Copycat//Criminal Minds FanFic

Caution

"Reid! Reid! Wake up!" Someone was yelling and shaking Reid's shoulder.

"No... no..." Reid weakly refused as he came back into consciousness. "Where... where am I?"

"We're at the police station." Hotch's face finally came into focus. "You fell asleep on the way here." Reid had a feeling that it wasn't a calm sleep by the look on Hotch's face. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," Reid said as he shook himself and got out of the SUV. He didn't wait for Hotch. He remembered his dream and he was visibly shaking. He still clutched the envelope in his hand.

JJ, Rossi, and Prentiss were waiting in the conference room for them. Reid slumped into a seat and massaged his temples.

"Everything okay?" JJ asked.

Reid nodded in response. He didn't need to look to see the glances being exchanged.

"The unsub knows where Morgan is. He left us a note. Reid," Morgan motioned to the table and Reid gave up the envelope.

"I think there's writing on the inside," Reid said, suddenly feeling very fatigued.

"He's right," Rossi agreed, looking inside the envelope himself. He took some scissors and cut along the edge seams. The inside read:

"There is not a righteous man on earth who does what is right and never sins." Ecclesiastes 7:20

"Ecclesiastes 7:20," Reid said with no expression. I knew this was coming.

The room was silent. Rossi hadn't been with the team at the time, but he had gathered enough information about the team to understand what this was.

"He might not be after you, he didn't go after Garcia," JJ said.

Reid managed a small smile. "I would rather he go after me than any of you."

There was an uncomfortable silence.

"I think we should add guards to Morgan's hospital room," Reid said, remembering his nightmare.

"Alright," Hotch consented without question. "I think that you should stay in the station until we find this guy."

Reid considered Hotch. "Okay."

"Alright. This guy has obviously been paying attention to where we all are. I think our best bet right now is to check the hospital security cameras and see if we can catch this guy." JJ and Prentiss both stood and nodded understanding. "Rossi and I will get the security cameras of the school and we can meet at the hospital and have Garcia look over them for any matching people. No one goes alone anywhere. No splitting up."

JJ flinched and glanced at Reid. She tried to cover it up, but Reid saw it.

The team filed out. Rossi clapped a hand on Reid's shoulder as he walked past. Reid smiled sadly after them. He massaged his bruised knee again while he waited for the team to leave the premises.

He listened to the SUV's pull away.

He sighed. He pulled his bag over to him and looked inside for nothing in particular. He hated waiting. He shifted in his chair and grimaced when pain shot up his leg. He pulled another chair over and propped his leg up on it. He pulled out a book, but couldn't focus on it. Reid yawned and ran a hand over his tired eyes. He picked up the envelope and note from the unsub and read through them again. Nothing was written that could point him in any direction as to who this guy was.

Reid threw the papers back onto the table and was rewarded with a slight clanking sound. Puzzled, he reached over and picked up the envelope again. There was a small square pocket that wasn't visible unless you knew to look for it. With his brow furrowed, Reid used his fingernail to pry the pocket open. He jumped when a round object burst out and bounced onto the table.

Reid grabbed it and held it up in the light. It was a ring. It looked like a wedding ring. He looked at it closer and realised with a jolt that he recognised it. He had only seen it up close once before. It had been on Haley Brooks-Hotchner's finger.

Reid scrambled for his cell phone, only to find that it was dead. He jumped up, regretting it when he twisted his knee. Reid swallowed a cry of pain. He limped to the door and had his hand on the handle before he changed his mind. This unsub knew where they all were and what was happening. He might have connections to the police force. Reid couldn't risk announcing his new knowledge.

Making a split decision, Reid grabbed his bag and the evidence. He limped as calmly as he could out into the main station. He was almost to the door when Handel walked up. He had come to help with the investigation in the new town.

"Sir, I was told specifically to keep you here," he said, laying a restraining hand on Reid's arm.

"Oh, uh, I just wanted to go next door and get some coffee. This case has me beat," Reid tried lamely.

"I don't know," Handel sceptically said.

"Really, it's fine. I'll be back in five minutes and if not, you have my permission to call Hotch yourself." Reid managed a smile that he hoped looked confident.

"Okay, okay," Handel relented. "Five minutes."

Reid nodded and backed out the door. He walked to the coffee shop and up to the counter. If someone was watching him, he needed to make this believable. Reid ordered and took his coffee with him toward a bulletin board near the back. There was an exit into an alleyway. Reid quickly slipped through and walked as fast as he could away from the police station. His phone charger was at the hotel in the other town. If he could get there, he would only need to plug his phone in for a minute. He wasn't going to trust any land lines. Not for this.

Reid got on a bus that had just pulled up and gladly sank into a seat.

His five minutes were up.

Did you really think I could kill off Garcia? She's the bubbly happiness that keeps the team smiling!

Lol. Hope you guys like this chapter.