Home (Spencer Reid)

Chapter 15

Early morning.

Hours since I've slept: 26

I sat in Tobias' house as the rest of the team went through his stuff. Garcia had recently arrived and was going through his computers. I couldn't function. I couldn't think I couldn't move, I'd been staring at the same spot for hours. I sat on his couch with Hotch, whose hand I refused to let go of. Hotch was like a father to me, and I felt that if I let go of his hand, I'd break down.

"I've never seen Shields show this kind of emotion." I heard Derek whisper to Prentiss. "She's really close to him." I heard Prentiss whisper back.

"Well the good thing is this guy documented every minute of his life." Prentiss said. "The bad thing is it's going to take hours to unpile it all. Looks like he hasn't left this place in years." JJ said.

"All this guy watches on here is cable tv. Video games are on here, websites, etc. If I didn't know any better i'd say this system belonged to a crazy smart high school kid." Garcia called from the other room.

"That doesn't make any sens-" Morgan started.

"Woah, wait a second." Garcia said. "There's feed from people's laptop cameras on here."

"This guy sits here for days and just watches people?" Morgan asked. "He waits for them to commit a sin." Prentiss said

"Then he...." Gideon started.

"I know you're upset, I understand. But without a mind like yours this is gonna take longer than if we had you. You have to think, you have to help us catch this guy." Aaron said. I turned to look at him. I knew I looked like a mess. My hair messed up, my eyes bloodshot, but I didn't care.

"You don't understand. Spence is my best friend. I tell him everything. He tells me everything. He can't just be gone. I can't lose him." I whispered. Hotch held my gaze. "We have to catch him." I whispered.

"Hey, I have got a list... of narcotics anonymous meetings?" Prentiss said.

"Try it. There are no bad leads." Gideon said. He pulled a piece of wallpaper off the wall. "Woah." Prentiss said. Morgan walked up to examine it. "It's latin." He said.

"Honor thy father." I translated. They turned around to look at me. I let go of Hotch's hand and hugged Prentiss, and then Derek.

I walked over to the bathroom. JJ was facing the mirror, trying to scrub the blood off of her shirt, she stopped, grabbed her gun and whirled around, pointing it at me. "Woah, woah!" I said, holding my hands up. She lowered her gun. "I- i'm sorry. You scared me." She said.

"I guess you're not doing great, huh?" She shook her head. I nodded. "Me either."

"Hey guys! I think I found something." Derek called from outside. We walked out to find him standing over a cellar. We took our guns out and Hotch nodded. "FBI!" Morgan yelled as he opened the door. We proceeded in.