Criminal Minds: Sick Reid

7: Names and Ways

Reid's pov
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I stand in front of the board when it hits me. I turn quickly to Morgan, making my head spin, and say "I got the pattern.". "Well, what is it kid?" He asks, standing as if he's waiting for something to happen. "It's the names and the way he kills them." I say, kind of quietly. "What do mean by that, pretty boy?" he asks. "He kills them in the ways Americans would 'punish' loyalists." I say, sitting before I can fall over. "Okay, makes sense and the names?" He says. "He's spelling a name, most likely his most desired victim." I say, standing and moving to the board. I write the first letter of the victims first and last names. "Call Garcia." I whisper. "What did you say?" Morgan says, sounding worried. I turn with tears in my eyes and say "Call Garcia, now please.". "Okay, okay." he says, pulling out his phone. "Goddess of beauty and technology here." Garcia's voice calls out.

"Hey baby girl. Reid wants to talk to you." Morgan says. "Talk when ready genius." she says, getting more serious. "I-I need you to l-look something up." I say, trying not to let Morgan see me. "Alright, what is it?" She asks. "I need to know everyone with the name Spencer R here." I say, grabbing at my sweater vest. "Okay." Garcia says typing away on her keyboard. "Alright," she says after a while "I found three. Roberts, Rose, and Rogers.". "Thanks." I say writing down the names. "No problem. You boys better be careful." Garcia says, before ending the call. I turn back to the board and write down the names before telling Morgan "Go call the team and tell them what we found.". "Pretty boy, I'll go call but only if you move away from the board and sit down." Morgan says, placing his hands on to my shoulders. "But I-I can..." I start to say as he pulls me to sit in the chair he perversely occupied.

"Nope, sit and stay. I'll call Hotch before coming back." Morgan says, walking towards the door with phone in hand. "Fine, you win. This time." I say before turning around. I wait for him to leave, and once I'm sure he's gone, I lay my head down on the table and close my eyes. "Just a minute that's all I need." I whisper to myself.

>TimeSkip<

I wake up to a fit of laughter, barely registering that I had fallen asleep in the first place. Finally, I see two of the police officers standing above me with a whiteboard maker in hand. I see Morgan walk into the room with two coffees and a huge grin, as always.

(Sorry, this one took so very long for me to write. And the next part should be coming out very soon. Like Sunday or Monday.)