Stolen Time

Cat

You wrapped the pregnancy tests in some toilet paper and shoved them into the pockets inside your coat. You turned on the faucet and splashed your face with cold water. You took a deep breath and looked in the mirror. Could this be your new future? You loved spencer and couldn't imagine starting a family with anyone else. A small warmth filled your heart knowing that this could be the beginning of a new life with Spencer. But then a different thought came to your head. How could you tell him?

You pushed those thoughts to the side and opened the door. You walked back to the team focusing back on to the case.

"So I heard we have a suspect?" you glanced at Hotch and Derek

"Yeah pretty boy is in there interrogating him" he walked you over to the glass

"What is he doing" Hotch stood next to you, you were now standing in-between Hotch and Morgan

The leading detective walked in handing you a file "You wanted to see some of what Los Machetes does?"

Los Machetes, the lead you had pursued but were doubtful of going anywhere with it but you decided to give it a shot

Hotch and Morgan stood over you. The pictures were awful. Young men with their arms cut off in the middle of the road. You took one of the pictures handing the rest of the file over to Morgan and made your way through the door of the interrogation room. Spencer watched you walk over to the table. You held up the picture to Julio's face.

"That reminds you of your youth" you questioned him "It's some pretty ugly things to be involved in, did you help or did you just watch" he began to tap his fingers on the table and his eyes never left Spencer's face

"Is that what you call religion? What kind of man does that to another man? Not a man of faith" you knew this wasn't going anywhere but you kept going

He began chanting something in a different language. You looked back at the glass knowing Hotch would catch your glance.

You and Spencer walked out the interrogation room and joined Hotch, Morgan and the leading detective.

"What was that?" you looked up at Spencer

"I think we just witnessed a classic case of transpossession, It's a form of religious hysteria, He believes he was being occupied by some form of deity" He began to explain

"He wasn't faking it?" the detective jumped in

You added on "Up close you can see physiological signs. His body actually changed in response to the belief. And now that I'm thinking about it, there have been a lot of studies of this phenomenon and there's one case where an 80 year old woman was able to lift a grown man above her head when she believed she was occupied by her saint."

"I was actually about to say that" Spencer smiled at you

You looked down with a small smile and looked back up

"Detective, did you understand what he was saying at the end?" Hotch added on

"Look, I'm a Puerto Rican catholic that grew up in Orlando. That wasn't any language I ever heard." he took a step back

"I remember the words. I'm sure he'll be able to translate them." Spencer began to walk away

As he walked into the room Hotch got a call. Then turned to you. You listened to what he said and headed towards the room.

"Your helper, the kid that took over the ritual when we brought you in here" you opened the door and stood beside the table

"Elian?"