CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT: THE PIG FARM !

4x26
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        OBVIOUSLY THIS GUY DIDN'T COMMIT THE MURDERS. Casey was confused, just as her team was. "Who the hell are you people?" The man questioned once more. JJ turned on one of the lights and walked towards the man."You are Mason Turner?" She asks.

"Dr. Turner," He corrects. William walks towards the man, holding up a picture of his sister. "This is my sister, Lee Hightower. Has she been here?"

"Can someone please tell me what the hell is going on?" Mason asks. "We're with the FBI. We've been invited by the RCMP to assist in an ongoing investigation." Hotch informs.

"You haven't been invited into my home. My Canadian home. Now get the hell out before I call the proper authorities." It was obvious he didn't want to talk — and it made it even more suspicious.
"Sir, we've been invited by the proper authorities." Hotch sighs.

Bedwell and Rossi enter the home as Mason Turner speaks into a headset he had around his head. "Telephone, dial number 911." The dispatcher picked up instantly. "911. What's your emergency?"

"This is Dr. Mason Turner, 11712 Scott Road." Mason tells. "That won't be necessary." Bedwell speaks. "I want these people out of my home. They don't have any right to be here." Mason says.

"Agent Rossi, Agent Hotchner, may I have a word with you, please?" Bedwell asks and Casey, JJ and Reid are left in the room with Turner. Casey was just beyond confused. He couldn't have done this. Something in Casey's gut told her that he was involved — in some way.

Morgan had come rushing towards the house to tell Hotch about a garbage bin he and Prentiss found that was filled with hundreds of bloody shoes. Hotch, Rossi, Bedwell, Reid and Casey went to go investigate while JJ stayed with Dr. Turner.

Casey walks towards the bin Prentiss is currently shining a light on. The shoes looked ratty and muddy and bloody. It made her stomach churn.

"These are... they belong to victims?" Bedwell asks. "Possibly." Emily says. "Why just the shoes? Where are the bodies?" Bedwell asks.

"I don't think there's going to be any bodies, guys." Reid tells, standing next to the pig pen that was filled with a lot of pigs. "Pigs are omnivores. They'll eat anything. By anything, I mean... anything."

Casey pieced together what Reid meant and felt sick to her stomach. "You mean, the—" Casey paused. "Oh, my God, I'm gonna be sick."

Casey stood with the team next to the pig pen. Bedwell had decided to call in some favors to get people down here now. "Is Bedwell all right?" Hotch asks when Rossi comes back from checking in with him. "He will be," Rossi says. "He has every available cop in Ontario on the way here."

"You find anyone in the house?" Morgan asks. "Mason Turner." Hotch answers. "Is he in custody?" Morgan asks, furrowing his eyebrows in confusion.

"Uh, not exactly." Casey answers.
"But he's not going anywhere." Rossi added.
"He's quadriplegic." Hotch nods.
       "Paralyzed from the neck down," Reid told. "JJ's in there with him right now."

       "Well, that's a pretty good criminal defense." Morgan says. "I'll go talk to him." Rossi tells, walking back towards the house. "Morgan, do you have the contact number for the Detroit detective?" Hotch asks. "Benning? Yeah."

       "We're gonna need their open missings so we can make identifications on this property." Hotch informed. "Right." Morgan says, excusing himself from the convo. "I think that laptop is his sole communications device. Which means data files on hard drives, records." Hotch tells both Reid and Casey, who are the only ones left standing there.

       Hotch dials on his cell phone and decides to call Garcia. "Garcia, I need you in Ontario ASAP. At the farmhouse that the unsub's car was registered to. We need forensic recovery from a laptop. I'll tell you more when you get here. I don't want this over the phone. And the next flight, Garcia."

      After the call, Hotch looks over at Reid. "Reid, will you let Bedwell know that we're gonna need a warrant to examine the laptop and the hard drives?" Reid nods and Casey looks over at the pig pen.

     "Hey, Reid?" Casey asks before he leaves and he stops in his tracks. "How long do you think it would take?" She asks. "To get a warrant?" Reid asks and Casey shakes her head. "No, for the pigs to... you know." Reid notes to what she's talking about.

      "Depending on the size and condition of the body when it's placed in the pen, it wouldn't be quick. Why?" Reid asks and Casey looks over at Hotch. "That means Kelly wasn't put in there." Hotch nodded, "She's still here somewhere."

        After that, Bedwell's favors arrived and he had come with good news. "Judge will sign the warrant for the laptop first thing in the morning." He stated. "Our tech should just be getting there then." Hotch informs. "We got search-and-rescue units coming. They're also our emergency response team, so they'll be armed in case we come across something."

