21I watched them from a distance, smiling and laughing, so completely oblivious to the danger around them. The eldest said something offensive to her as she smacked him lightly on the back of his head, probably calling him an idiot and told him off. Her hair was pulled back again, but the band could hardly contain it as it frizzed out of confinement where it could.
They were too comfortable with her, and for that they will learn.
It seems she doesn't notice me…yet. That too will have to change. She will ignore me no longer!
Bringing up my sleeve to reveal an old silver watch, the time was much latter than I had anticipated. "I'll be seeing you again soon, my dear, so very soon, I can hardly wait."
….
"Hey, Garcia," Rossi greeted the tech goddess as he entered her throne for the first time in a long time.
The pure oddity of the place was enough to put one to shock. Stuff toys and all things fuzzy and cute surrounded the lady. Pictures of baby animals were in a far off screen as one beside it looked to be scanning something.
"Oh, hello sir." She greeted back, jumping in surprise to the strange visitor. "What is it?" she asked in a serious tone. She knew from Rossi's serious face that something was wrong, and there was no room for her usual heart lifting comments.
"There's something that has been bothering me, and I was hoping you could check on it." He began.
"Yes, sir," she told him, turning back around to enter into her search engines.
"Now mind you, I need your complete digression if I'm wrong, and God help us, I hope I'm wrong." He told her.
"Is there something wrong, sir?" she asked.
"I need you to look into Reid's friends, Sam and Dean. They drive a black '67 Chevy Impala. One, Dean, is just a bit older than Reid while, Sam is just a bit younger. They're brothers if that helps." He told her.
"Do we have a last name?" She inquired already having an idea of who they are, but remained hopeful.
"No, Reid gets defensive when talking about them for any real information." Rossi explained.
"Alright, then, give me time to work my magic, and I'll call you as soon as I get something." She told him, entering all the information she had.
Much to their surprise, something came up right away from a place neither hoped their friend was acquainted with, the FBI most wanted.
"SIR!" Garcia shrieked as she showed him the brothers' mug shots.
His face fell as he saw the pictures of his friend's friends. Dean gave a cocky expression, so completely at ease, like he's taken them all the time, while his little brother, Sam, looked oh so miserable.
"Call everyone, we need to have a meeting now!" he demanded as Garcia began to type away.
"Should I call Reid?" she asked, not quite sure it would be right not to, but didn't know if she should or not.
"Where is he?"
After a few quick clicks, she announced he was in a motel by his apartment.
"In their profile the brothers usually stay in motels just like it sir!" Garcia told him, her breath hard as she couldn't calm herself.
"No, don't. We should confront them together. If these boys can fake their deaths while killing an FBI agent, then there's no telling what they would do if they thought Reid betrayed them. They've broken out of prison before, after all. They are co-dependent." Rossi began as Garcia finally contacted the rest of the team.
"Hey guys," she greeted, clearly upset.
"Hey baby girl, what's up?" Morgan asked, noticing her distress.
"Do you know where the rest of the team is?" she asked it a shaky voice.
"Yeah, everyone, but Rossi and Reid are here." He told her.
"Rossi's here with me, and it's about Reid," she told him quickly.
"Guys," he motioned them over, "you're on speaker."
"Hey, Garcia, what's wrong?" Hotch asked.
"Well, Rossi asked me to look into Reid's friends…" She began.
The agents looked at each other, unsure how to react to the fact that she had been asked to invade a fellow agent's privacy.
"And..?" Morgan encouraged.
"And they are thee Dean and Sam Winchester." Rossi told them.
"What?" JJ gasped.
"And Reid knew?" Prentiss asked in disbelief.
"I don't think he would be able to forget, he helped profile them." Morgan admitted. His thoughts scrambled as he could almost see the meeting once more. They didn't seem like killers, they were to calm around a crime scene as they met the FBI. They didn't seem like they had anything to hide.
No wait! The older one, he had guilt. He hid it well, but he looked almost like a solder returning from a long tiring war. No, like he was still in it, but Morgan wasn't the enemy, something else was.
The memories of the brothers reminded him of someone else.
