Warnings: Mentions of r*pe and m*rder

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A golden retriever barked at Spencer, causing Spencer to jump. The owner quickly silenced the dog.

"Sandy, no, no, no. I'm so sorry." The owner said, petting Sandy on the head. Aaron smiled and shook his head.

"No, it's ok." Aaron said. While Morgan and Gideon were at the latest dumpsite, [Y/N], Aaron and Spencer had gone to Heather's brother's house, to question David about what Heather had done the day before. [Y/N] smirked and nudged Reid.

"It's what we call the Reid effect. Happens with children, too." She said, earning a chuckle from Hotchner.

"I'm Agent Hotchner," Hotch started to introduce. "These are Special Agents Garcia and Dr. Reid." Hotch introduced [Y/N] and Spencer. [Y/N] smiled and nodded to David in greeting. David looked at Spencer and [Y/N].

"You two look too young to have gone to medical and law school." He said as he lead them into the living room. [Y/N] smiled as she gently stroked Sandy's head, helping David try and calm down the gentle animal.

"I have a PhD." [Y/N] said.

"They're PhD's. 3 of them." Reid said. [Y/N] sighed. And here we go again. David looked at Spencer.

"Are you a genius or something?" He asked.

"I don't believe that intelligence can be accurately quantified- but I do have an I. Q. of 187 and an eidetic memory and can read 20,000 words per minute." Spencer said. David looked at Spencer like he had two heads, making [Y/N] chuckle slightly. Reid then nodded. "Yes, I'm a genius." Reid said. Sandy let out another bark at Reid. [Y/N] knelt down to Sandy's height, stroking the dog's fur.

"Sandy, you get a lot of attention, don't you?" They asked, smiling. David smiled.

"Yeah, Heather loves this dog. I feed her when Heather's away. Usually, she's fine, but, lately, she won't eat. It's almost like she can sense something's wrong." David said, a worried look on his face. [Y/N] looked at him.

"Not sense. Smell." She said. David looked a them, confused. Spencer nodded.

"She's right. Our apocrine sweat gland releases secretions in response to emotional stress." Spencer said. Hotchner looked at David.

"Sandy's worried because she knows you are." He said, dialing down the scientific words that Spencer was using. [Y/N] walked over to where Spencer was looking through some magazines. Spencer looked at her.

"Look at this." He said quietly. He showed them a magazine advertising a car. [Y/N] narrowed her eyebrows.

"David, does your sister drive a Datsun Z?" She asked. David shook his head.

"No, but she's in the market for one. How'd you know?" David asked. Hotch looked over at them in confusion. Spencer held up the magazine. David looked down at Sandy. "Come on, Sandy." David said, leading Sandy into another room. Hoch walked up to the two. Spencer was flipping through the magazine.

"There's an immediate relationship established between a buyer and a seller, a level of trust." [Y/N] said. Spencer nodded. He looked at Hotchner.

"If I want to coax a young woman into my car."

"Offer her a test drive." Hotchner said, making the two friends look at each other and back at the other agent, nodding.

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Both groups had since returned form their assignments. Morgan, Reid, [Y/N], Hotchner and Gideon were all in a room, going over what they had all learned. Morgan was pacing back and forth, tossing a ball up and down in his hand.

"Okay, then how about the fact that on one hand, we have paranoid psychosis... But the autopsy protocol says what?" Morgan asked. Spencer was currently sitting cross legged in a chair and spinning around and around.

"Adhesive reside shows he put layer after layer of duct tape over his victims' eyes." Spencer said. [Y/N] smiled, watching Spencer spin like a child when they went to the office with their parents. [Y/N] then sighed.

"He knows he wants to kill them, but he still covers their eyes." She said, resting her head against her hand, her elbow leaning against the table.

"He doesn't want 'em looking at him, apparently." Morgan said. [Y/N] sighed and nodded.

"Okay, but then he takes the body and dumps it right out in the open, murder weapon nearby." She said. Reid looked at [Y/N].

"Not the M. O. of a paranoid convinced he's being watched or surveilled." Reid said.

"Paranoid psychosis, but behavior that's not paranoid." Morgan said.

"All right, enough." Gideon said, making everyone look at him. "Let's tell them we're ready." He said. [Y/N] looked at him in confusion as Gideon walked out of the room.

"We're ready?" She asked. Reid quickly wrote something down. Morgan looked at Reid and [Y/N].

"Reid, [Y/N]. You're both good with this? We've got a woman who's only got a few hours left to live, an incomplete profile, and a unit chief on the verge of a nervous breakdown." Morgan said. Gideon quickly opened the door again and grabbed something.

"They don't call them nervous breakdowns anymore." Gideon said. The three agents looked at the door.

"It's called a major depressive episode." Reid said.

"He knows, Reid." [Y/N] said, smiling at the Dr. Reid smiled back slightly. Morgan left the room. [Y/N] sighed and rubbed her eyes slightly. Reid got up from his chair and looked at her.

"Hey, you okay?" He asked. [Y/N] sighed again and nodded.

"Yeah. Just tired, you know." She said. Reid smiled slightly and nodded. [Y/N] then got up and walked over, lacing her arm with Reid's. "Come on, genius. Let's get going before Morgan starts teasing us again." She said, smiling. 

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"The unidentified subject is white and in his late 20's." Gideon said, beginning the profile. They were sitting in a conference room, Gideon standing in the middle. "He's someone you wouldn't notice at first. He's someone who'd blend into any crowd." Gideon explained. "The violent nature of the crime suggests a previous criminal record- petty crimes. Maybe auto theft." "We've classified him as an organized killer- careful. Psychopathic as opposed to psychotic. He follows the news, has good hygiene." "He's smart. 'Cause he's smart, the only physical evidence you'll find is what he wants you to find. He's mobile, car in good condition. Our guess- Jeep Cherokee, tinted windows." "The murders have all involved r*pes. But r*pe without penetration is a form of picquerism, and that tells us he's sexually inadequate." "Psychiatric evaluations will show a history of paranoia stemming from a childhood trauma- death of a parent or family member. And now he feels persecuted and watched." "Murder gives him a sense of power. Organized killers have a fascination with law enforcement. They will inject themselves into the investigation." Gideon said. "They will even come forward as witnesses to see just how much the police really know. That makes them feel powerful, in control. Which is why I also think, in fact, I know, you have already interviewed him." Gideon said.