tell me what to do, Dr. Reid

"Why do you ask that?" Fiona asked pretending to be calm.

At this time, a child riding a bicycle suddenly appeared in front of her, and Fiona slammed on the brakes.Due to inertia, the two rushed forward almost at the same time. Fortunately, they were both protected by seat belts.

"Are you okay?" Fiona turned to look at Reid, "Sorry, I was a little distracted just now."

"Nothing," Reid said.

Fiona hits the accelerator and the car starts moving again.

"About the question just now..." Reid suddenly said hesitantly, "It's okay if you don't want to answer. I'm just asking casually."

Fiona suddenly smiled helplessly, "So the profilers are not easy to mess with. You can't hide anything from them." The smile on her face restrained a little, and at the same time she glanced at Reid from the rearview mirror, "But sorry, I don't want to talk about that right now."

Before she finished her last word, Reid said almost at the same time: "It's okay." He nodded slightly, "I understand."

When he was still a short drive away from the Georgia Bureau of Investigation, Reid's cell phone rang suddenly.

He answered the phone, "...I see, I'll be there soon."

"What happened?" Fiona asked, turning the steering wheel.

"There's a new case," Reid said. "I have to get on the next plane to Washington."

Fiona was a little disappointed, "You guys are really busy, aren't you? These serial killers don't give you any time to rest."

"Indeed." Reid said with a sigh, "Please take me to the airport directly, thank you."

Fiona could clearly see his haggard face from the rearview mirror, and she knew that he hadn't had a good rest these days.But of course she also knew that the bau team couldn't do without him, and he had to rush there immediately.

She opened the window, letting the fresh air fill the entire interior of the car.

"Thank you for your help." She said suddenly, "Without you, we would not have been able to solve Brother Benson's case so quickly."

Reid pursed his lips and said with a smile, "That's my duty."

"But you haven't had much rest these two days." Fiona couldn't help but said.

Reid laughed, "It's ok, we do that a lot. I'm used to it."

After arriving at the airport, Reid tactfully declined Fiona's request to wait with him.

"You should also take a good rest." He bent down and said to Fiona through the half-open car window.

Fiona opened the window all the way.

"Be safe and take care of yourself, okay?" she said, looking up at him.

Reid nodded slightly.He looked like he was about to turn around and leave.

Fiona seized the moment, poked her head out of the window, and kissed him lightly on the lips.

Reid held his breath subconsciously, and then he accepted the kiss.

"Goodbye, Fiona," he whispered, his voice becoming a little hoarse.

"Goodbye." Fiona said.

She suddenly smiled brightly, "Every time we meet, it's because of serial murders. It's not romantic at all. Contact me when you're free, okay? Maybe we can do something together while we're on vacation."

Reid looked a little surprised, but he didn't refuse.He laughed immediately, and his eyes narrowed slightly, showing that he was in a particularly happy mood.

"Of course," he said, brushing his messy hair back with his hand, "so...see you later, Fiona."

Fiona watched as he turned and walked towards the terminal building, then started the car.

She suddenly felt that the narrow carriage suddenly became empty.

It must be because she spends so much time alone.she thought to herself.

So she turned on the car stereo and let the music fill the car.She stepped on the accelerator and decided to invite Sarah and Darwin to the bar for a drink tonight.

Two months have passed since that incident. Fiona can't believe she never got to go out with Spencer Reid.This somewhat made her feel a little threatened.She never believed that long-distance love can last for a long time, and love without passion often dies on the way, not to mention that she and Spencer haven't been officially together yet.

Of course, Fiona and Reid talked on the phone many times, but unfortunately, their vacation time is always inconsistent. Fiona is busy as hell, but Reid is even busier than her - the bau team rarely has a full vacation.

After getting off work that night, Fiona was bored, so she sent a text message to Reid.

"What are you up to now? New case?" she wrote.

Soon reid replied.

"No. Today's vacation, I'm at the bar in DC, with the group."

"Nice," Fiona jokingly wrote, "How many girls' numbers did you get?"

"Sadly, zero."

Fiona laughed.

She hesitated for a moment, and then couldn't help dialing Reid's number.

"Hi, Fiona!" Reid's voice was mixed in the noisy vocals and music, and he sounded particularly happy, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing," Fiona said, "I just..."

Suddenly, he heard someone shouting: "Hurry up, doctor, we have already thought about the next topic!"

"Wait a minute, I'll be there soon!" Reid yelled.

"Sounds like you guys had a great time," Fiona said.

"Oh, I'm making a bet with a group of strangers." Reid said briskly, "They don't believe that I can remember all the details of all the classic sci-fi movies. They are testing me, and if I can answer them, they will drink."

"So you really can remember it all."

