Once I had calmed down I called Stefan and Emily went to pick him up as our car needed to stay to be dusted for prints in case this kidnapper touched it.
I went back into the briefing room with everyone else and they all looked stressed which gave me a strange sense of comfort, knowing I wasn't the only one thinking the worst. "Reid, we need you to make a list of everyone who might have something against you or Y/N, even if you only had a few seconds of interaction." Said Hotch,
"There isn't anyone, you know her she wouldn't hurt anyone, she never gets mad-" I stopped myself, remembering our conversation earlier, she had gotten mad but it seemed like something else was bothering her then, "She did seem a little off this morning but I don't know why."
"Okay, what about people who have paid her a little bit too much attention, or any strange gifts showing up at your house?" Morgan added and then I could only think of one person,
"In the Hamptons, there was this guy staring at her and then he asked how I got a girl like her and she defended me and then he got mad and said if she felt like being with a guy not built like a twig to go and find him." I recalled, trying to remember his face and any other details I could think of.
"That's very confrontational, did either of you know this guy?" Rossi piped up,
"No, no I don't think so. She didn't seem like she did anyway and I didn't."
"Do you think you could work with a sketch artist?" Hotch asked and I nodded before heading out of the room.
While I was with the sketch artist Emily arrived back with Y/N's dad, "Spencer." He said as he came through the door and I hugged him tightly,
"Stefan I'm so sorry."
"Hey, son it's not your fault. We're going to find her." Stefan tried to reassure me and nodded and we all headed up to the briefing room once more.
"This is the guy." I said, handing Hotch the sketch artist's depiction of the asshole from the beach.
"This is very specific. That's good." Hotch nodded and passed the sketch around,
"Garcia, can you run a search on men in their late twenties to early thirties who rented houses or stayed in hotels in that area of the Hamptons around the same time?" Morgan asked Garcia who looked almost in tears,
"That's going to be a really long list I need more."
"Reid, what else do you remember about him?" Hotch asked and I thought back.
"He was tall, a little taller than me and before I noticed him, he stared for a while. Like he was waiting for Y/N to notice him, and then when she did it's like he waited for her to see if he recognised him.' I looked back up,
"So they might have known each other. What about a stalker, that would explain how he knew she would be coming to get the car from you." Morgan thought out loud,
"What about patients at the hospital? She could have met him there maybe she was a doctor for him or someone in his family." Emily suggested,
"Morgan, Rossi, you head to the hospital and talk to Y/N's supervisors and look over her old patient files. Reid, Prentiss, you stay here with Mr Y/LN, you're too close to this, you can't be out in the field." Hotch ordered and Morgan and Rossi got up,
"That's bullshit! We're all too close to this! You can't be two people down and expect us to still find her before-" I shouted, not bearing to say the rest out loud, Stefan put his hand on my arm,
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Fanfiction[SMUT WARNING] Y/N is just a girl, albeit a genius, but mainly just a girl who is mourning and in desperate need to escape her grief. So she goes to visit one of her oldest friends, Emily in Washington DC. Y/N was just looking for an escape, but wha...