At the police station, Morgan walked out of the conference room, just to see Reid walking into the station. "Hey pretty boy, how was your night?" Morgan smirked with a wink.
"It was fine," Reid responded in a straight, mode tone voice.
"What did you guys do-"
"Nothing," Reid quickly replied while walking fastly to the conference room. He thought of his promise to Olivia.
"Do you promise not to spill my life facts to your friends?" She asked as they stood in front of her front door.
"I promise, I wouldn't betray your trust" he assured her.
She smiled. "Thank you, Spence,"
"No problem," he responded.
Morgan gave Reid the suspicious look. "So, you're telling me you went over to Olivia's house for the night and nothing happened between you two?" Morgan questioned.
"That's absolutely correct and now if you don't mind, I'd like to solve this case as soon as possible," Reid said while opening the case files left on the round table in the conference room.
Morgan wasn't satisfied with Reid's answer and knew something had happened. "Come on man, you're trying to convince an FBI profiler nothing had happened," Morgan said.
"You can tell that 8 out of these ten guys were brutally murdered and the other 2 weren't, so this means that the male must have something against these other males, maybe it even has to do with the woman," Reid analysed from the pictures, trying hard to ignore Morgan.
"A beautiful girl who probably has intelligence too, alone with you for the night," Morgan started.
"The two others weren't beaten up, they were just shot, stabbed and had that X on their chest," Reid continued analyzing, trying so hard not to let Morgan get to him.
"Just seems like a waste to me,"
"I highly doubt that the female accomplice wanted to participate in this since it looks like she's not the one who has a grudge against these men,"
"I know something that women would enjoy participating in,"
"But I don't understand what the X stands for,"
"Did you sleep with her?"
"God damn Morgan, no! We only made out, that's it!" Reid revealed and quickly shut up before he could spill anything else. Morgan gave Reid a big grin.
"This is the second time on the job that you went over to a pretty girls house and got smooched," he pointed out.
"Yeah, anyway, can we please get back to the case?" Reid insisted.
Morgan nodded. "Yeah, that's all I wanted to hear from you, pretty boy," Morgan smirked.
Reid held up the picture of David Delly. "Do you have any idea what the X represents?" Reid asked Morgan.
"You're the genius, you tell me," Morgan responded.
Reid pondered on it for awhile and some ideas did pop into his head, but none really connecting with the victims. "I've got nothing," he told Morgan.
Morgan turned his focus to the rest of the pictures on the table,. "Well, since we have a hunch that it's Olivia's foster father, did she tell you anything about him?" Morgan asked. Reid thought about it.
"Did your foster parents have time consuming jobs? Is that why you resented them so much?" Reid asked as they both lied side ways, side by side.
"Well, my foster dad was a priest, that's how my foster mom and my foster dad met, but he only did it on Sundays and was a winemaker in general and my foster mother was an account manager," Olivia explained.
"Oh, decent hour jobs and you resented them for that?" Reid asked sort of puzzled.
"No, I didn't really resent them, I resented myself even more," she said.
"Her dad was a priest," Reid mumbled as he tilted the picture a bit to the right and sure enough.
"The X is actually a diagonal cross," Reid said to Morgan.
"It is her dad," he continued.
"I'll tell the rest of the team that we know the male of the duo," Morgan said while walking out of the conference room, just to bump into Rossi.
"We know that Olivia's foster father is up to this, but we don't know the female of the pair," Morgan explained.
"Do you think it could be Olivia?" Rossi asked.
"Detective Daniel's asked her what time she finishes work and where does she work, but it didn't match up to the time the murders took place," Morgan explained.
Rossi thought for a bit. "Maybe she's in danger, maybe he's really after her and some female is too," Rossi suggested.
"Her foster parents are out to kill her, that's what you're saying?"
"I don't know, but something is going on between Olivia and the foster father, I can feel it," Rossi commented.
"But I can't help but feel as if I know her," Rossi revealed.
Morgan gave him a strange look. "How so?" he asked.
"Olivia Startford sounds like a name I heard many years ago," Rossi said.
Reid feared for Olivia. 'He's going to go after her, I just know it,' he couldn't get that thought out of his head.
He kept on remembering how terrified she looked last night whenever he would bring up something about her foster father.
"Did you spend a lot of time with your foster father?" Reid asked out of curiosity.
