Victimology
Passion, it lies in all of us, sleeping... waiting... and though unwanted... unbidden... it will stir... open its jaws and howl. It speaks to us... guides us... passion rules us all, and we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love... the clarity of hatred... and the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion maybe we'd know some kind of peace... but we would be hollow... Empty rooms shuttered and dank. Without passion we'd be truly dead.
- Joss Whedon
- Joss Whedon
"No, I didn't talk to her, yet." Spencer replied to Emily Prentiss's question, not even bothering to look at her, as he kept reading the papers in front of him, inside a paper folder with the words FEDERAL BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION written on it. He could read twenty thousand words per minute, which meant he could read an average book, say three hundred pages, in literally six minutes.
"You should, though, since she seems to actually like you." Prentiss said, looking at him, who glanced up at her, his brows furrowed above his glasses. "I don't think she'd open up to Hotch."
Morgan smiled at Emily's comment. Truth is, Hotch didn't look like someone a twenty-two year old girl would like to have an emotional conversation with. He never ever smiled and he looked simply badass, like nothing can break him.
"Why me?" Spencer didn't like the idea of meeting with Emily Bronson yet again. Not because he didn't like her, it was actually the opposite. He liked her more than he should and he had that kiss way too vivid in his memory. He didn't want to see her or talk to her because he'd want to kiss her again, this time even more passionately and deeply and he knew he couldn't do that.
Face it, Spencer, you like her. You're infatuated. You're in love
No, I'm not. Love is not rational. I do not believe in love.
Of course you do, Spencer. You might be a genius, but you still need someone who can love you.
All the people in this room love me. JJ loves me. Garcia loves me. Prentiss loves me. Rossi loves me. Morgan loves me. Even Hotch loves me.
Yes, they do. But none of them would kiss you and sleep with you and make sweet love to you. Emily would.
"Because she likes you, Spence." JJ replied, ignoring that Spencer was actually having a mental argument with himself. "She will more easily open herself up to you than to any of us."
"Yeah, pretty boy." Morgan agreed. "This girl is crazy for you, she'll tell you anything you want." He grinned.
"Morgan, stop that!" Spencer seemed more annoyed than ever. He wasn't usually the type of person to get seriously mad, but he looked like he was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Or Major Depressive Episode.
"Reid, don't listen to them, honey." Garcia to the rescue!
"Thanks, Garcia." He sounded ironic.
"No problem, sweet cheeks!" She gave him a grin and then turned back to Hotch. "So, what do we do now?"
"Now we..." Hotch was going to say what they were doing next, but he was interrupted by Agent Johnsson, who whispered something in his ear and then left, a grave look upon his chubby face. He also left an FBI folder on top of the desk.
Hotch, as usual, manage to look like he always does, like whatever Agent Johnsson said to him didn't make him either happy or sad.
"Looks like we have another body." He announced, much to everyone's shock. He then opened the file and read out loud. "Holly Jade Williams, twenty-six years old. Her body was found in the gymnasium's locker room, in the shower, by a local woman."
"Don't tell me she was stabbed senseless..." Morgan said in a low tone, sighing heavily.
"Yes, Morgan, she was stabbed senseless post-mortem." Hotch replied, noticing everyone in the team had grave looks upon their faces.
"This is officially a serial killer, people." Rossi said, looking at his team.
"He changed his victimology, though." Prentiss stated, examining the girl's picture. She was blond, with big green eyes.
"Well, not exactly." Reid started explaining, as everyone's heads turned to him " they are still good looking women, this one is younger, but we only have three victims so far, so we can't accurately profile this guy." Everyone nodded in agreement. "Maybe these women have something else in common other than being attractive females."
He made a pause there and gazed at the white board, like he wasn't actually looking at it, like he was thinking about something.
"Hotch, was this girl pregnant?" He asked. JJ gave him a look like she had just figured it out.
"That's it! He kills pregnant women, no matter how old they are!" JJ stated, causing everyone to look at her like they couldn't believe someone actually figured something out as fast as Reid.
"Yes! The post mortem stab wounds are mostly on their stomachs, so he's telling them he hates those unborn children!" Reid was, as usual, excited about his findings.
