"How many existentialists does it take to screw a lightbulb?" Spencer asked with a small laugh.
Once again the room was silent. You faintly heard Agent Rossi mutter, "Don't."
"2. One to change the light bulb and one to observe how it symbolizes an...
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"James Ivory, 23, just finished his masters degree in chemical engineering, 1st in his class at University of Michigan," Garcia explained.
"Ok so he's smart." Derek muttered. Garcia rolled her eyes and squeezed Spencer's hand.
"Went to primary and secondary school with Y/N, graduated 3rd in his high school class," Garcia continued. "Oh boy, he was obsessed with her."
"How obsessed?"
"He asked her out every other week and she always turned him down. He asked her to every school dance and she said no. He would bring her coffee every morning before school. He would get her elaborate gifts."
"James has to be the unsub. Obsessive, consistently rejected. But why now? Why kidnap her now? What's the trigger?" JJ asked, crossing her arms.
Spencer began to cry. "It's all my fault," he muttered.
Derek squeezed his shoulder. "No it's not."
Spencer looked up and shook his head. "Yes it is. I was the trigger. We ran into him last Christmas and I had to open my big mouth. I called myself her fiancée."
"Her being taken by someone that wasn't him made him angry," Hotch muttered.
"But why now? This was a year and a half ago."
"I don't know. But he's the only one I could think ok," Spencer said in a low voice.
"Garcia, get me an address on James. We're going to pay him a visit," Hotch ordered, standing up. Spencer followed, being blocked by Hotch's arm. "Not you, you're too close to this. You and JJ stay here with Garcia and find his whereabouts last night."
"Hotch," Spencer argued.
"No Reid. You stay here. That's an order."
Spencer wanted to argue by knew he wouldn't win. He nodded, sitting down. JJ engulfed him in another hug. "We'll find her Spence. We won't stop until she's back home."
Spencer nodded and closed his eyes. "I miss her."
Garcia made a loud squealing noise, causing both Spencer and JJ to look up. "James is in DC right now. He started working for a major chemical company last week."
"So that's why he kidnapped her now? Because she was accessible?"
"I believe so," Garcia said as Spencer stood up and walked out of the room. He needed coffee. And sleep. But coffee was the better option.
He walked out and locked eyes with Hotch. Derek asked behind him, pushing James into an interrogation room. Spencer breathed heavily, following the two. "Spencer," Derek warned. "Let us handle it. You may set him off."
Spencer sighed angrily, crossing his arms. Hotch entered the room and sat down, dropping a file onto the table. "Alright James, you and I both know why we're here."
