Red~ Spencer Reid

Part 5

I slowly opened my eyes to see a sleeping Spencer his mouth was slightly ajar and his hair was messily spread on the pillow. He looked so peaceful. I looked down and noticed my hand was placed on his chest I slowly withdrew it.

"Spencer wake up" I whispered.

Spencer's eyes fluttered open and he gave me a small smile as he came too. I sat up and extended my arms above my head.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"A little better than before, still pissed at Derek" I said.

Spencer nodded and got up out of my bed. We both got changed and made oyr way down to the lobby to all eat breakfast and discuss the case. As soon as I entered the lobby I saw Derek and instantly got mad. Spencer placed a hand on my back which weirdly calmed me down.

"Try not to rip his head off will you" Spencer whispered.

"Yeah key word try" I said.

I approached the team and stood infront of Derek.

"Morning babygirl" Derek said with a smirk.

"Morgan can I need to talk to you" I said.

Derek knew this was serious since I called him Morgan. He nodded me and followed me where we could be more private.

"What is it?" He asked nervously.

"Did you know?" I asked.

"Know what?" He asked.

"That Kate is dead because of you" I said raising my voice slightly.

Derek didn't reply instead he hung his head low. Guilty.

"And you didn't tell me" I said angrily.

"I couldn't I couldn't have you made at me. You were already pushing everyone away" Derek said.

"You know I spent years wondering why they killed her I thought I followed their rules but then you must have been the one to call them." I said shoving him slightly.

"Y/n I'm sorry" He said sadly.

"No don't, don't apologize" I said angrily.

"They uh gave me this" Derek said sadly pulling out a crumpled piece of paper.

It read "We told you know pigs involved". I looked up at him with pure anger.

"So you knew it was all your fault and you didn't think to tell me" I spat.

"I was scared on how you would react" Derek said.

"On how I would react! So you thought keeping the reason my sister died from me was the best way of doing that. Morgan do you know how many sleepless nights wondering why they did it" I hissed.

"Y/n-" Derek started but I cut him off.

"No shut up Morgan" I shouted.

"Y/n I'm so sorry I should've told you I was scared. I shouldn't have called the police" He said.

"Oh yeah and how did you think I felt" I said.

I shoved past Derek bumping his shoulder as I stormed off. I could hear Derek calling after me but I ignored him. I went back to the team and wiped away the few tears.

"Can we head to the station now I wanna catch this bastard" I said.

Hotch nodded and we all headed towards the SUVs parked in the garage.

"L/n Are you sure you don't want to take a break from this case?" Hotch asked.

"No Hotch I'm ok but thank you" I replied.

I hopped into a SUV. Derek climbed in the same one. He was in the front passenger seat and I was in the back. Emily was sitting up front and Spencer was next to me. The tension was so thick in that car that you could cut it with a knife.

"Y/n" Morgan said softly trying to reach my attention but I ignored him.

"Y/n" He said slightly more sternly next time, I ignored him again.

"Morgan I suggest leaving it" Spencer said.

I looked over at Spencer and gave him a nod of thanks. He gave me a sad smile. Derek just sighed and clenched his fists over the wheel. Emily knew something was going on but she stayed silent.

Spencer reached his hand across the seat and rested it ontop of mine. I smiled slightly at him before averting my gaze out the window.

We finally pulled up to the police station and I quickly got out making my way into the precinct. Hotch, JJ and Rossi had arrived before us.

"We found who our unsub was" Rossi said.

"Wait really?" I asked suprised.

"Yeah the coroner found traces of skin under Karla's nails she scratched him" Hotch said.

"And your one and only oracle of truth found that his DNA was already in our system, he was arrested for rape in 2002" Garcia said through speaker phone.

"Nice work Garcia" Emily said.

"Thanks, anyways his name is, Johnathan Waters, 32 and he was placed in the foster care at age 12" Garcia informed us.

"Hey Garcia can you pull up any photos you have of the mother and also any foster mothers Johnathan has had" Spencer said.

"Just one second" Garcia said.

Some photos were sent through and Hotch displayed them on the screen. Karla looked exactly like his first foster mother and his first victim resembled his bother mother. The victims were infact surrogates.

"Well now the victimology makes sense" I said.

"His last known adress was 167 Seaside" Garcia said.

"Thanks Garcia" Hotch said.

"Alright let's go catch this bastard" Emily said.