"Okay, so now we have to find someone who really hates babies." Morgan said, looking vaguely into nowhere, then glancing at Reid.
"What? I don't hate babies!" He defended himself. "I just find them rather creepy..." He then noticed the way JJ, a recent mom, was looking at him. "No offense, JJ."
Rossi got up and made sure he had everyone's attention.
"Okay, we have another lead. We know this UnSub holds a grudge against pregnant women. What can this mean?"
"Maybe all these women were carrying his own babies?" Garcia guessed, without putting much thought into her theory.
"The victims show no signs of rape." Hotch said.
"Maybe it was consensual?" Garcia wasn't too convinced herself her theory wasn't bad. She just couldn't.
"Well, both Bronson and Wisener were married, I don't think they would cheat..." JJ said, although she knew it was pretty common for married people to cheat, which caused her to tremble inside, in fear of being cheated on by her husband.
"We both know that's a theory by someone with an awfully kind heart, honey." Garcia said to her, implying that yes, women cheat on their husbands all the time. Not all of them, but still the odds of those women having cheated were pretty good.
"Well, we could ask the Bronson kid if she knows anything about her mother being unfaithful..." Morgan said, realizing how horrible it would be to ask someone if their now dead mother ever cheated on their father and got pregnant with their lover's kid.
"Morgan, you wanna make the girl think we're heartless machines?" Hotch said, causing everyone to look at him like he was crazy. Truth is, he was not often seen feeling sorry for a witness.
Everyone then looked at Reid.
"Maybe she would tell him ." Morgan said, talking about Reid like he wasn't there to listen.
"Yeah, she seems to like him and he's all polite and cute." Garcia said, looking at Spencer as he pretended to ignore them, reading from a file. "I'm sure he'll find a way to ask her that without sounding like a jerk."
"You people are seriously going to do that? Really?" Prentiss seemed shocked at how insensitive her co-workers could be. "The poor girl will probably not say a thing and hate us for the rest of her life..."
"Prentiss, she's our only lead on this case." Morgan said, admitting he wasn't very pleased with the idea of asking Emily about her mother having an affair. "For now, there's no one else we can turn to."
"Okay FINE!" Reid yelled, making the entire team look at him with astonishment. "I will talk to her about everything!" The whole BAU team was awfully shocked at Reid's reaction. He wasn't the type of person to be this mad about something. Last time he got so pissed off was when Morgan made fun of him for failing his gun qualification test. And this time, he was even more pissed off.
"No need to be all aggressive about it!" Morgan said, still slightly frightened at how angry the pretty boy genius could get.
Garcia looked at Reid and she knew something was wrong with him. She was going to wait for everyone to leave so she could talk to him alone, maybe he would tell her something. She was worried about her friend whom she had never seen that angry before after years of working together.
Spencer, on the other hand, didn't want another kiss to happen. Well, he did, but he knew that was a big No-No. Because she was a witness in a federal crime investigation and he was supposed to be just one of the men who is investigating her mother's murder. Of course FBI agents are human and have feelings like everyone else, so they wouldn't treat the girl like an object, something they could dismiss after the investigation was over. But they weren't supposed to kiss her, either. But then again, he didn't kiss her, it was the other way around. She kissed him. She kissed him and started to undo her buttons. She probably would have slept with him on the spot, if something didn't hit both of them on time to stop it from happening. Would he have allowed himself to give into sin? Not that he didn't want to. He did feel lonely, from time to time. Hotch was married, so was JJ. Both Garcia and Prentiss had Morgan to flirt with and Morgan... Well, Morgan's just Morgan. But Reid, he was a loner. Ever since Lila kissed him on the pool, he hadn't had any contact with a woman. Until Emily kissed him.
He wanted to kiss her again and actually feel something for once in his life, something everyone seemed to know so well, except for him. He wanted to feel desire.
Okay, here's a chapter for people who enjoy dialog more than description. I prefer description, actually, but I needed to let you know about the new body. The investigation's getting warmer, people! And so is the relationship between Bronson and Reid! Stick around, lol
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