Spencer Reid sat at his desk on a cool autumn morning waiting for the rest of the team to show up. He hadn't slept well so he decided to get to the office early and get some paperwork done. He checked his watch for the hundredth time and saw that everyone should be arriving as it was almost eight . He saw JJ walk past to her office around six that morning to go over the stack of cases on her desk. He finished up his paperwork as Morgan walked in, coffee in hand.
"Hey there player! What's going on?" he asked, setting his things down.
"Just working on some paperwork," Spencer replied, yawning.
"Couldn't sleep again huh?"
"Nope." He headed to the break room to get some coffee for himself. "I don't understand Morgan. After the Dilated incident, I haven't been able to sleep. What if I go crazy again?"
"Kid, you won't. We'll help you through this." Morgan turned when he heard footsteps behind him. It was David Rossi.
"Good morning. How was everyone's weekend?" he asked cheerfully.
Reid muttered something and left the room. Rossi watched him go but Morgan told him not to worry.
"Not sleeping again?" Rossi asked concerned.
Morgan just shook his head.
JJ poked her head in. "Meeting in five."
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Sam and Dean crept through the alley next to the restaurant they were eating at, looking for the werewolf they'd been hunting for weeks.
"I don't know Dean. You sure he's here?" Sam asked hushed voice.
"Oh yeah. He's here." Dean bent down and looked at the trace of blood on the dumpster. "How many does this make?"
"Six," Sam informed him. They had come to the Windy City in search for this monster. It had already killed five people and usually held one victim for three days before killing them.
"What if they call the police before we find it?"
"That's how it always happens Sammy." Dean looked both ways down the alley. "Ok. You go that way and I'll go this way. We'll cover more ground." So Sam went north and Dean went south.
After a few minutes, Sam heard a commotion behind him. He turned to see Dean struggling with the werewolf!
"Dean!" Sam shouted, making the monster look up. Dean was out cold and the werewolf smiled, grabbing Dean and taking him up over the rooftops to who knew where.
"Don't worry Dean! I'll find you!" Sam thought, quickly heading back to the hotel.
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"Chicago, Illinois. Five people have been reported dead and now one person is missing." JJ addressed the group, passing out folders with information on the killings and kidnapped victims.
"Serial killer?" Rossi asked.
"Could be," Reid replied. "It looks like the five dead were taken over a period a five weeks."
"That's not all," JJ told them. She pulled up the images onto the screen. "Reports show that whoever is doing this, kidnaps them, holds them for three days then kills them."
"Sexual assault?" Morgan chimed in.
"No but..." JJ pulls up another image.
"Their hearts are missing," Agent Hotchner said.
