Beta: Dragon Claymore

Warnings: See Previous chapters

CWC:2,115

Chapter 12: Misinterpretation

The next couple of days went by blissfully well for Spencer. He and Derek spent a lot of time together and whenever the chance arose, they would be making out. Whenever Derek seemed to try to make a move to try to get closer to having sex, Spencer would put a stop to it claiming he wasn't ready. Gideon hadn't dropped by in a while and that made Spencer very happy but he wasn't about to count his chickens yet. Everyone, including Hotch noticed a positive change in Spencer's behavior. Hotch thought Gideon had talked to Spencer and went to thank his colleague when Gideon explained that it wasn't his doing.

"Maybe he just finally worked out his issues," Hotch said.

"Yeah."

Gideon was not pleased. Spencer was his. No one was allowed to touch him in that way. He was going to make him pay.

There was a knock on Gideon's door as JJ poked her head in, "Sorry but we got a case."

Both Hotch and Gideon nodded as they stood and followed JJ to the conference room. Reid, Morgan, Greenway, and Garcia were already seated around the table waiting for JJ to begin. Hotch and Gideon took their seats and JJ began.

"I'm gonna warn you this isn't pleasant at all. Five women in the past week had all been reported missing, this week they were all found dead."

JJ clicked to a picture that had all five women in a massive grave. She pointed out each victim.

"Alisa Campden, age 34, lives in Roxbury, Massachusetts. Alisa worked at the Social Security office. Turi Jones, age 22, from Mattapan, Massachusetts. She was a schoolteacher at Dorchester High. Jeannette Barnes, age 19, from Roxbury, Mass. She was a student at Madison Park High. Marissa Cleveland, age 40 from Mattapan, Mass. Samantha Cove, age 15 from Roxbury. She was a student at the John D O'Bryant High School."

"Well at least we know what the unsub's preference is," Morgan said. "African American women from either the Roxbury or Mattapan area."

"They look like they've been bound. There seems to be ligature marks on all of their wrists," Reid commented.

"According to the ME's report we have on the first two victims, they were. You can see how badly these women were beaten."

Hotch frowned, "Do we know if any of them were sexually assaulted?"

JJ nodded, "Again the ME's report on the first two victims stated that both Alisa and Turi had been sexually assaulted multiple times."

Both Greenway and Garcia gasped.

"And we know his time frame. Apparently this unsub is aggressive," Gideon said.

Hotch nodded before he stood, "Wheels up in fifteen."

The team dispersed to go grab their go-bags and head to the airstrip. Reid stood up from grabbing his bag from underneath his desk when he almost bumped into Gideon.

"Ready to go?"

"Huh?"

"You're riding with me."

"Oh. I was…uh, gonna catch a ride with Morgan."

Gideon nodded, "I know, but it's okay. Ride with me."

Gideon gave him a look that told him not to argue.

"Okay," Reid said in a small voice.

Morgan frowned as Reid followed Gideon out looking like a lost puppy. He shrugged and gathered his things as he headed to the parking lot. He stepped out of the elevator and saw Gideon and Reid talking. He kept himself hidden as he heard them.

"You little piece of shit, who do you think you are?"

"Gideon, I'm sorry."

Smack!

"Who the fuck told you to say my name?"

Morgan watched as Gideon slapped Reid hard enough to make him fall to the floor. That almost brought him out of his hiding spot.

"You are so lucky we don't have time for me to fuck you. Get in the car."

Reid whimpered a little and got in the car and just before Gideon climbed in the car, Morgan heard him one last time.

"But rest assured the next chance we get, I'm gonna use your ass good."

Morgan waited until Gideon had pulled out of the parking lot before heading to the car. So that's why Spencer didn't wanna have sex. He's already boning Gideon. How the fuck could I be so stupid to believe him?

{~CM~}

Half an hour later, the team was all on the plane ready to make the 2-hour flight to Boston. Both Reid and Morgan were sitting on the couch but Morgan sat as far away from Reid as he could possibly get and if it weren't for them going over the case, he would've put his headphones on. Reid glanced at him and frowned. He figured they would have to hide their relationship at least somewhat, but Morgan was flat out ignoring him.

"Okay so we know this guy has so sense of remorse. Shown here by the way they were brutally beaten and the way he threw them in a massive grave," Gideon explained.

"If there are five women a week he's probably taking a woman a day, but the only thing we don't know is if he's killing them the same day or the next day before he grabs his next victim," Morgan said.

"Garcia."

"Yes, sir," she acknowledged from the computer screen.

"I want you to compile a list of deaths like this one. Go back at least ten years."

"Yes, sir."

"Morgan, you and Reid are going to check out the dump site."

Morgan frowned but didn't say anything. He just crossed his arms over his chest. Reid was shocked. He doesn't want to work with me? Why? Maybe the last couple of days were just a joke. I knew he was just teasing me.

"Gideon and Greenway, I want you both to head to ME and JJ and I will set up shop and start talking to families and friends."

Everyone nodded. Morgan closed his file and sat back as he put on his headphones. Reid tapped his shoulder but Morgan ignored him. I can't believe he wants my attention, Morgan thought. What makes him think I wanna have anything to do with him after learning that he lied to me? Reid looked heartbroken at Morgan when he didn't get a response and opened a book. I knew it. He doesn't care about me at all.