He could see that Olivia was uncomfortable with the question. "Not in the way you'd think," she whispered. She looked pale and kind of stiff. Reid instantly knew what she meant and it made him feel sort of uncomfortable too, to think that someone that was a former priest could lay a hand on a little girl.
"She might be in danger," Rossi said.
Reid turned around to see Rossi at the door frame of the conference room. "I know," Reid responded.
"Well, go protect her," Rossi said.
"But the tea-"
"Go and protect her before her foster father gets her, I'll inform the team," Rossi explained and then walked away.
Reid took a deep breath. "He's right," he said and soon after was on his way out the police station.
When Reid was a few meters away from Olivia's house, he saw her white Mercedes Benz coming out of her driveway and heading north. Reid started following her and soon called Garcia.
"Hello, the gracious Garcia at your service," Garcia said.
"Hey, Garcia, can you search up where Shelly Fredrick lives?" Reid asked.
"Right on it! She lives at 4230 Grey Lake Drive Las Vegas, Nevada," she replied.
"That's approximately 2 hours and 24 minutes from here," Reid said.
"Exactly," Garcia said.
"Thanks Garcia,"
"No problem, Garcia out my little love muffin," she then hung up.
Back at the police station, everyone was in the conference room contemplating what to do. "You sent Reid out to go protect a potential unsub?" Hotch asked Rossi.
"Yeah, but Morgan told me that this is more on the male accomplice's side, so he must be threatening Olivia in some way to make her kill two of these ten victims," Rossi explained.
"Like what?" JJ asked.
Morgan and Rossi looked at each other. "Only Reid can answer that question really, she told him some clues like how the X on the chest is actually a diagonal cross representing cleansing the soul with a cross figures since these men were sinners to him," Morgan explained.
"What if these men are just a reflection of himself and he wants to clean them of their ways and kill them because of their wrong doing since he can't," Emily suggested.
"Prentiss has a point, Morgan call Garcia,"
"Already on it," Morgan assured as he put his phone on speaker.
"Hello, how may I help thee?" Garcia answered.
"Hey, baby girl, can you search up an Olivia Startford?" Morgan asked.
"Sure can and done! What's this info for?"
"We think that one of the victim's fiancées murdered two men and her foster father is behind this whole plan,"
"Well, it says that Olivia Startford has been dead for twenty years, twenty-one this coming June," Everyone was in shock.
"What? Baby girl that can't be," Morgan said.
"Well it is, her husband shot her three times in the chest before killing himself by shooting himself in the head," Garcia explained.
"By any chance is her husband's name Jeremy MacAdam?" Rossi asked.
"Yes, it most definitely is," Garcia answered.
Hotch looked at Rossi. "You know them?" He asked.
"I was good friends with Jeremy, but we fell out years before his death," Rossi explained.
"Garcia, do they have a daughter named Carmen by any chance?" Morgan asked.
"Yes, Carmen MacAdam, born October 1, 1986," Garcia answered.
"After her parents died, she was put into foster care and a year later was adopted by Shelly Fredrick and later on married Jason Gordon," Garcia explained.
"That's our guy," JJ said.
"Garcia, send us the house address on our phones," Morgan said.
"Already done," Garcia said. They were now on their way to Las Vegas.
When Olivia reached her old house, she hesitated to walk up the drive way, but eventually sucked it up. She was determined to not let her foster father get the best of her.
'I'm gonna end this myself, I have nothing else to lose,' she thought as she stood in front of the door she knew all too well, but she couldn't help but think of him.
'Spencer..' She thought before she opened the door. He was the only thing left in her mind since she left Barstow. She couldn't shake him out of her head and felt as if she could never forget his name. She knew down the long road, he would eventually forget her name and she would forget his, even though she could never erase the feeling of his lips on hers and the feelings she felt for him that she had never felt for anyone.
She opened the door slowly and took a few steps in. She closed the door behind her and walked inside a bit more. She knew he was waiting for her because the signs were too obvious not to think that someone was waiting for a certain person to walk in. She made sure to check right, left, behind her and even in corners to see if he was there. She started to make her way upstairs and she tried to turn on the lights, but they wouldn't turn on.
'He's here, but where?' She thought as she checked every room, but there was no sign of her foster father. She sighed a deep sigh and stood at the top of her stairs ready to go back down until she heard his voice.
