Off we go again!
"Reid, you coming, kid?" Morgan called.
"Yeah, I'll be with you in a minute, I just need to let Aaron know I'm leaving." Spencer replied.
The older man nodded in understanding. "Alright man, hurry up though, the others are waiting in the car."
"Okay, I'll be there in a minute or so." Derek left him alone and he took a deep breath, hoping that it wouldn't upset the teen too much that he was going to be by himself for a while, as this would be the first time since the BAU arrived. The young doctor waited until the boy finally returned, dressed in his new clothes, Reid crouched a little so they were more eye level. "Hey, Aaron? Me and my team, we need to, ah, go to a crime scene. Do you think you could wait here for a while by yourself? I shouldn't be gone for no more than an hour."
Aaron shrugged a little. "Okay." He said.
Spencer eased some of the tension is his shoulders and lightly ruffled the kid's short, dark hair. "Thanks, buddy, I'll try to hurry." He then turned to leave.
"It's him, isn't it?"
"Pardon?" Reid froze, the voice was so small, he barely understood it.
Aaron sighed once before repeating. "It's George Foyet, the man who killed my family?" He asked, his tone clearly read 'no nonsense'. Spencer swallowed, he knew the teen wanted to truth, but how was he to explain? The BAU was here to catch the man and keep people safe, but they were failing the community, and most importantly, the only living victim.
"We don't know for sure yet, but if it is him, I promise you we will catch him." Reid eventually assured, although he was a little uncertain if it was more for Aaron, or for himself. "I gotta go now, my team's waiting. You can keep reading my profiling book if you'd like." Aaron just nodded silently before he trudged over to the couch where he left the book so he could resume reading. Reid shut the door before he left, then he rushed outside where his colleagues awaited him in an SUV.
"Sorry about that." He breathed as he tried to work his seatbelt.
"Not a problem." Gideon said casually while he backed the vehicle out of it's parking space.. "That boy likes you a lot."
"Yeah, I like him too." Reid responded.
"Say, Pretty Boy, you ever thought of having kids some day?" Morgan asked.
"Not really to be honest, especially not with the job we do." He said.
"You don't even have a girl yet, Reid. You're already twenty five."
"So? Maybe that's just you, Morgan, relationships simply aren't my thing. Besides, all you do is bring a woman to your place for one night."
"True, but what about Lila Archer?"
"Mm, the feeling went away." Spencer replied.
"Sure it did." Derek grinned.
Rossi cleared his throat prominently. "So, I think it's safe to assume that this is Foyet's doing?"
"They found DNA at the scene, but it hasn't come back yet since I last checked." JJ said.
"I'm willing to bet money that it's Foyet." Morgan muttered.
"But why the sudden change in MO?" Prentiss asked. "The last two family's were attacked at night, this one was killed in broad daylight. Plus, it's Saturday, people are home from work, kids are off from school, there has to be at least one witness."
"All we know is that people heard screaming and gunshots, and by the time police got there, there was nobody but the dead family." Jason explained. "And yet, nobody heard or saw anything suspicious before or after the killing."
"So what does that tell us?" Prentiss questioned.
"Foyet must've altered his appearance since the Hotchner case, he somehow found a way to blend in and not draw attention to himself." Derek mused.
"Or, combined with Morgan's theory, another possibility would be that Foyet is part of the neighborhood community." Dave added.
"And how would that work?" JJ inquired.
Gideon exhaled. "It means that Foyet has been closer this whole time than we thought."
"It makes sense," Reid spoke up. "If Foyet had changed his appearance, and he actually started living in the same neighborhood as the families he's killed, he could roam around in the open and nobody would suspect a thing. That could be how he might've killed his most recent victims, and not be noticed. It's also possible that Foyet keeps to himself, he doesn't socialize much with his neighbors, so no one else would really know much about him."
"Whatever the case, I just want to catch this sick bastard." Emily said.
Gideon pulled the SUV up in front of the suburban home, then he and the team got out. Police officers, CSIs, as well as spectators were all around. The group walked up to the detective, he acknowledged their approach and went to greet them.
"Agent Gideon, the results came back just as you guys drove up, it's definitely Foyet's."
"We already figured." Jason said. "Nobody knows where he may have went?"
The man shook his head. "Unfortunately, no."
"Gideon, are we certain Foyet doesn't have any accomplices? Or even a twin brother?" Morgan asked.
"Positive." Rossi answered before he could. "We've even had Garcia check several times before, we've confirmed that Foyet works and is alone."
"Not to mention multiple people would be more likely to grab attention." Reid said.
"But there were people around outside, nobody saw anything still." The detective pointed out.
Gideon watched silently for a moment as a body covered with a white sheet was wheeled over to a truck. "This son of a bitch has gotten away with this for ten years, and he's still out there and at it."
"Our problem right now is we still don't know where he is." Prentiss sighed.
"How long ago did the killing occur?" JJ asked the detective.
"Approximately less than thirty minutes ago, give or take."
"Did Foyet ever own a vehicle, or even steal one?" Morgan questioned.
"Not that I'm aware of, there hasn't been a case of a stolen car around here in- Well, I can't even remember."
"So, if Foyet is on foot, then add a half hour, surely he couldn't be very far from where we are now." Rossi pondered.
"If that's the case, then roadblocks certainly won't work." Gideon grumbled. "And since nobody saw him, we can't give out an APB or anything because we don't know his current appearance."
"What now?" Spencer asked. Everyone stood in silence for a while, taking in the young genius's words. It looked like they were stuck, they already know damn well who's responsible, but catching him is the real issue. Being profilers, this shouldn't be hard since they predict the moves of criminals in order to capture them, but Foyet has become unpredictable, he went out of his MO, and this third family's death was unexpected. It seemed unless they could get a lucky break, this could keep up for a while, more innocent people will die because of one man, a teenaged boy's deceased family will never get justice, and right now, the BAU is failing.
Jason's phone rang, he picked it up and answered. "Gideon."
"Agent Gideon, we need your team back at the station right away."
"Why? What happened? Is Aaron okay?" By now, everyone's attention was on the conversation and the notable panic in the Unit Chief's voice.
"The boy is fine, but I was to call and inform you that we have George Foyet in custody."
"What? How-"
"He waltzed right into the station, he had a knife, but we quickly apprehended him. He's currently in the one of our interrogation rooms."
"Okay, don't do anything with him until we get there."
"Yes, sir."
"What was that about, Jason?" Rossi asked as the BAU leader snapped his phone shut.
"We now have Foyet." He said.
To be continued!