New Girl(A Spencer Reid/Criminal Minds Fan-fiction) BOOK ONE

Chapter Two: The Call

Morgan walked around the forest, trying to get an idea in his mind.

"What's he doing?" Cheryl asked.

"He's role playing."

"How does that work?"

'Well, he's...he's trying to think like the kidnapper. He's trying to get a sense of him through is behavior."

"That doesn't sound very scientific, does it?" Cheryl asked.

"Ok, she was rarely without the boyfriend. Well I know, in order to get to her, I gotta take him out. He was collateral damage. Or was he? Shot was to the face. That's personal. Kill the boyfriend...Get him out of the way so I can get to her." He turned and looked at Cheryl. "Alone."

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"You think her sister's a whack job because she can feel her sister's anxiety?"

"I didn't say whack job." Morgan said. Dr. Reid came in with his hands stuffed in his pockets.

"Actually, there may be a physiological basis for it."

"Yes, we know. Dr. Harper explained that to us." Elle told him.

"Really?"

"Of course. Reversed Asymmetry Monozygotic eggs split late between Nine to twelve days."

"The DNA matches right down to the very last stranded code,"

"And there's sporadic documentation of shared Physiological pain." We said together.

"And you two believe it?"

" No, we're just saying it's possible. I don't know everything, I mean, despite the fact that you think that I do." Dr. Reid told him.

" I never said that. When have I ever said that?"

"Every day since I met you."

"Today at breakfast."

"Yesterday when he beat you at cards." Agent Hotcher threw in. I laughed."Um, we've got one minute."

"Anybody ever heard of sarcasm?" Morgan asked.

"Mhm." They said together. I laughed again.

"It's ok, Morgan. Come on." We all took our places around the table, myself standing next to Cheryl and Elle. The clock struck eight.

"Remember,Keep your voice even and calm." Gideon reminded him. "And agree with everything he says."

"He's late." Mr. Davenport said.

"He wants you on edge. Just remain calm, He'll call." I told him gently. The phone rang.

"Remember to repeat any information he gives you to make sure you understand. You try to keep him talking to reveal something about Trish or about himself." He pressed the button, answering the phone.

"This is Evan Davenport."

"Hello Mr. Davenport."

"Are you the man who has my daughter, Patricia?"

"I have your daughter."

"Can I ask you-" He started.

"You may ask me nothing. This is not an interrogatory. You will listen only to my instructions."