"I knew you'd come," he said and then pushed her down the stairs.
Olivia let out a shriek and landed on her back at the bottom of the stairs. Her foster father ran down the stairs to her and leaned over so that they would be eye to eye. "Seems like you thought you could out smart me," he started, "but like always, I'm in control and you're just going to take what I dish out," he said and then slapped her on the face.
Olivia took it and didn't shed a tear because she knew that's how he got off on her. "If you're expecting me to fear you any more, you're wrong and I'm not going to be in your shadow anymore, you son of a bitch," she said.
"Watch your mouth, Olivia,"
"It's Carmen," she uttered.
He slapped her again. "Get up!" He demanded.
"No," she said.
"If you don't get up, I swear to God I'll shoot that bastard son of your fiancés," he exclaimed.
Carmen rolled over and started to get up, but he kicked her in the stomach. She let out a shriek and crouched over in pain. "You make me sick! Giving up your own self to save someone else, that's pathetic," he stated.
"Do you know what's really pathetic? You called yourself a priest for years and you go and molest a little six year old girl in the confession booth at church and resigned because you didn't want to confess your sins, so you came and ruined my life," she began.
"I don't see your point,"
"You're not a real man, a real man would confess to their sins when he has the chance and a true man would never harm those who don't deserve that, you're nothing but a little bitch!" Carmen shouted.
He grabbed her by her hair and slammed her head into the wall. "You're calling me a little bitch? I loved you and you took it as nothing," he whispered into her ear.
"You didn't love me, you lusted for me because your a sexual sadist and you enjoyed seeing me suffer at the hands of you," she said.
"Did I ever love the look on your face when I used to touch you in all the places you didn't want to get touched, the fear in your eyes that your foster mom never saw and since I killed her, she can never see the fear in your eyes now," he whispered into her ear again and then licked it. Carmen squirmed, trying to get loose of his grip.
"Let me go! I don't love you, I don't want you and I don't need you!" She shouted.
Jason threw Carmen to the ground. "I don't like your attitude, never did," he said while pulling out a gun from his back pocket and pointing it to Carmen.
She looked at the gun and then looked at him with a strict expression. "Go ahead, shoot me," she said.
"No, then I wouldn't see your face when I do this," he said and she knew exactly what he was planning to do. "Jake! Come out of the closet and come down here to say hello!" Jason yelled and Jake came running.
"Jake! Don't!" Carmen shouted.
Jake looked at her. "Livi!" Jake exclaimed while running down the stairs.
By the time he reached down the stairs, a bullet was fired right through his skull. "No!" Carmen screamed and broke down into tears.
"Yeah, it's sad when certain people don't listen, right?" Jason said as he dragged Carmen off the floor.
He reached for a knife in his other pocket and held it at Carmen's throat. "This kill is a bit more personal," he said, but was interrupted by the front door swinging open.
"Put the knife down," Reid said.
Reid held his gun up to Jason and Jason did the same thing to him. "Put your weapon down first," Jason insisted.
"I don't bargain with criminals," Reid said.
"It's either you put the gun down or her throat gets cut," Jason explained.
"You know you don't want to do that, I know how much you love her and if you love someone you wouldn't kill them," Reid explained.
"Shut up! I never asked you for your opinion!" Jason yelled as he tightened his arm around Carmen's neck.
Reid tightened the grip on his gun and Jason noticed. "Pull the trigger, my hand will slip and she'll be dead," he explained.
"I know what you made her do and how you wanted to control her for the rest of her life because that's what abusers do, they get turned on by their victim suffering and the victim can't do anything about it since the abuser has something against the victim," Reid began.
"What did you have against her?" Reid asked.
"I killed her foster mom, I killed her fiancé, I killed the mother of her fiancés son and I shot that little boy in the head not to long ago," he uttered out as if he was proud and that made Reid's stomach turn.
"The only reason you're doing this is because I'm guessing your mother was a catholic woman and your father used to abuse your mother physically and your father sexually abused your mother, you thought it was right for all men to do that and you thought you would be so holy if you became a priest, but all you wanted to do was gain little girls trust and then you got them, that's what you did to Carmen," Reid explained.
"That's enough," Jason said.
"No, that wasn't enough for you because you wanted a little girl all to yourself because you knew she would be too scared to tell anyone and you could just keep abusing her forever," Reid continued.
