Death In a Hospital
AN: I know I have other stories I should work on, but I have to do this one. Reid may be a little OOC, as you'll read, but I'm writing this how I think it should go.
Emily POV
"I am so sorry I'm late! Traffic." I apologized to the team. I was half an hour late for briefing.
"It's fine, you'll catch up on the plane. Wheels up in 10! This case can't wait." Hotch ordered.
Everyone left the briefing room besides Reid, who was side tracked by the case file to notice anyone was gone, or even my presence.
"Hey Reid!" I said to him trying to get his attention. It didn't work. I snatched the file out of his hands. He looked up and saw me.
"Oh sorry Emily. I didn't notice you were here. Where's everyone else?" He asked me.
"They are back on Earth, getting ready to board the plane to," I paused and looked at the file again. "Fargo, North Dakota." I finished.
"It's unusual what's happening, Emily. I'll tell you about it on the plane." Reid said to me, his face flushed with embarrassment. He got up from the table, grabbed his go-bag from his desk and headed outside. I followed after him.

"Morgan, you and JJ talk to the victims' families. Dave and I will go to the crime scenes, Prentiss and Reid, you figure out the geographical profile and the UnSub's comfort zone. Everybody relax until we land. We need to have our full attention on this case." Hotch ordered.
Reid and I were sitting away from the group, not bothering them.
"So this UnSub is killing his victims in hospitals? That's ironic." I mumbled.
"So far, he has murdered three women in the last week, week and a half. They all are dark haired, green eyes, and in their mid-late 20's. There has to be something significant about this. He doesn't have a cooling off period at all, the murders take place just two days after each other." Reid said, more to himself.
"Fargo is the largest city in North Dakota. There's a lot of hospitals there and the surrounding area. Unfortunately, we won't be able to do the geographical profile until he has, minimum two more victims." I explained.
"I have an idea. Let me call Garcia." He took out his cell phone, and dialed her number.
"Garcia's magical layer of knowledge, wisdom and serial killers. How may I help you?" She answered, in her always-perky mood.
"Hey Garcia. I think I know a way to find our UnSub." Reid informed her.
"Wow, that was fast. You haven't even landed yet." She sounded...not at all shocked.
"Do a search for Brunette females who have recently passed away, maybe the past 2 weeks." We waited for about 10 seconds until she got the results.
"Yikes. 93 women, who fit your description have recently passed away. You got anything to narrow it down?" She asked hopefully.
"Sorry Garcia. Thanks anyway." Reid replied and hung up. He looked pissed.
"Reid? What's wrong?" I asked him, worried.
"It's silly." He mumbled.
"Reid, you can tell me." I offered, trying not to pressure him. He looked up at the team, and back at me and agreed. He scooted closer to me, probably so no one else would hear.
"A lot has been going on lately. I feel like nothing has been going right lately. I got a call two nights ago, about my mom. She's in the hospital." He informed me. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
"I'm sorry Reid. Is she okay?" I asked.
"Obviously not!" He snapped at me. I reeled back in shock, as he has never snapped at me like that in the past few years.
"What's wrong with you Reid?" I asked, with attitude.
"You don't need to know everything about me Emily. You always poke into everyone's business, as if they actually enjoy confessing stuff to you. You're selfish, and self absorbed. You love hearing other's problems because it makes you feel superior to everyone else. Just leave me alone. I'm fine." With that, he got up and stalked towards the bathroom.
Reid POV
I feel bad for snapping at Emily like that. She just can't know what I'm doing to myself. She wouldn't understand. She just wouldn't. Suddenly, I heard a knock on the restroom door.
"Go away Emily." I demanded.
"It's not Emily. It's me." I heard JJ's voice answer.
"I don't want to talk right now. I'm not feeling well." I lied. I don't like lying but I had to. I heard her walk away. I took the only sharp object I had with me-a razor blade to shave with, and got to work.
Emily POV
Half an hour later, Reid finally came out of the bathroom. He sat down next to me. I went back to reading over the case file and pretended he wasn't there.
"Look Emily, I'm sorry for what I said earlier. I don't know what got into me." He apologized.
"Reid, I may look strong on the outside, but on the inside it really hurts. I get it, your mom is in the hospital. But that doesn't give you the right to do lash out on me like that." I said to him. He needed to understand that an apology wouldn't cut it.
"I know. I promise, later I'll tell you what's going on. We'll be landing soon." He responded. I buckled up and prepared for landing.

When we landed, there were three SUV's waiting for us. Reid and I took one of them and headed to the police station. We rode in complete silence.

We were greeted by the chief of police, Deputy Kellen Kamer. He had cleared out a large room for us to set up. Reid used a red tack to pinpoint every hospital in Fargo, while using a blue pin to show where the murders were.
"Hey Reid, do you think this is a pattern?" I asked him. "All the murders are located in the cardinal directions. The first one took place in northern Fargo, the second in eastern and the last in the south." I explained.
"It could be. Hopefully we're not too late-," He was cut off by a detective storming into the room.
"There's been another murder." He told us anxiously.
"Let me guess," I looked at the map. "At Saint Helen's?" I asked.
"Um yeah, how did you know?" He asked us, shocked. Reid and I just looked at each other.

"Her name is Adriana Waller." The doctor, Ken Whitney, told us when we arrived at the hospital.
"Why was she in here?" I asked him.
"She had severe pneumonia. We were planning on discharging her later this week." He informed us. "It's sad to see her go so young."

"Can you think of anyone who would do this?" Reid asked him.

"Not at all. I know almost all of the doctors and nurses here and no one comes to mind." He told us. He was obviously grief-stricken.

"This isn't your fault." I assured him.

"I know. I just feel responsible, since I was her doctor all." Suddenly, his pager went off.

"Look, I've got to go. I'll give you guys a call if I can come up with anything." He told us and rushed away.

"Reid, I have no idea how we missed this. We could have Garcia narrow the results down to brunettes who died in their mid to late twenties." I told him when we got in the SUV.

"You're right. How did we miss that?" He asked, exasperated. I shrugged and called Garcia.

"Hello, you have interrupted my relaxation!" She complained.

"Sorry Garcia. Narrow down those 93 results to brunettes who died in their mid to late twenties."

"Oh you are good! 10 results left." She chirped.

"Thanks Garcia. Look through their backgrounds at any family who may have been institutionalized." Reid suggested.

"Gotcha." She said and hung up.

"It's only 4:30!" I complained. I leaned my head against the seat to try to relax for the five-minute drive back to the station.

"Are you okay?" Reid asked. "You usually drive."

"I'm fine. I think I'm catching a bug. I haven't been feling that great lately." I explained.

"I've noticed. You're biting your fingernails again." He pointed out. I groaned and looked at him.

"I'm not trying to be a hypocrite, but I hate profilers!" Reid smirked.

"Emily, I think we both need to have a talk tonight. Not about anything in particular, but just to talk. We haven't been spending much time together and well, I miss you." He said to me, embarrassed.

"I know Reid. It's just…I got some bad news also, the other day." I replied, trying not to raise his suspicion.

"Are you okay?" He asked worried.

"Yes. For now, at least." I said to him.

"Okay. I am really sorry for earlier. I will explain everything as sson as we get a break." He apologized. Again.

"That's okay Reid, you don't have to if you don't want to."

"No, I want to. Let's get inside." I looked outside and we had already arrived back at the station.

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