Spencer's POV
We all gathered in the BAU. Talking about the motive, opportunity and victimology. This was a mystery to us!
"Opportunity, well he's had plenty of them, motive we don't know and victimology... Why mom?"
I stated. A confused look was passed from one to another around the round table. I started to stare into the blank wall behind Rossi's head. Words, letters, pictures, crime scenes flashed in and out of my mind. Opportunity to kill. But didn't. Twice!
Then it struck me.
"Me" I mumbled
"What?" Everyone replied in unison
I leant forward "Me, it has to be. Mom hasn't been in contact with anyone else apart from me in about 2 years. But why?"
I leant back and resumed my thinking position. I asked Garcia to bring up every case involving my mom and I.Hotch said firmly "The Fisher King!"
The whole room was drowning in confusion. "I d...d...don't understand" I said softly. Hotch explained
"The Fisher king... It was your moms friend, and he communicated through your mom. It must be" he paused "come on guys... The Fisher King!"
"Hotch, he's dead. How can it be him and that was never released to the press so it cannot be a copycat." Morgan said in his deep voice.
"Think guys think! Use your big brain Reid... THIS MAKES SO MUCH SENSE! He rescued his daughter and he almost died from the fire rescuing the rest of him family... Sooo...... Who's left?"
Hotch directed the question at me "urmmm Rebecca? But she's dead! Unless..........." I stopped mid sentence.
I understood!
" all work, no play"
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FanfictionSpencer Ried and Shemar Moore struggle to hide their love life from the gang. They also have to find a mysterious figure in Quantico.