The next day, Spencer heard the sound of someone knocking on the door. He was pleasantly surprised to see who was standing there, smiling. "Enrique, what took so long?" he said jokingly.

"Delay, or some biz, I don't remember. I was pretty stoned." he said, walking into the room and looking around. "Where's Carson? Did Mike swing by yet?"

"They left earlier to the casinos. They're gonna try and swing Carson in by pulling a few favors from the manager."

"Does that actually work?"

"It worked last time in '89." Spencer reminded Enrique. When they were 7, they had managed to get into casinos when they promised the managers they would keep out the gang bangers.

"Well, what do we do?" Enrique asked.

"It's almost 12. I couldn't meet William yesterday because of one of Carson's...well, you know," Enrique nodded. "So I called and said I would meet him today. He called earlier and said to meet him at the law offices at 12, so...let's roll." He grabbed his messengerbag.

They both headed out the door and into the parking lot where Spencer's rental car was waiting. They both got in and set off for the law offices.

25 minutes later...

Spencer and Enrique got out of the car, but stopped at the building's entrance. Spencer took a deep breath. "Well, this is it." he breathed.

"Yep." Enrique replied. "The big finish."

Spencer saw an empty lot next to the building. He saw Enrique looking at the lot too. "Aren't the guys we know from the Moody Blues cover band here?" Enrique nodded.

"Wanna call them for a game of baseball?"

Enrique nodded again. Spencer took out his phone to call, but saw three reflections in the screen. He was not happy with who was standing behind them. "It's DeSalvo and his cronies. Don't look back." Spencer said quietly to Enrique.

Before any of them could do anything, however, DeSalvo threw the first punch at the back of Spencer's head. Spencer and Enrique turned and Spencer returned his punch right into his guts.

"You wanna go, DeSalvo?" he snarled. "Come on, let's go."

oOo

"Someone call the cops. There's some guys fighting in the lot next door."

William Reid looked up from his paperwork and stared out the window, seeing as how he had a view of the empty lot. Sure enough, there were five guys fighting in the lot. He was used to it. Fights were common in Vegas. "Probably gambling debts." William thought. He froze when one of the guys turned around. He immediately recognized the light brown hair and brown eyes.

It was Spencer! Spencer Reid!

"WHAT THE HELL?!" William thought as he ran out the door and into the lot. He recognized Enrique Gonzalez immediately. He saw who they were fighting. They were fighting with some guys. All Italian. What the hell, did Spencer owe them money or something?

Before he could react, Spencer kicked one of them square in his stomach and sent him tumbling backwards. Enrique punched his guy out cold and went to help Spencer with the remaining man.

William didn't think, just reacted. He grabbed the guy's and Spencer's collars, then pulled Spencer and him apart.

Spencer looked stunned for a moment, but recovered quickly and looked at the guy angrily. "If I ever see you little motherfuckers around here doin' crap like that again, I'm gonna smash your face."

The guy sneered at him, turned away, and walked. William let go of Spencer's collar and was surprised at his clothes. He was wearing combat boots, jeans, and an old scarlet T-shirt that said, "Team Gryffindor" in gold letters with the gold Gryffindor lion below.

Spencer looked at him. "Hey, William." he said, before turning his head and coughing up blood.

oOo

"Ow, son of a...god, those guys wear too many rings. I'm only wearing two, plus a wrist cuff." Spencer said as he duct taped old pieces of cloth he found in the bottom of his backpack to his cuts.

"To be fair, you did hit one of his cronies with the cuff." Enrique said as he too duct taped cloth to his cuts.

"Dont defend the enemy, 'rique."

"Right, sorry."

Enrique and Spencer were sitting in William's empty office doing what they could to their wounds. William went to see if he could get their computer tech to track down those guys, and didn't fully agree with their medical opinion for their cuts.

"Shoot, how'd he find us? I thought there were other mob bosses here in Las Vegas, I was so sure that they'd drive him outta town." Spencer said, taping another cut closed.

"No, he has alliances here. At this rate, he'll get us in no time." Enrique said, finishing up his "bandaging".

"I just don't get it. Why does he go after William too? I would get if he just goes after me for the cash, but why the father, too?" Spencer said.

"Maybe he's doing this for more cash? Thinks Mazara'll pay more?"

"Yeah, but there's a whole lot more people to choose from here. Why not one of the guys from the band, why not Carson, why not you? There's a lot more people than just William and the other family."

"That is true. I don't know, either he's really got a plan like that, or he's planning something else more bigger."

"Are we over thinking this?"

"Not at all."

Spencer sighed. He finished up and shoved all the cloth and tape back into his pack. He stood up and walked around for a bit. Something sitting by the computer caught his eye.

"'rique. Family portrait."

Enrique walked to stand next to him. It was a picture of William, a woman with short blonde hair, and two boys. They were all dressed in their best clothes and smiling. The picture was set behind glass in a light wooden frame. It would've been just a normal picture, if it weren't for the fact that the boys looked vaguely like Spencer when he was younger.

"Whoa. That is..." Enrique began.

"Weird, freaky?" Spencer offered. There were so many words to describe this.

"I was gonna go with confusing, but yeah, good way to go." Enrique said.

Spencer then looked at William's computer and had to bite his lip to keep from laughing. Sitting there, on the old wood desk, was an even older looking vintage Coleco. Enrique and Spencer laughed quietly.

"Jeez, how old is this guy?!" Enrique said, laughing.

"I have no idea!" Spencer said in between laughs.

Their laughs quickly subsided, though, when a loud bang was heard right outside the door. They both looked at each other. Enrique walked to the door and opened it while Spencer kept his distance.

The people Spencer and Enrique least expected to see there came rushing in...