I Have Friends In Not So Heavenly Spaces {Sterek}

Chapter 1: The One With the Hacker and the FBI

Reid had just sat down when Penelope rushed into the room with a stack of folders,

"We've got a case! This one's was a personal attack on muah, so Hotch wants you ready in the conference room in five." She then sped away towards Hotch's office. "Geez, I haven't even gotten one cup of coffee, what's got Garcia worked up?" Morgan said walking up to Reid. "She did say it was something personal." The Doctor said as he picked up his coffee and began walking to the conference room.

Once the team was settled, Garcia stood up and walked to the front of the room to begin her presentation, "Okay, so this one's a bit personal since this kid tried, but failed, to hack into the FBI database, my server to be specific.", she clicked the remote and pulled up a file, "This is Danny Mahealani, a 17 year old Senior from a small town in California called Beacon Hills", at the name of the town Reid's eyes widened,

"He attempted to hack into my system last night, but of course I didn't let him." Garcia said proudly.

"If he didn't get in, why are we opening a case instead of just getting him arrested and brought in?" JJ asked.

"Because! He's good, it took me about half an hour to actually find out who did it, plus what worries us is what he was trying to do by hacking me, and all that's been going down in that small town." She again clicked the remote and showed crime scene photos,

"Over the past few years the murder rate in this small town has increased by 15%. It all began after half of the body of a Laura Hale was found by two joggers in the woods." She pulled up a picture of the victim,

"Did you say half?" Rossi asked.

"Yes, she was torn in half, and a suspect was taken into custody but was later released on the counts that the M.E. ruled her death an animal attack."

"Who was the suspect?" Morgan asked looking at the files. "They picked up the suspect after a tip was given, it was-"

"Her younger brother, Derek Hale." Reid cut in. "Uh, yeah." Garcia gave him an odd look.

"Do we know who gave the tip?" Morgan asked. "Officially, it was an anonymous tip. Off the record it was two teenage boys, a Scott McCall and a uh, oh my, I can't pronounce that, um a something Stilinski who happens to be the Sheriffs kid." She pulled up more files, "And that was just the beginning, almost every murder that has occurred since then can be linked to a group of individuals, whether as witnesses, actually being found in the crime scene on arrival, or being involved in the crime as victims themselves."

"And it just so happens that a new string of murders have started, so we'll be going in on the pretence of investigating the Mahealani boy, but our overall goal will be to figure out what exactly is going in that town." Hotch finished after Garcia.

Reid sighed, "Well that shouldn't be too hard, John will gladly accept our help if there's been more murders in town."

"Something you want to share with the rest of us Pretty Boy?" Reid scratched the back of his neck awkwardly before answering, "John, uh Sheriff Stilinski is my uncle, he's asked me to look into the past cases a while back, but before he could officially file in a request for us the cases were suddenly solved. He uh, also came to me with concerns that Stiles, my cousin, was somehow involved in something since he kept showing up at the crime scenes." Hotch nodded at the new information,

"Garcia, finish the debrief, we'll be leaving in an hour."

~In Beacon Hills~

The sound of two teenage boys rummaging through the Stilinski residence could be heard from outside despite it being early in the morning on a weekend. Most of the noise originated from upstairs as Scott attempted to wake up his best friend. "Dude", He said as he took the covers off of Stiles, "I texted you half an hour ago, you should've been ready by now." Stiles whined and tried to cover his face with his pillow but Scott was having none of it, he grabbed Stiles by the ankles and dragged him off the bed. "Hey!" Stiles screeched as he hit the floor.