Disclaimer: I do not own or profit from the show Criminal minds, nor do I have any connection with Psychics. This story is purely for amusement : ) Only Aimee and plot points are mine : )

Author's Notes/summary: I admit that the inspiration for this character and story comes from Nora Roberts' book Carolina Moon. Reid faces the horrific incident as a new friendship is formed in the least likely of sources: a psychic straight out of hollywood : ) The case (and where Aimee lives) is near Quantico but since I am not from Virgina I have no idea what real town is near it (so if I randomly name it later, my apologies). This takes sometime before they go to New Orleans ("Jones" episode) but after "distress" and will eventually be a Morgan/OC

Chapter 1: The Abduction

Feelings of darkness and loneliness crept up on her. Disorientation, fear, were growing. Aimee sat up in bed quickly trying to catch her breath. She put her head in her hands and took deep breaths. As the child's feelings of being lost and confused left her, she felt disorientated. She knew it wasn't quite sunrise yet, but couldn't fall back asleep after that. The child could still haunt the darkness. She got up and took a long, hot shower to try to relax. Then it was coffee.

She was just locking her door as she was going to work when she heard the house phone ring. Knowing who it was (family, friends, and her agent always called her cell phone) she sighed and unlocked the door. She picked it up on the last ring before the machine would pick up.

"Hello, Mrs. Carpenter," Aimee said and heard the woman on the other end gasp in surprise.

"Hello," she said unsteadily. "I am sorry for disturbing you at your home, especially for this, but . . ."

"You are asking for help for your daughter," Aimee said.

"Yes! She was . . . she was taken yesterday," she said and she could hear that the woman was only holding herself together by a thread. "My little Annie, she is only four. I heard from a friend about your help in California and I was wondering if there was any way you could help us. We would repay you anyway we possible could," she said desperately.

Aimee sighed. "I will meet you at the police station. I have to stop by work first, but I can be there soon."

"Oh thank you! Thank you! Ms. Adams, this means more than you could know to my husband and I," she said. Aimee wanted to point out that she knew exactly what this meant to the couple, that that was why they were calling her in the first place, but she had learned over the years to bite her tongue. This woman wasn't purposely being hurtful.

"I am not making any guarantees, Mrs. Carpenter. All I am agreeing to is meeting with you. I just want to make that clear," she said as kind as she could. She heard the woman sniffle on the other end in agreement.

She swung by the antique shop to tell her grandmother she wasn't working that day. "I am not coming in to the shop today," she said. "I . . ."

"You got a call, honey. I know. I'm not some normal muggle," she said and she could hear her grandmother laugh over that word. She had adopted the word from JK Rowling ever since she read the books. Makes me feel special she had said. Aimee just shook her head.

"Yeah, well, I'll call you later," she said kissing her cheek. "Wish me luck." When she pulled into the police station, she took a deep breath to steady herself.

Then she walked in, ready to be openly ridiculed.

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"We just got this case in, Annie Carpenter," J.J. announced. "A 4 year old girl was abducted this afternoon. The police called us in because this is the second abduction from the same building complex in 6 months."

"Who was the first abduction?" Gideon asked.

"A boy, also 4 years old at the time of abduction, about 6 months ago was abducted from the same shopping center," JJ said putting the images on screen. "They hadn't been able to find any trace on him, and after 6 months they haven't recovered the boy or a body."

"We'll leave in half an hour," Hotch said and everyone started collecting their files. He turned to Gideon. "Do you think Reid can handle this?" Hotch asked. Everyone knew Reid was acting out, more aggressive in the last few weeks than before. Hotch wanted to believe it was trauma, but was afraid it was something more.

They drove and arrived at the local sheriff station in an hour. "One close to home," Morgan joked. After speaking with the local authorities, Morgan, Emily, and Hotch went to the abduction scene while Gideon and Reid went to the Carpenter's house and JJ went through files regarding earlier abductions in the last 5 years with Garcia (over the phone) and tip-line calls.

After canvassing the areas and interviews, they still didn't have any clues to the whereabouts of the little girl or who had taken her. "The only video footage we have is the man picking her up, but because of his body angle, and the poor, out-dated equipment, we can't get any ID on him. Garcia is going through trying to patch up what she can, but there is no clear look on him," Morgan said.

"Do we know if it was the same person in the first abduction?" Gideon asked.

"The same thing from the first tapes. He had positioned himself so that when he scooped the child up, he had hidden himself completely from surveillance, then made the quickest route out of the shopping center to an escape car. We don't have anything on the vehicle either."

The sheriff pulled them aside the next morning as the parents were coming back to the station. "The Carpenters have just told us they have invited someone on the investigation," Sheriff Bolton told them.

"A private investigation?" Emily asked. "Who could they bring in?"

"That's the . . . sticky part of it," Sheriff Bolton said. "They have asked a psychic to come in."

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Author's notes: Short intro chapter, next will be longer. It is my first CM story so bear with me please : ) Reviews always appreciated, just no flames please!