Dropped| s.reid

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Brine's POV
*2 Months Later- Tennessee*

"Where did you find those two?" I heard the man whisper to Hotch as Reid and I hovered over the body. In Reid's hands he held pictures of two other victims. I glanced behind me to the guy Hotch was talking too, the guy tried not to look right at us. He seemed intimidated when in reality I had never shot my gun outside a facility and Reid was a walking encyclopedia.

"Those two were dropped off at the BAU's front door step." Reid and I's heads both snapped up to look at each other. Our eyebrows directed towards the sky before turning to Hotch who only looked at us with a smirk. We both smiled before turning back to the body. Something felt off but I couldn't place it.

"Reid." I said slapping his arm, he looked up at me. "Look at the marks on her neck." I whispered to him and he looked at the marks. His fingers pushing and pulling at the skin like it was just a plush toy.

"Another needle mark." Sure we had covered other cases since I joined but that gave me chills from when I was first with the team. Reid looked at me. "Are you okay?" Reid asked me with his eyes locked on me, then he licked his lip before looking back at the girl.

"Yeah." I lied and Reid gave me a look. It meant 'whatever you say, but you can't lie to me' look. I rolled my eyes a stood up. "Hotch." I said, my eyes squinting at the sun to him. "Look at this." I said handing him a piece of paper it was lettering.

"Her first was her worst and now her last will reveal her mask." Reid read out loud and looked over my shoulder. "What is that supposed to mean?" He asked and Hotch only shrugged while sliding the note into an evidence bag. I shrugged with my arms crossed, Reid looked like the wheels were turning in his head but he didn't say anything at all. Didn't even open and or press his lips.

"I don't know but we should head back to the town office to see if anyone else has anything." Hotch said and I nodded. The two boys took off, I kept my eyes locked on the girl. I couldn't seem to move, my hand began to shook and I felt like I was having a nervous break down almost.

"Brine?" I snapped to look up. I saw Reid whose eyes ranked up and down my body, my hands stopped shaking as he looked at me. "Come on B." Reid insisted and I hurried to where he was, then as I tried to go past him he grabbed my hand. His finger locked with mine, then I felt my heart in my throat, metaphorically. "Are you sure your alright?" Reid asked me with his eyes ranking up as down me again, he then squeezed my hand. He had promised not to profile me if I promised not to keep secrets from him. I had broken that promise.

"Of course Spence." I pulled my hand from him. He knew I was lying and he sighed. Then jammed his hands in his pockets while licking his lips. Now he was profiling me. I hated when he did that, but the same things he did almost made him look extremely cute.

"Really because your hands are shaking and you can't seem to focus on anything really and you also seemed to freak out when I asked you- B did you take your meds?" Reid rambled before he asked me. I nodded and pulled the bottle from my bag, his eyes scanned over the bottle. Then he handed it back to me. "Okay."

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"Another?" Morgan asked while leaning on a chair. I narrowed my eyes. Looking over the victims. It looked so familiar, too bad I only had an identic memory, remembering what I read.

"Her first was her worst and now her last will reveal her mask." I whispered again to myself. My arms crossed as I chewed on nail. What did it mean? Who was it for? Was it for the cops? The FBI? Or even a victim?

"Who? Whose the her?" Morgan said to Reid and I. I narrowed my eyes at the victims pictures. They hadn't been raped from what we knew. They were also blonde and skinny-

"What if he's picturing out a fantasy, not of his own but someone else's?" I asked and they looked over at me. My hand shook against my body.

"Like a sadistic partner?" Morgan asked and Reid shook his head, I was glad that someone understood me.

"Or a girlfriend." Reid then glanced at me and my body ran cold. Girlfriend? Why had he looked at me. But I knew why. The first. This was just like my first case with the team.

"So we have to catch his girlfriend now too?" Morgan asked, I then shook my head rapidly as I grabbed my jacket. He looked at me like I was crazy.

"No, we've already caught her."

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