"Garcia, what about Nicki?" He asked. He was shot a few glares of confused concerned agents. "She was with the Winchesters, and knew Julian Mitchel. She was with him when he gave his statement, and asleep by his bedside in the hospital." He explained.
"That would explain how they are involved in the case." Rossi added.
"Hold up, you think they are the murders?"Garcia freaked.
"Why else would they suddenly get so involved?" Morgan asked.
"I don't know," she admitted, "maybe they are friends with the victim and came." She suggested.
"Hey guys," Prentiss butted in. "Maybe we should just ask Reid. We shouldn't talk about this without him."
"Yeah and how do we know it's really the Winchesters? They died." JJ added, clearly uncomfortable.
"I met them, it's them." Rossi told her.
"Also, what do we have on this Nicki," JJ shook her head. "I don't think Reid would be friends with such vile killers."
"I suppose we don't have a last name on her either," Garcia asked.
"She would be on the visitor logs at the hospital visiting Julian Michael," Morgan told her.
After a few clicking of keys, they had a last name, Nicki Sapphire.
"Nicole Sapphire, age 27, born on August 9th, 1984. Child of Mari and Daniel Sapphire, was hospitalized on a number of occasions when she was younger for screaming and crying in pain, normally in the city or in high populated areas, thus homeschooled by her nomadic father going back and forth from England and the US till the age of eleven when she returned to live with her brother in New York when he turned 21 and out of college. Well she would still often visit England, but not nearly as often. Was ticketed and arrested for underage driving when she was driving the drunk Scarlett Sage and Julian Michael, but was never really held for it or charged with anything. There was a few incidences where she has been reported missing for long periods of time and, oh God, she never told me she has been tortured!" Garcia reported almost screaming the end.
"Garcia, you know Nicole Sapphire?" Morgan asked.
"Don't call her that, she hates it," Garcia answers.
"Garcia," Hotch said sternly.
"Alright, she grew up in the same town as me and all. She was with me when my parents died, alright, and she helped me when I fell off the grid," Garcia rambled. "I won't tell you what she would do since she would get mad at how much I already spilled, but she's very kind hearted. I can tell you that she would not have anything to do with the Winchesters if they killed her Scarlet since she loved her. I mean, she was like their mother, she would take care of them when they needed her to, and she lived with them because they 'ran away' from home and would stay at her place so…"
"Garcia, calm down, Sweet Cheeks. It's okay," Morgan tried.
"I'm going with you, I haven't seen her since her last… kidnaping, no buts, I will just follow you guys, and between her and Reid, there will be no shooting on their end." She told them.
"Look, Garcia…" Prentiss began.
"What did I just say?" She demanded.
"Fine, but we go in and if all is well, you can come in," JJ reasoned.
"Just, guys, please don't shoot before asking questions," she told them knowing they would want revenge for their fallen agent from before.
"We'll do our best, Garcia," Morgan told her, sighing at his crazy girl.
"We'll meet you guys at the motel they are at presently." Rossi told them.
Thus it was decided to meet up with the others involved, fully armed with bullet proof vests and all.
Sure they weren't going to tell authorities about their new discovery about the notorious Winchesters, but they weren't going in without protection.
…
The brothers passed around their cold beers, while Spence drank is sugar high coffee as he was technically on call. There was joy in the horrid motel room which was amazingly inspiring. The only thing that could make this better is if we weren't in a stingy motel room with a very questionable past.
It was almost as if they forgot about the case, and maybe they had, which made me glad. They deserved more happiness in their life.
That's why I cursed to the angels above, God, and whoever else was in charge here when I felt them coming. It was a wave of anger and confusion, of betrayal and uncertainty, with a hint of killing intent, and it was coming straight at us. This day is going to end with a bang with new discoveries and views on the world, of that I'm sure.
Weather it ends well or not is still up to how they react.
hey guys and girls
i really wanted to update before the new year
so here i am
minutes before the new year
sorry it took so long
i probably will never change either but please put up with me
i edited the previous chapter a bit but still got no beta so you'll have to tell me if there still alot of erros
btw my author notes are not from word so they will have mistakes
sorry about that
happy new year !
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