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Hotch couldn't believe the sight in front of him. He had rushed down to meet with Officer Marks and had made the journey to the secluded forest area in record time. He stared at the body on the floor. Officer Marks came to his side. "Our search is over."
"He's dead," Hotch said in disbelief as he stood before the corpse. Laying cold and still on the muddy ground was Dell. His body filled with stab wounds and defensive wounds while dried blood stained Dell's pale and cold skin. "I don't understand."
"Someone murdered him," Officer Marks said before going to the other side of the body. "Forensics has done the preliminary work on the scene and body and we're going to rush the autopsy. Do we have another unsub we need to search for? Dell escaped during our pursuit of him and from what I've seen, he clearly isn't afraid to kill. Who could have managed this?"
"I don't know but we need to find who did this. I have a feeling that this isn't anywhere near over."
A few hours later
Garcia watched nervously as the nurse replaced the oxygen mask. She watched the her place the oxygen cannula under Reid's nose and hook it over his ears. "Are you sure he'll be okay without the mask?" Garcia asked.
"His oxygen levels are coming up and the doctor feels comfortable switching him to this. I'll be back in an hour to give him some more fluids. Call for a nurse if anything happens or you have any questions."
Garcia nodded and turned back to Reid as the nurse left. "Did you hear that Reid? Your oxygen levels are coming up. You're fighting through all this. I'm going to spoil you silly when you wake up."
"Don't like to be spoiled," Reid whispered causing Garcia to let out a gasp of joy. She held his hand tightly. "Still...can't see."
"Your eyes are swollen due to the beating, kid," Morgan spoke up. "Once the swelling goes down, you'll be able to see again. The doctor says it might take a few days. How are you feeling?"
"Did you get...him?" Reid croaked.
"Not yet," Morgan sighed. "We'll catch him though and make him pay for what he did to you."
"I'mmm not weak," Reid coughed before grimacing in pain as his broken ribs made themselves known. Morgan rushed out of the room and returned quickly with ice chips as Garcia helped Reid through the pain. He picked up an ice chip and placed it to Reid's lips. They opened and he placed the ice chip on his friend's tongue. He gave three more ice chips to Reid before placing the cup down.
"You're not weak, kid," Morgan soothed. "You're one of the strongest people I know. Does your throat feel better?"
"Yes," the young genius sighed weakly. "I'm so tired. Am I on drugs?"
Garcia and Morgan exchanged brief glances. They knew Reid wouldn't like being on morphine but there wasn't any other option. Garcia knew his heart wouldn't take the stress of the pain and she couldn't lose him after everything he had gone through.
Morgan spoke first. "Kid, you're on morphine. Your body is in a bad shape and your heart stopped during surgery. You need to rest and keep all stress to a minimum. I'm going to be here and keep an eye on you. I won't let anything happen regarding the pain medication. We wouldn't be able to bear seeing you in pain and this is best thing. We'll take care of you."
Garcia frowned as she watched Reid's bottom lip quiver. "Sweetie, what's wrong? Do you want me to get a nurse?"
"I was...scared," Reid breathed heavily before his body relaxed back into the bed. His grip on Garcia's hand slackened signalling he had fallen back to sleep. Garcia leaned over him and kissed his forehead.
"You don't need to be scared any more," she whispered sweetly. "You're back with family."
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"He thought he could get ahead of me," the man vented as he rocked back and forth on the dirty motel bed. "He was never the favorite. Father loves me the most. He'll love me even better when I get him out. I won't be stupid. Never going to be stupid. Can't be bad like the last time."
Hotch walked over to the computer as a video call came through. He answered it and saw Kevin Lynch come on the screen. "Kevin, have you got anything?"
"Forensics sent me the report and they found DNA on Dell's body. I'm still waiting to get a hit back from that DNA search but I can now tell you the real identity of Dell. I couldn't find him through his picture because he was reported missing over ten years ago when he was eighteen. His real name is Declan Wilson. His parents reported him missing after they found signs of a struggle in his room along with small traces of blood. Here's what he looked like at eighteen."
Hotch looked at the photo that popped up on the screen. The young man in the photo did look like Dell but had blond hair instead of dark brown and had brown eyes instead of blue. Declan Wilson. It was strange knowing that bastard's real name. He had changed his appearance to avoid being found. "Kevin, did he have a criminal record before he was taken?"
