IMPOSSIBLE, s. reid

twenty-two

WEDNESDAY 3:22 AM

Spencer wakes up, he looks beside him, noticing Sophia isn't there anymore.

He looks around, extremely confused. The sound of a door handle rattling catches his attention. It's the front door.

The man gets out of bed, walking out of his bedroom. He rubs his face and sluggishly walks to the front door, he looks the peep hole, seeing Sophia on the other side. She looks out of it.

"What the.." He mumbles to himself and opens the door.

Sophia walks in. Her hands covered in blood, as well as holding a bloody knife.

Spencer steps back as soon as he notices these things.

"Sophia put that down." He tells her.

Then he notices something. She's sleep walking. As dangerous as it is to wake someone up when they're sleep walking, he does it anyways.

He carefully grabs the knife from her hands and sets it on the counter.

"Sophia." He raises his voice, to scare her awake.

And she does. The amount of awareness that comes back to her eyes is unbelievable.

"What did you do?" Spencer asks, concerningly, interlocking his hands behind his head, slightly stressed.

"What are you talking about?"

"Your hands, look at your hands."

She does. Seeing all the blood on them shocks her.

"Spencer, I swear I didn't do anything. Nothing I remember." She gulps and hurries over to the sink, turning on the faucet and washing her hands.

As much as Spencer wants to believe her. He isn't sure.

"I won't tell anyone."

"You won't?"

"I won't, I promise." He assures her.

She finishes washing her hands, and she watches the bloody water go down the drain. Sophia grabs paper towels and dries off her hands.

Reid engulfs her in a hug. Not knowing the panic that's running through her body right now.

9:57 AM

"The body of Dahlia Adams was found early this morning outside of the well-known bar off of Huntingwood Blvd. So far, no suspect is in custody, but security cameras did capture a figure of a woman committing the act. We are positive this is our same killer." Is heard from the TV at the BAU.

Hotch sighs, "Leaving in five."

He walks up to his office. Everyone else staring at each other.

"That announcement is going to make them want to kill more. We know that now." Morgan says.

"But the kills were inconsistent, there's been no.. schedule?" JJ says, not knowing the right word to use.

About five minutes pass and Hotch comes out of his office. This signals to everyone, it's time to leave. Everyone exits the building.

"Reid and JJ, you go talk to the family, Emily and Rossi, you'll come with Morgan, Holmes, and I, but you two will check security cameras." Hotch nods at each of them.

Everyone understands and gets into the SUVs.

Twenty minutes later, the five of them make it to the crime scene.

Emily and Rossi go inside the bar to speak with the owner and get ahold of security footage.

Holmes, Hotch, and Morgan focus on the crime scene. There are tons of reporters and people trying to get closer, Morgan makes sure they don't.