Once the plane landed, the team headed to the Boston Police Department located in Roxbury and met with the head detective on the case. He had a couple of men escort Morgan and Reid to the dumpsite and take Gideon and Greenway to the medical examiner. As the two checked out the dumpsite, Morgan sighed and shook his head.

"This is sad. I mean who would do this?"

"Back in the eighteen hundreds and possibly after that massive graves such as these were used. They were also used a lot in the wars," Reid spoke. "It was said it wasn't just because they didn't want to take the time to individually bury all their dead, but it was also because they simply didn't care enough about the people."

Morgan just raised an eyebrow. He bent down to examine the ground, "So our unsub must've dragged each of the girls from a vehicle."

"How do you figure?" The officer that brought them asked.

"Simple, there are no tire tracks. Besides, this doesn't look like the type of ground you can drive on."

The officer shook his head, "This is not far from Boston Common, how could no one see anything?"

"Perhaps he did this at night," Reid suggested. "Boston Common is a fairly large area that always seems to have people but I would suspect that it would be empty at night."

"Let's head back," Morgan said headed to the SUV. Reid followed.

In the SUV, as they were following behind the officer, Reid turned to Morgan.

"Morgan, are you mad at me or something?"

"Wow, guess you really are a genius. How'd you tell?"

Reid frowned, "No need to be sarcastic, but what did I do to you?"

"Oh, I don't know, Reid. How about the fact that you lied to me?"

"Lied to you? About what?"

"Let's see, I think I figured out the reason you don't wanna have sex with me. Because you're already boning Gideon!"

"What? I'm not having sex with Gideon, besides since we're talking about who lied to who, how about you lying to me about wanting to be with me. I mean I understand because of the rules that we have to be a bit subtle about our relationship, but you flat out ignored me all day today."

"Why would I wanna be around someone who lies? And it's clear to me that you don't want a fucking relationship with me."

Reid shook his head, "That's not true."

"So why'd you lie to me?"

"I didn't lie to you."

"Really, from what I saw it's clear that you were lying to me."

Reid gulped, "What did you see?"

"I saw how you let Gideon slap you like the submissive boyfriend you were. I heard how Gideon said he was 'gonna use your ass good'."

Reid bit his lip, "Morgan, it's not what you think."

"The hell it ain't! You're a goddamn liar, Reid."

Reid bit his lip as he held back his tears. What am I gonna do? He thinks that I've lied to him, but I can't tell him about Gideon. Morgan parked the SUV in the parking lot and stalked into the police station leaving Reid to scurry behind him.

"He was driving," Morgan said taking a seat.

"What?" Hotch asked looking up.

"The unsub, he was driving which meant that he dragged all five women to the grave by himself."

"We also believe he did it in the cover of the night," Reid added. "If he had done it during the day he would've been noticed. This makes me believe that the grave was covered during the day."

Gideon and Greenway came back just then and Greenway looked like she was gonna be sick.

"The things he did to those women," She moaned as she sat in the seat. "What kind of person brutalizes another human being in that way?"

"All five women were repeatedly raped," Gideon said.

Morgan nodded, "We already figured that out, Gid."

Gideon shook his head, "No. I mean repeatedly. So much so, that there were multiple scars in their mouths, anus, and vaginal area."

Greenway sobbed, "It was horrible! Whoever he is he's one sick bastard!"

"What else?" Hotch asked.

"The first and third victims, Alisa and Jeannette, were both beaten to death while the other three were just strangled."

Just then Morgan's phone rang and he answered it and put it on speaker, "Go ahead beautiful."

"Aw, you know just the right way to flatter a girl. So anyway, I did some digging and found that there has been a case like this ten years ago, right here in Boston. Five girls brutally raped and brutally murdered."

"Did they find the guy who did it?"

"A Matthew Hillard, but according to this Matthew OD'd on sleeping pills one night and was pronounced dead the next morning."

"Maybe we're dealing with a copycat?" Hotch wondered. "Garcia, see if you can find out all the people that paid Hillard a visit, who wrote him letters anything like that and may have talked to him about his killings."

"On it, boss man," Garcia said before she hung up.

"I hate copycats, they're worse than the actual killer," Morgan said pocketing his phone.

"Wasn't there a copycat of the Zodiac Killer?" Reid asked.

"How do you know about the Zodiac Killer?" JJ asked.

"I read."

"Ahh."

Hotch looked at his watch and sighed. It was late and he knew that his team was going to get tired soon. "I suggest that we all go get some food and head to the hotel and try and get some rest. We'll deliver the profile in the morning."

"Are we gonna pair up?" Morgan asked. He really hoped he didn't have to bunk with Reid.

"Unfortunately, yes. So, Greenway and JJ, Gideon and Reid, and Morgan with me."

Reid gulped. Morgan smirked at him, "Perfect pairing," He muttered.

The team went out to Legal Seafood Restaurant. Reid tried to have a good time and enjoy himself but he was worried about what Gideon might do once they were alone together and he was worried about what Morgan saw and what he might think of him. It was after 10 by the time everyone made it to the hotel. Reid was fidgeting the whole time. He didn't want to be alone with Gideon for any length of time.

TBC...