"No, he was a model student and had a place at Yale. He was kidnapped a month before he was set to leave."
"Kevin, alert me when you get the results from the DNA found. I want to know who killed Declan. I also want you to send everything on Declan that you have. Carey Lock clearly kidnapped him and for a reason and I want to know that reason."
"Yes sir," Kevin nodded before disconnecting the video call.
Hotch turned around to see Rossi leaning against the desk. "I heard everything. Hotch, what if Carey kidnapped more than one person? Carey in is prison but you saw the lengths that Declan went to trying to get him out of prison. He kidnapped a federal agent, killed a motel owner and was willing to kill as long as it got Carey out of prison. He failed. You saw the overkill on his body. He was stabbed repeatedly, his face cut up and a fight clearly went on. Carey clearly took Declan to brainwash him into being killer. We both know though that he must have seen a killer instinct emerging from Declan to take him."
Hotch realized Rossi's train of thought. "Carey Lock had more than one protégée."
"I think Declan Wilson wasn't the only protégée, Hotch. We have another unsub and he killed Declan because he's jealous. He didn't take any precautions to hide evidence of what he had done. He left DNA and the way he kills is erratic. He's disorganized which makes him more dangerous than Declan."
"I'm keeping Reid under protection. Our new unsub might try to finish what Declan started."
Blake and JJ walked into the hospital room to see Morgan reading a magazine while Garcia slept in a chair next to Reid's bed.
"I tried to get her to go to the hotel," Morgan said. "I just wanted her to get some proper rest but she refused and said an angel doesn't leave her charge. Reid woke up earlier and called her an angel. He was a little more coherent last time he woke up."
"That's good," Blake smiled. "Has he had any trouble?"
"Nothing too bad. He coughed and his broken ribs made themselves known. What Dell did has affected him?"
"How much?" JJ questioned.
"He got a little upset before he fell back to sleep. He said he was scared and then went to sleep. His voice shook so much and the fear in his voice, well, it makes me want to kill Dell even more."
"We have news," Blake said. "Morgan, Dell is dead."
Morgan's head snapped up to face her. "What?"
"We found his body in the forest. He'd been stabbed multiple times, parts of his body mutilated and had defensive wounds. His real name is Declan Wilson. He was kidnapped when was eighteen by Carey Lock we suspect and either brainwashed or manipulated into becoming a protégée to him. We suspect Declan was murdered by another protégée of Carey. Our new unsub is disorganized and is capable of anything."
"Do you think he'll come after Reid?" Morgan asked.
"He'll stay guarded till we find Declan's killer. He left DNA and we're hoping to get a hit."
Morgan hit his fist against his arm chair. "It's not fair!" he growled in a low voice. "He's dead and he won't pay for what he did to Reid. The son of a bitch who killed him gave him an easy way out. Declan or Dell, whatever he wanted to call himself, tortured Reid and caused him so much fear and pain. It's not fair. Reid was left fighting for his life and he's going to have to fight even more to get his legs back to normal."
"I know it isn't fair," JJ sighed before brushing her hand through her hair. "I wish Declan was still alive so I could kill him all over again but he's dead and that means Spence may not be in danger any more. I know why you're angry, Morgan. It's part he won't pay for what he did. The other part of your anger is the fact you didn't get the chance to get revenge with your own hands. Don't deny it."
"That's enough," Blake snapped before taking a calming breath. "I know this is a difficult time for everyone but arguing with each other isn't helping."
"Blake's right," Morgan sighed before resting back into his chair. "I'm sorry for losing my temper."
"Me too," JJ apologized. "I'm sorry but it isn't easy seeing Spence like this. He just got over being shot and we almost lost him again with all of this."
Garcia moved in her sleep but settled after a moment. JJ brought a blanket over her. "She must be exhausted."
"She's not the only one but I can't leave Reid," Morgan said.
"Morgan, JJ and myself can look after Reid for a while. You need a proper sleep, a shower and something in your stomach other than coffee. We don't know when this will be over and you can't stay in this room forever. We'll look after him. I promise."
"Blake, I don't want him to be upset if he wakes up and needs me."
"He'll understand," JJ smiled. "Go and get some proper rest. We'll call if anything happens."
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