"Of course." Reid raised his voice slightly, looking a little proud, "I've already drunk them a lot." He paused, "Of course, even if I get the wrong answer, they won't be able to tell the difference."

Fiona laughed, "By the way, are you free tomorrow?"

"I'm not sure," Reid said, "if nothing unexpected—"

At this time, he stopped suddenly, his voice suddenly became distant and dull, he was probably talking to someone else, "What did you say?...Okay."

Soon, he picked up the phone again, "Sorry, Fiona, something happened to me. I'll hang up first." After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone in a hurry.

The moment Fiona hung up the phone, another call came in.

"Hey, eden," she picked up.

"We have a new case." Eden came from the phone with a thick nasal voice, "I need you to come back to GBI (Georgia Bureau of Investigation) immediately."

"Understood." Fiona replied succinctly, and then hung up the phone.

She drove to the Bureau of Investigation as fast as she could.

Not long after she arrived, darwin and sarah also rushed over. Darwin was even wearing a tracksuit.

"I was jogging just now," he explained breathlessly.

"Hope I didn't interrupt your date." Eden said smiling as he appeared behind them.

"Of course not." Sarah sighed. "I wish I was just dating. Too bad I'm a poor bachelor."

Fiona found that Eden's nasal voice was a bit heavy, and his complexion was not very good. Fiona couldn't help frowning and asked, "Are you sick, Eden?"

"It's just a little cold." Eden said nonchalantly.

"Come on, what is the case?" Darwin asked.

"I received a call from the Atlanta Police Department a quarter of an hour ago." Eden said, pulling the keyboard of the computer in front of him at the same time. "A couple was killed in a house in the suburbs of Atlanta. The 911 operator received a call at the same time as the incident. A phone call - but this is definitely not an ordinary police call."

"At the same time as the incident?" Fiona said, "That's really strange."

"Indeed. In fact, I've never seen such a weird thing. Listen to it and you'll know." He said, and he pressed the Enter key to start playing the audio.

"911, what is your emergency?" It was the 911 operator who spoke.

Then, a slightly nasal, hoarse and trembling voice sounded.

"...I'm at 1527 Chestnut Road," he said.

"I know where you are, sir. What is your emergency?" the operator asked calmly and patiently.

"He thinks they're greedy," said the trembling voice, which seemed to be whispering deliberately. "They've got too much."

"Too much of what?"

"...stuff. You know, property. They don't need it." He gasped. "Come on!"

"Are you calling because they have too much, sir?" The operator remained polite.

"No, it's because of Raphael—" he said eagerly.

A deep tenor voice interrupted him, "…Enough. I know why he called. Because of Raphael, he's going to kill the sinners who live here."

"I'm sorry, do you mean someone is going to kill someone?" the operator asked quickly.

No one responded.

"Sir?" the operator continued. "Hi, is anyone there?"

Immediately afterwards, a woman's miserable scream came from the other end of the phone. (*Note 1)

The audio stops here.

"The police rushed to the scene immediately after receiving the call." Eden said, "They arrived at the scene a few minutes later, but it was still too late-Dennis and his wife had been murdered."

"It sounds like there are three suspects," Sarah said. "One of them is Rafael."

"It doesn't sound like a real name, maybe it's a nickname." Darwin said with a frown.

"People from the Atlanta Police Department have already called the bau team. They need assistance in many ways." Eden said as he took out a tissue, "...wait to receive our old friends." He called after finishing speaking He sneezed, and quickly covered it with a tissue.

"I think you need to rest." Darwin said seriously, "Go back tonight and get a good sleep, we are here."

"No." Eden said hoarsely with reddened eyes, "Mars, Darwin, you two go to the scene to check the situation first."

"Understood." Fiona and Darwin replied immediately.

The deceased's home was in rural Atlanta, and when Fiona and Darwin arrived, the house was surrounded by police cars.

The bodies of kyledennis and his wife lacy were found in the bedroom.It looks like they were murdered in their sleep.

"We found something special," said one of the policemen. "You should see this."

A piece of paper was quietly lying in the sealed bag where the evidence was placed.

"What is this?" Darwin took the paper.

Fiona leaned over, "It looks like a page from the Apocalypse."

"The fourth living creature summons a gray horse, and the name on the horse is Death, and hell follows him." Darwin read softly.

Fiona immediately understood what they were up against.

"...a mission killer." She frowned and whispered.

——Although she is not a profiler, she also has a simple understanding of this type of killer.

Mission killers are the most troublesome type of killer.They are cold-blooded killing machines, and they will never stop.

"We have to catch them right away," Fiona said, "or they're going to do it again soon - absolutely."

The author has something to say: Note 1: This paragraph is from the dialogue of the original play, without modification.

This case is not original, the coordinates of the original drama: s2e14-15.