        "When this hits the press, families of missings are gonna come rushing out here. I'm gonna need some uniformed officers to assist me." JJ tells and Bedwell nods, "Come on, let's get you set up." The two walk off and Hotch looks over at the rest of his team.

         "Morgan, I want you to supervise the evidence collection. I don't think the techs have seen a scene like this before." Hotch tells and Emily scoffs, "Has anyone?" Casey couldn't help but agree.

        Rossi had come back over to the team after speaking with Dr. Turner. "We have a picture." He stated. He hands over a frame to Hotch of a man. "This is Lucas Turner, Mason's brother. According to Mason, he's the unsub. Mason claims he's a victim himself." Rossi explains.

"Does Mason know where Lucas would take the girl?" Hotch asks. "Claims he has no idea." Rossi tells.

       Hotch looks over at the two youngest members of the team. "Reid, Willows, Lucas is your assignment. Find his room, his things, anything that might tell us where he would go."

       "On it."
       "Got it, boss."

       "One more thing," Rossi spoke. "Mason warned me that his brother is extremely psychotic. Says he won't go down without a fight."

       "Prentiss, have JJ get the picture and the description out to the press. When they get here, put them to work for us. Somebody's gonna notice a man that big." Emily nods, "You got it."

         Soon enough, night turned into day. Casey and Reid had asked Dr. Turner about where Lucas slept and they didn't get much of a straight answer from him but they got enough to know that he had a room somewhere.

         The farm had soon been packed up with people and police and families of missings. The search party was ready to go. "Mason says his brother sometimes sleeps on the couch in the living room or disappears for days at a time." Reid and Casey tell Hotch about the info they found out.

      "He doesn't have a room?" Hotch asks. "Not according to Mason." Casey shakes her head. "Keep looking around. They've lived here their whole lives. There's got to be something here that gives us an idea of who he is."

        Reid and Casey are about to head back towards the house but Casey stopped in her tracks and Reid continued to walk, not even noticing that Casey stopped. "Hey, Reid?" She calls and Reid stops, turning towards the girl.

        "What about the barn?" Reid looks over at the barn and the two exchange a look before Casey and Reid go right ahead to the barn.

        Reid gets rubber gloves for both him and Casey and hands a pair to her and the two examine the barn. Casey looks towards the unsettling image of dried blood on a platter and looks around. Reid begins to climb up towards the ladder up towards the top of the barn.

        He climbs up and then helps Casey up as she follows behind him. Casey almost falls over but luckily, Reid catches her. "Are you okay?" He asks and Casey nods, "Yeah." Casey immediately pulls away after noticing that Reid and her were in the same position for a hot second. Reid's hand on the left side of her wait and Casey's arm wrapped around Reid's neck.

         Casey looks around and the first thing she noticed was a cage full of rats. She took notice of the childlike drawings she was assuming Lucas had put up and they looked very recent. They would've been crumpled right now if they were old. There was a bed and Casey figured out that Lucas was sleeping in the barn. Reid had taken notice of a particular drawing and held it in his hands.

        "Reid? Willows?" Hotch calls and the two turn towards the entrance and look down at their boss. "Up here." Reid tells. "Hey, we found out where he sleeps."

        "So Mason was lying?" Hotch asks. "I find it hard to believe he didn't know his brother was living in the barn." Reid said. "Anything up there that's gonna help us find him?" Hotch asks. "Nothing yet." Casey answers.

        "I will say this, though-- I doubt that he's psychotic." Reid states. "Why is that?" Hotch asks. "There's a collection of drawings up here that suggest autism or moderate mental psychosis. Now, moderate mental psychosis in the exact same subject is exceedingly rare. It's more likely he doesn't fully understand the acts that he's committed."

       "Anything to suggest a violent nature?" Hotch asks. "Nothing in the drawings. They do suggest someone's been watching him, though." Casey informs. "He's very childlike. I think that when we find him, he's gonna be scared and probably confused."

       "You think he'll fight?" Hotch asks and Reid shrugs, "Uh, yeah, I don't know, maybe." Before Hotch walks out of the barn, Reid stops him. "Hey, Hotch?" Hotch stops in his tracks. "Do you ever get the feeling that a case isn't going to end well?"

        Casey looks at Reid in disbelief and Hotch is giving him the same look. "Reid, keep looking. This girl needs us."

       Hotch walks out and Casey looks at the papers in her hands and slaps them over Reid's shoulder. "Ow." He says. "Why would you say something like that?" Casey questions.

        "I'm just being realistic." Reid admits. "I know, but... we can't focus on that right now. Hotch is right, we gotta find that girl." If Casey was being honest, she felt like this case wasn't gonna end well, either. But she couldn't admit that to herself.

A little while after investigation, Rossi had come out from the house and it turns out Garcia had figured out why he was killing people. He was trying to fix himself.