Jason re-positioned his gun to Carmen's head. "If you want her to live, you'll lower your weapon," he insisted.
"Don't do it, Spencer," Carmen whispered, but he did it anyway.
Jason then moved his gun to point back to Reid and shot him in his arm. Reid dropped his gun and crouched down in pain while holding his arm.
"No!" Carmen screamed and managed to break out of her foster dads grip and ran over to Reid. Jason was in shock.
"You know him?" He asked.
"Yes, I do," she replied while crouching down next to Reid.
"You care for him?" He asked.
"Yes, I do," she replied.
Not only was Jason in shock, but also Reid. "Don't tell me you have feelings for him too," Jason said.
Carmen glanced at Reid and then back at Jason. "I do," she whispered and then looked back at Reid.
"You don't have to feel the same way," she explained.
"But, I do," Reid said.
Jason became enraged. "Get up! If you're going to love her, take a bullet for her," he said while pointing the gun at Reid.
Reid was about to get up, but Carmen got up before him and shielded him. "You're not gonna shoot him, this war is between you and I," she explained.
Reid felt that fierceness in her voice and was it ever strong. "He was right, if you don't love me, shoot me right now with no regret," she said boldly.
Jason froze. He didn't have a clue what to do. Since he wasn't paying attention to Reid any more, Reid slowly reached for his gun. "Fine, but I just want to say that you were very special to me," he said.
The gun in his hand was shaking so much that Reid thought he would drop it. "Goodbye, Olivia," he said with tears forming in his eyes.
Just before he pulled the trigger, Reid shot him on his shoulder and Jason collapsed in pain. Carmen stood their in awe. "Go, take the gun and knife away from his hands," Reid instructed and she did what he told her.
Carmen looked over at her foster dad who lied their in pain. "Never knew you could feel pain," she commented.
He looked up at her. "The pain of you loving someone else is pain enough," he said.
Carmen backed away in disgust and soon turned her attention back to Reid. "Oh god, I hope it didn't go through your bone marrow," she said while crouching back down beside him.
"It doesn't feel like it," Reid assured her.
She soon started to tear up. "I'm so sorry," she whispered.
"It's okay, it's apart of the job," Reid assured her.
"Please don't cry," he said.
She embraced him with a hug. "I'm still very sorry," she said while pulling back from the hug.
"It's all in the job, please, don't worry about me," Reid insisted.
Carmen embraced Reid in a quick kiss and pulled back. Reid was in amazement that he felt that same feeling as he did the first time they kissed. They heard the door kick down.
"FBI!" Morgan shouted as the team rushed in.
"Don't take Carmen to the police station, she needs to go to the hospital," Reid said.
"And so do you," JJ said helping Reid up and Emily helped Carmen up.
Morgan handcuffed Jason. "You have the right to remain silent," he said and escorted him outside.
When everyone was outside, Morgan went up to Reid. "Glad you saved her in time?" Morgan asked.
"Of course," Reid said and turned to look at Carmen sitting at the end of the ambulance.
She looked up at him and flashed a quick smile and so did he. "Her dad isn't very happy with what you did though," Morgan informed Reid.
Reid walked up to Jason, who was sitting on the police car since the paramedics were examining his wound. Morgan followed Reid. "You know, you might have strong feelings for her, but she is damaged goods," Jason laughed.
Reid got really angry that he punched Jason in the face. Morgan was in shock and the paramedics held him back. "Thanks guys," Morgan said and took Reid away from him.
"Don't make him get to you," Morgan said. "In the end, you saved what he wanted to destroy," Morgan assured Reid and then walked away.
Reid walked up to the ambulance where Carmen was. She looked up, "So?" She said.
"So, what?" Reid asked.
"What happens with us?" She asked.
"Umm, I garuntee you that if you get a good lawyer and a good write up from me, you won't get served time," Reid assured Carmen.
"Hope not, I've lost everything, I don't want to lose something I just found either," she said with a small smile.
"We're heading out!" Morgan shouted.
"Guess you have to go," she said.
"Yeah, but I hope I'll see you again," Reid said.
Carmen smiled. "Hopefully, see you later, Doc," she said.
"Bye, Carmen," Reid waved goodbye and started to walk towards Morgan.
"I think you two have some great chemistry," Morgan pointed out.
"Yeah, I hope it will continue after this some how," Reid said.