Angel was front and center in a hip hop number. Everyone was dressed in various fatigues and camo face paint. The dance was intense and upbeat at the same time, hard hitting and welcoming,defiantly breath taking dance. The final pose was Angel standing on her head and the peers branching off her like a army emerging from a single brave act.
A dancer hit her foot and knocked her off balance. Her dancer took a spit second to realize way at was happening and sprung in action. In fact they seemed better prepared for the accident then they did the performance.
They caught her before she hit the floor ten feet below the stage. But they couldn't save her from hitting her neck on the edge of the stage during her fall. She didn't seem hurt physically. But she was completely non responsive.
In simpler termed the doctors report said that she will be in coma for a long time without any physical damage aside from they broken vertebrae that cause this. They was no telling when or if she would ever wake up.
Reid sat back in his chair. He was less responsive then Angel was.
"I'll take care of the geo profile,"
Reid reluctantly stood up and went back to the hotel. Luckally Morgan and Hotch were meeting in Hotch's room. He was delivering the news. Still the hotel was so small that he heard his next door neighbor and his roommates though the thin walls.
Reid played the video over and over again as if trying to make sense of it. Or why he never knew.
Perhaps twenty minutes later Morgan burst into the room and turned on the TV and flicked through three dozen channels till he noticed Reid.
"Oh hey Pretty Boy. Hope I'm not interrupting anything I just," Morgan said playing with the remote when Reid charging at him. Rather the TV. The breaking news was releasing a few details about the girl from earlier.
Reid began running around the room with his cell phone, papers, calendar and a pens. Morgan tried to stop him. But once Reids' on a roll there is no stopping him. Nor telling what he's doing.
Slowly he started mouthing the word. "NO NO NO,"
"Reid," Morgan tried to interrupt this time.
Reid dialed a number into his phone four times before getting it right and hit call. "Hey boy wonder. By that I mean boy I wonder why someone would ring me up at this ungodly hour!" Garcia said becoming more frustrated as she spoke.
"Garcia I need you to find the name to a patient recently awoken in the los veg..."
"Hey boy wonder, as in boy I wonder why anyone would wake a friend at this ungodly hour," Garcia groaned. Reid got the message right away.
"Look for a patient from a Vegas hospital on the news, she was about fourteen,"
"Found her,"
"What already,"
"Yep, She was admitted five years ago after breaking a vertebrae that lead to the coma, wow she has been in for the past five years,"
"And she is still alive,"Morgan said wide eyed.
"Yea, she woke up spazzing just over a week ago,"
"Just before the killing,"
Reid flashed Morgan an evil glare.
"What's her name,"
"Angelica," Reid answered.
"That's right,"
There was a long pause.
"Should I tell you what happened while she was in the coma," Grcia said hesatant.
"What,"
"There was dangerous amount of brain activity. There were baffled when she woke up completely normal. They assumed it was a side effect of her body repairing itself,it's never the same between two patients."
"I think she was dreaming. I'd love to have all that time to fanstasize about..." Morgan said.
"Thanks Garcia," Reid cut the connection and walked over to his deck. Morgan grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him hoping to set him straight.
"What is so important about girl,"
"Her name is Angel!" Reid shouted at Morgan. He was so suprised at the outburst he let go of Reid.
"Before university she was the best friend I had,"
"I'm sorry. That must really bit,"
"But it's not a stresser,"
"Reid do you think Angel coming back could be a trigger,"
"I don't think, it is I know it is," Reid started flying through papers again. Morgan just sighed like "Here we go again,"
The night was a blur. But they were certain they exhausted ever possiblity. And thoroughly pissed Garcia off.
They got to the office early. But not before a quict stop to see an old victim.
Rhianna's Mom was dropping the terror twins of at school so Rhianna was home alone for about ten minutes. Plenty of time.
Reid and Morgan didn't one to waste time with polite greetings. Rhiannon lead them to the living room and they gave her a pep talk. Rhiannon doing alot better, well she wasn't limping and a few bruises had faded.
"This isn't going to be easy, but this is going to help more them any email," Reid said calmly.
"OK," Rhiannon said trying to follow Reid's lead.
"Close your eye," Reid took her hands. "What were you doing that night?"
"We went to the cafe after class as normal,"
"Did anything seem out of place," Morgan suggested.
"Angel was back at and was working her old night shift at the cafe,"
Reid took a deep breath. "You were on of the last to go to the bathroom. Was it normal for them to take a long time,"
"They normally stay in until the food is ready so it was weird when they didn't come out right away. We were to hungry at first to notice,"
"What happened when you stepped behind the door to the bathroom,"
"Water dripped on my head. There is a leaky pipe just above my head. Is has always dripped, but this time there was more water coming from it them normal. Like it was getting worst,"
"Now, you were in the entryway to the bathroom do you hear anything,"
"You can alway hear the kitchen staff conviercing in the back. But not that night, the weather was really bad, so not everyone showed up for work. Thats why Angel took the night shift so soon."
Reid would speak at the sound of her name.
"What did you do when you got to the bathroom." Morgan asked.
"I started coughing in to doorway one second, the next I was held in a dark room with everyone from class.
"What were the people like?"
"Some were relaxed, like this was normal, sitting up right. But half of them were cowering in there sleeping bags,"
"What a minute, sleeping bags." Reid sounded intreged.
"Yay the guys that talked to me said there everyone wakes up in a sleeping bags. There is food and water in a corner, unused bars all along the walls. Not everyone had woken up yet."
"Wouldn't bare be on the windows?" Morgan stepped in.
"No" She said like she was answering a stupid question.
"These we are ballet bars. The bars that don't attack to the wall are put in storage,"
"So the room was like backstage,"
"That would explains the carpet. I think we have all we need. Thank you," Morgan pulled Reid out of the room.
"Hey," Reid protested.
"But do you really think a friend coming back after an accident five years ago is a legitimate stresser."
"In the eyes of a psychopath they can perceive the sweetest girl as the darkest villain of nightmares if that sweet girl earns an extra piece of candy or recieved the place in line they had been working for. Her return is like a warning and now she is trying to protect these people. But anyone who aggravates her will be dumped on the side of the road to the mercy of the villain,"
Reid and Morgan jumped in the car and drove out of the driveway as Rhiannon's mother drove in. She ran to Rhiannon in the doorway like they might have harmed her.
Morgan phoned up everyone and told them the theory and about the interview to back it up.
"We'll be there for the media presentation," Morgan closed the call.
"We are going to power the victims and drive a wedge between the Unsubs." Hotch said. "If any victims can escape A set of Unsubs it would be a group of teenager like these,"
"Perfect," Reid declared watching the street zip by,"
If only that was true. But he was very wrong.
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