Copycat//Criminal Minds FanFic

If

Is it working?

Yes, it is. None of them have contacted you. None of them want to talk to you. They are getting more distant.

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JJ was pacing the room. Morgan watched. They were waiting on Garcia to finish cross referencing the names of the computer workers of the town with former members of the FBI.

JJ sighed and put a hand on her forehead. "What are we going to do?"

"We're doing all we can do," Morgan said. "Hotch, Rossi, and Prentiss are checking out the cemeteries and we're trying to narrow down the unsubs."

"We should be doing something else!" JJ collapsed into the armchair, her head in her hands.

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"It's empty," Rossi said as he left the shack. "This is only the fifth one. We aren't going to get to all of them today," he commented as he looked at the setting sun.

"I know. If only we had started at a different spot..." Prentiss said.

"Don't think about that. We'll only drive ourselves insane," Hotch warned.

"But, we're so close! Let's try one more."

"No, it's getting too dark. The unsub already has the advantage, and us getting into trouble won't help Reid."

Prentiss frowned, but it was ruined by a yawn.

"Besides," Hotch continued. "We need to get some rest. We need to be at our best if we're ever going to find Reid."

"I agree," Rossi said.

"Fine," Prentiss said as she went to the car in a huff. "But I'm not telling the others."

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Reid came to as the screaming began. He kept his eyes closed. This unsub wasn't as skilled as Tobias had been. Tobias had killed quickly and cleanly. The screams coming from the monitor were horrible. Reid refused to look.

Quiet came quickly. Reid cautiously opened his eyes.

The centre monitor showed a horror scene.

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"We'll be right there." Hotch spun the wheel sharply to the right, causing Prentiss and Rossi to grab on for dear life.

"What is it?" Rossi questioned.

"They just got a call on 911. It said 'Raphael is going to kill.'"

The rest of the ride was silent except for the scream of Hotch's siren.

Prentiss dialed the phone to warn JJ, Morgan, and Garcia.

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"Gotcha," Morgan said as he hung up the phone.

"Did they find him?" JJ said, perking up.

"No, but there's been a murder. It's just like Tobias." Morgan shook his head.

Garcia didn't look at either of them. She was too worried about watching for the next step in the ugly process.

I happened.

"Guys, he posted it."

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I put it on the internet like you said.

Good. Now the world will know the truth.

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Morgan, JJ, and Garcia watched the murder in horror. It was like Tobias's murders, but not as neat. The victims were slower to die. Before the unsub left, he turned to the camera.

"Now you see what the FBI can do. Do not trust the government, it will betray you!"

The video cut off.

"We can't let this get out," Morgan said.

Garcia told him the same thing she told Gideon years ago. "I can't do much. It's on the internet and once it's out you can't take it back. I can only do what I did last time."

"What was that?" JJ asked.

"I'll send out a mass email tagging the video as a virus." Garcia paused.

"What's the matter?" Morgan asked.

"Last time I did this, I regretted it."

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The man came into the shack.

Reid watched him walk over to the monitor. They both watched as the BAU team entered the crime scene. Hotch and Prentiss knew just what to look for. Hotch saw the laptop first.

He quickly walked over. "Reid, stay strong. We're coming for you. We'll fin-"

The man shut off the monitor and turned back to Reid.

"They won't find you."

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Hotch, Prentiss, and Rossi walked back into the hotel room tired and emotionally worn.

Morgan and JJ had fallen asleep. Garcia was wiping her eyes.

"What's wrong?" Prentiss asked as she quickly walked over.

"It's been on for five minutes."

Hotch and Rossi joined the girls at the laptop.

On the screen was Reid.

"I couldn't wake up Morgan and JJ to see this..." Garcia swallowed a sob.

The unsub was standing next to Reid.

Reid was looking up at him with a scared expression.

Suddenly and without warning, the man whipped out his hand and struck Reid in the face.

Garcia jumped and let out a little cry. Hotch clenched his fists. Rossi mumbled something harshly and turned away to pace the room. Prentiss was silent, but her expression was one of pain.

"What is it?" Morgan said groggily from the bed over.

No one said anything.

"Bring it over here," he ordered.

Slowly, the others brought the laptop to Morgan.

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Reid slowly looked back up. He could feel a bruise forming on his cheek.

"Please stop," he pleaded.

"You should have left me alone. You should have told me before it happened!" Another hit landed on Reid's other cheek.

Reid spit blood out of his mouth. "Before what happened?"

"Before he tried to kill-" The man froze. "I see what you're doing! It won't work!"

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"Did you get that?" Prentiss asked Hotch. He nodded, his eyes hard.

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The needle and bottle reappeared in the man's hands. Reid shook his head and was on the verge of tears.

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"Oh, man," Morgan said.

The team helplessly watched in horror as the man drew in the drug from the syringe.

They watched him tie Reid's upper arm.

They watched him inject it as Reid gave a small cry of pain.

They watched Reid pass out as the camera was turned off.

No one's mad at me, right?