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"What do we know?" Aaron Hotchner asked as he slammed a Manila folder down onto the conference room table.
"Lucy Applewick, age twenty-six, was abducted around five-ish yesterday morning. Six other girls were also abducted over the past few weeks." Emily Prentiss informed.
"We need more," Spencer demanded. "It's not enough. We cant even make a profile off of that."
Spencer's eye bags were bigger than they had been in a few weeks. He hadn't gotten any sleep the past two nights; the first because of Lucy and the second because of Lucy as well. But both were completely opposite ends of a spectrum. He rubbed his temples.
"Okay, Spencer, I understand you and Lucy were close, apparently, but I need you to focus. I need you to relax, or-"
"Hotch, I am focused. I'm the only one who's focused."
"Reid," Derek soothed. "Listen, man, we know that all of these girls had brown hair and brown eyes, just like Lucy. Half of them wore glasses, only two of the six didn't, one needed them but liked contacts. We know they all play soccer, Lucy played soccer when she was a kid. We know they all went to Franklin K. Lane, and that's where Lucy went when she was growing up. We're going to get this guy. We have a police sketch and a working profile." He finished off with a sympathetic smile and an attempt to make Reid feel at least a smidge better but it ultimately failed.
It was Emily's turn again.
"We know it's a white man in his thirty's," Emily smiled. "We know the make and model of his van, we even have part of the license plate. Garcia's working on it Reid. If you can't trust us right now, that's fine, but you trust Garcia, don't you?"
"Stop..." Everyone looked to Spencer again, this time all with looks of concern. "What else do we know?"
There were thousands of things thrown out and into the open by each team member who went on an interview with a family the night before. Spencer Reid got up from his leatherback chair and began marking down things left and right. His hand was moving so fast that Aaron couldn't believe his eyes. He was thanking his lucky stars that Joseph wasn't in the room the past twenty minutes though. Spencer was evidently very hung up on Lucy. Already.
"Guys," JJ frantically stood up and made her way over to the other side of the room. Her coffee cup stayed in her hand as she did so, refusing to put it down. The conversation, however, was refusing to stop. "Guys, is the phone ringing?" There we go. Silence. It was ringing.
JJ moved to pick it up and answer, but Spencer sidestepped her, got to it first and quickly began, he didn't want to miss a single beat. He couldn't. He just couldn't.