"They were doing experiments." Rossi informed. "Spinal regeneration?" Reid asks. "Probably," Rossi told. "He was definitely trying to fix himself."

"Stem cell harvesting? The equipment's far too unsophisticated. There's no way it would have ever worked." Reid stated. "You were a prosecutor, Hotch. Could you convict this guy? A quadriplegic who clearly never touched any of the victims?" Rossi asks.

"I don't know," Hotch told. "We need to concentrate on Kelly. We can't worry about the other stuff right now." With that, Hotch walked away and Rossi looked at the two youngest members of the team. "He might get away with this."
"It's our job to make sure that doesn't happen." Casey told.

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Casey Willows always knew that Penelope Garcia practically carried the team on her back after solving half of the cases for them. That's why she never doubted her. When that call had come in with a phone number that Mason called everyday, she knew that Garcia had practically done it again.

"Agent Rossi, the phone is calling in!" Garcia announced and both Rossi and Casey came rushing in the room. A girl's scared voice had come in on the call. "Hello? Hello? My name is Kelly." She was whispering.

"Kelly, this is Penelope Garcia. I'm with the FBI." Garcia tells. "Oh, my god, you have to help me. I'm somewhere in the woods being held by a man named Lucas, and he..." There was a pause and Reid and Hotch and Bedwell entered the room. "And he's-- oh, my God! Help me!" Suddenly, a man's voice — which Casey was assuming was Lucas's yelled. "That's mine!" The line suddenly disconnected.

"The phone's disconnected." Garcia said. "Garcia, can you find the signal?" Hotch asks and Garcia shakes her head and examines through her laptop. "No, I -- wait. Yes. I'm hooked into the system. I should be able to—" Garcia stops. "Got it. It's just West of here, less than half a mile."

"That's all you can tell?" Rossi asks. "It's in the woods. There aren't any reference points." Garcia said. "Get the coordinates to my GPS and let Morgan and Prentiss know in the field. Dave, Reid, Willows, let's go."

With that, the four left the farm and met up with Morgan and Prentiss and the search party. Everyone began to call Kelly's name and Hotch was leading them to where the signal had come from on the phone.

      Casey looks around and noticed something in the trees that looked like eyes carved into the bark of the tree. Casey looked over to Reid and he noticed the same thing. It was just like the drawings that Lucas had.

"Guys." Reid called and he led the team over to a some type of door that was covered in leaves. Casey helped Reid clear the spot so they could open it. Everyone had their guns up. "Go ahead." Hotch nodded as both Reid and Casey opened it and they grabbed their guns.

"Kelly Shane?" Hotch called. "Down here!" A girl's voice chirped. Hotch had made his way down first and then followed by Morgan, Prentiss and Casey. The SWAT team made their way down after Hotch had gotten Kelly out of there.

Lucas sat there, confused, and suddenly he stood up after noticing the many people pointing their guns at him. He stood up, ready to attack but SWAT made sure he wouldn't do so, attacking him with bullets into his chest. Morgan had yelled for them to stop and Casey turned around. Everything was in mute and they stopped shooting and Casey stood, frozen.

After that, the team's work was done and everyone flew back home on the jet. Everyone obviously read the room on the jet and no one uttered a word. They won, but it didn't feel like a win. Many lives were lost — including the lives of both Mason and Lucas Turner.

Everyone had gone back to the BAU and had gotten their reports in on the case and Casey had gone home back to her apartment after that, took a shower to clean the entire case of and plopped right on her bed, letting a deep slumber consume her.

Sometimes there are no words, no clever quotes to neatly sum up what's happened that day. Sometimes you do everything right, everything exactly right, and still, you feel like you've failed. Did it need to end that way? Could something have been done to prevent the tragedy in the first place? Eighty-nine murders at the pig farm. The deaths of Mason and Lucas Turner make ninety-one lives snuffed out.
Kelly Shane will go home and try to recover, to reconnect with her family, but she'll never be a child again.
William Hightower, who gave his leg for his country, gave the rest of himself to avenge his sister's murder. That makes ninety-three lives forever altered, not counting family and friends in a small town in Sarnia, Ontario, who thought monsters didn't exist until they learned that they spent their lives with one.

And what about my team? How many more times will they be able to look into the abyss? How many more times before they won't ever recover the pieces of themselves that this job takes?

Like I said, sometimes there are no words, no clever quotes to neatly sum up what's happened that day. Sometimes the day just... ends.

hey, lovelies!
i just had to add in hotch's monologue at the end because honestly it's one of my favorites and this specific episode wouldn't be completed without it

what was y'all's first reaction to the end of this episode? mine was "WHAT THE FUCKKKK" and it was like 3am when i watched it 😂

anyways,
thank you guys for reading!
obviously this could've turned out better
but it's whatever lol
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