Fibonacci

Strange Motives and Fibonacci Sequences

Morgan's Point of View

I grinned as the kid sprinted, if you could even call it that, out of the room towards Baby Girl's office of supreme genius, or whatever she likes to call it. Jay stood writing in his notepad. He looked really nervous. The way he stood and the way he kept biting the inside of his right cheek, that makes it seem like he is hiding something.

He must have noticed me staring, as he broke the silence, "It must be r-really cool working with all of these people. I mean, I have never met anyone with three PhDs before. I didn't know that was possible."

He sounded like he wanted to get all attention away from him. I went along with it though, "Yeah, well, I learn new useless facts every single day."

Jay looked down and started writing again. I wonder what; we haven't spoke about the case at all. Then he paused and said, "Yeah, he seems smart. I mean graduating high school at only twelve years old. It must've been scary. Anyway, how did he even get into the FBI; he seems a little more like someone who is behind the scenes?"

I noticed two things now, he mentioned Reid graduating high school at 12 years old even though I never told him that and neither did Reid himself. I also noticed he was talking bad of Reid. He was the most qualified person here. How dare he! Before I yell at him, I pull myself together and keep playing along, as I felt there was more to this kid than meets the eye, "Yeah, I guess..." I went on and told him the basic gist of how the kid ended up in the FBI. When I was done, I noticed how he began writing in his notepad again. I got a bad feeling in my stomach. Before I could question Jay, Reid burst through the door and ran to the white board. He began scribbling something in his unreadable hand writing.

Before I could ask him what the hell he was doing, he explained, "I asked Garcia about the number of stab wounds the victims had, and I discovered a pattern."

"Of course you did. Tell me more pretty boy." I interrupted.

After a brief roll of his eyes, Reid continued, "Well, the number of stab wounds on each victim, when placed in chronological order, make this sequence. 1,1,2,3,5. That is a Fibonacci sequence. And that basically means each two numbers add up to the next number of the sequence. For example, 2,3. 2 plus 3 equals 5, which is the next number. So from this, we can logically infer that the next victim will have 8 stab wounds."

From my point of view, I heard a whole lot of rambling with a dab of numbers, but I understood the basic gist of it. I added, "Well, we know he thinks pretty clearly when he is planning all this. His mind is obviously pretty logical, like..." I trailed off, unable and not wanting to finish my sentence. I notice Reid tense up and I am thankful that at that moment, JJ, Emily, Hotch, and Rossi enter the room.