The talk with your lawyer has taken up almost an hour but you're not getting anywhere you thought you'd get. You see all the evidence piled up against you such as the weapons that came from your home. All the murders happened when you weren't out of state with the team, so you can't use that to back up where you've been. Whoever did this must have been watching you for a long time to know when you were home and when you weren't. Even when you were without Spencer. You're completely alone in this. No one is going to help you.
"I'm going to say this again. I didn't do this. I am an FBI agent who swore to protect people. I put everyone before me. I am an empathic psychic. I am surrounded by death every day. I see things no one should see. I use my gift to help others and to bring justice to those who deserve it. Why would I go out of my way to take lives when I promised to protect them? Why would I put the man I love through that pain?"
"I hear you. Based on what you're telling me, it sounds like you didn't do it. However, a jury isn't going to go off your word. They're going to go off the evidence. The evidence all points to you. I don't want you to panic. I'm very good at my job. All we have to do is find inconsistencies with the evidence to sway the jury into looking in the opposite direction."
"How likely is it to be declared innocent?"
"I'll do whatever I can to make that one hundred."
"What's the best case scenario? I need to know all my options." Steven looks a bit apprehensive so you try to convince him. "Please, Steven. I have to know."
"The best case scenario is you get to go back to work, and they try to figure out who did this. This becomes an active investigation, one which I believe they'd ask the FBI for help. A less fun option would be you're proven innocent, but you lose your job in the process."
Your bottom lip trembles at the thought of losing your job for something you never did.
"What's the worst case?" you whisper.
"The worst case is you go to prison for a very long time."
You put your head down on the table and just sob. Meanwhile, there is another murder so the team heads over there to check it out. There are more victims in a public place this time instead of in someone's home. These unsubs don't care about anything or anything. They will slaughter anyone they want and ruin everything in the process.
"Did anybody see anything?" Hotch asks the detective.
"It's in the middle of the damn parking lot. The security camera only shows the door."
"Who's the lady over there?" Derek asks.
There is an older woman talking to an officer about what she witnessed or found.
"A manager. She discovered the bodies when she came by to open up for the breakfast crowd."
"I'll go talk to her," JJ says and leaves.
"Any idea who the victims are?"
"Judging by the driver's license, one of them's a waitress here. It says Jessica Miller, and the other one's probably Doug Taylor."
"You can't tell for sure?" Derek asks the detective.
"Honestly, you can't make an ID by looking at them."
"They're definitely getting bolder. These kills were in public. If this is supposed to be about symbolism, it's not anymore. This is a blue-collar restaurant and the victim is a waitress. There's no ideology behind this. It's about violence and power."
"They actually sat here and drank beer after the murder," the detective says in disgust.
"They're telling us that they don't care. They're like those outlaws that ride into town and let you know the only way to stop them Is by killing them," Spencer says.
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Criminal Minds Series Rewirte: Season Five
FanfictionWhen you think you've been through the worst thing to ever happen to you, something new comes to prove that everything you thought was safe isn't, and everyone you thought had your back doesn't. You're left to fend for yourself in a place that never...