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I distrust those people who know so well what God wants them to do, because I notice it always coincides with their own desires" – Susan B Anthony

Chapter 1

Spencer Reid was awoken by his cell phone which was resting on his bedside table on top of a Sherlock Holmes book he re-read the night before. Groaning, Spencer slowly pulled back his warm sheets and glanced sleepily at his alarm clock which stated it was 4.30 am.

"Great," he mumbled to himself as he yanked his cell from the table. He had a good guess as to why he was being disturbed at such an ungodly hour. He groaned again and wiped some of the sleep out his eyes. It was just as he though, it was a text from Hotch saying that they had a new case and needed to be at work in ten. Still half asleep, Reid pulled himself up and stumbled into the kitchen and started his coffee machine. 'Why do unsubs always kill at ungodly hours anyway, don't they ever need sleep?' he wondered as he started to the bathroom to get showered to look presentable for work.

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It was still dark when Reid arrived at the BAU to meet the rest of his team. He pulled a seat around to the table in the conference room, his half full cup of coffee still in hand. Morgan, who was sitting to Reid's left, rubbed sleep out his eyes and asked,

"So what are we dealing with Hotch?" Hotch pulled out a file and shared it with the group.

"A couple was killed in their home last night." Hotch answered sleepily.

"There were ligature marks on their wrist and ankles. There were also signs of torture before death." JJ added.

"Who were the victims?" Emily asked.

"Marie Wallflower , age 26 and Adam Wallflower age 32. They were married 4 weeks ago , just got back from there homey moon and moved in to their new home." JJ replied. Reid moved some heir from his face and stated,

"The corners report says that both victims had their throats slit by a razor like blade but they were also shot twist in the face." Morgan frowned, "that type of overkill means there was rage in these killing. The unsub could be angry at the victims."

Emily looked at JJ and asked, "Both victims were tortured?" JJ nodded,

"Yes there were burn marks on the bodies as well as shallow knife wounds. There is also evidence that these killing had religious motivations." She quickly pulled out a photo and showed the team, "the unsub branded a cross in the victim's chest before killing them." JJ also showed another photo of a wall with words written in blood. JJ read it out-loud, "A man to whom God gives wealth, possessions, and honor, so that he lacks nothing of all that he desires, yet God does not give him power to enjoy them, but a stranger enjoys them. This is vanity..."

"It is a grievous evil," Reid spoke the same time as JJ, "Ecclesiastes 6.2," Reid replied to their questioning stares. The team gestated for Reid to continue, "It's a quote from the Bible about how vanity and greed are evil. This unsub must have believed that the victims were greedy and vain and because the Bible condemns evil and sin, he might use this as an excuse to kill these victims as God's will."

Morgan nodded in agreement, "If the unsub thinks the victims are vain, than that would explain the overkill. Then they wouldn't have anything to be vain about."

Hotch nodded and thought for a second, "OK, call Garcia and have her run a check on the Wallflowers. See if anything can connect them to being greedy or vain. Morgan, Reid and I will check out the crime-scene. Prentiss go to the coroner's office and see if you can find anything more about how the victims were killed. Rossi and JJ, interview their friends and family." Every member of the team nodded as they set off to do their tasks.

Morgan called Garcia on his way to the jet. It was light outside now. The phone rang three times before Garcia cheery voice answered.

"He who seeks the Queen of All Knowledge, speak and be recognize." Morgan couldn't help but smile at this,

"Hey baby girl, think you could do some digging for me?"

"Anything for you my chocolate god! So what have you got for me?"Morgan chuckled,

"I need to know about Marie and Adam Wallflower's financial status, anything that could be seen as greedy or vain, think you could do that for me doll-face?''

"Why do you question the divinity of my knowledge, I will summon you once I have something my beautiful behavioral analyst."

"Thanks baby girl!"

"Not a problem sugar."The phone went dead and Morgan slipped it back in his jacket pocket.

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On the jet, Hotch was reading the case files when he noticed Reid acting more distant than usual. Instead of reading an old novel or sprouting out odd and pointless statistics that nobody really cared about, he was oddly silent; gazing out the window. Frowning, Hotch approached the younger agent and set down opposite him. He quickly looked around to see if anyone was paying attention to them; Morgan was listening to his music, Prentiss was asleep book still in hand and JJ and Rossi were discussing the case. Once he was satisfied that none of them were listening, he attempted to get the agent's attention since he seemed to be too deep in thought to notices Hotch's presence.

"Reid, are you OK?" Hotch called softly so that only he could hear. This shook Reid out of his thoughts,

"Hmm…?" He replied as he took his eyes off the window to look at Hotch.

"Oh, yeah fine…why wouldn't I be?" Hotch eyed him suspiciously for a second before replaying,

"Reid, I am a profiler and you are really bad at lying. What's on your mind?"

Reid was silent for a moment before speaking, "This case...it…it just brings back bad memories." Hotch nodded in understanding,

"Tobias?" he asked. Reid confirmed his theory by nodding.

"Yeah...it's just…well these cases are so similar. A criminal who thinks that killing people is God's will. I'm probably just being paranoid, but I feel like they're too similar to be a coincidence."

Hotch looked at Reid sympathetically for a moment before putting a comforting hand on his knee. "If you ever need to talk, you know me or the team would be happy to listen." Reid nodded,

"I know, I just can't shake this feeling. I'm sure its nothing, probably just the lack of coffee. I only had one cup today." Hotch didn't look convinced, but left Reid to his thoughts. He knew that Reid would need his support during a case like this after Tobias, but he also knew that Reid would ask when he needed it. Hotch would keep a close eye on Reid for this case and he decided that when he had the chance he would tell Morgan to keep an eye on him as well. He knew Morgan thought of the young genus as a brother and he would protect him.

Spencer had a bad feeling the moment the words 'god's will' were said this morning. Reid knew that Tobias Hankel and 'Raphael' were dead; he shot him himself. But Spencer just couldn't shake the feeling that it wasn't over yet. He assumed it was because of the pain and drug addiction he had suffered, but this felt different somehow. Like the calm before the storm was almost over and a full force atmospheric phenomenon was about to begin.

Little did Spencer know he was right, it wasn't over. Not even close.