Silence in the BAU Office a Spencer Reid love story

Chapter 64 Killer in the Room?

A/N: I don't know how good this chapter is, I really am stuck on this story so please leave me some ideas. Hope you enjoy this short piece.

Chapter 64 Killer in the Room?

Lea's POV

"Despite all I have seen and experienced, I still get the same simple thrill out of glimpsing a tiny patch of snow in a high mountain gully and feel the same urge to climb towards it," Edmund Hillary.

I finally managed to get the machine to transmit and receive Morse code with the team. We had a way to exchange information. I was going through some old files and using candles to see. The wind outside blew blinding snow everywhere. I had found some clay flower pots and tea lights so I used those to heat the room. "This is taking forever to find reports of similar killings or other missing hikers," one of the rangers complained. I had stopped paying attention to which one was complaining a long time ago.

"This was how it was done and how it's still done. Computers just make it faster. We can't go out and confirm the information with the storm.

"We've run out of food," one of the female rangers complained, I think it was Sarah.

"There's a spider over there by the south west window if you're hungry," I said transmitting some information to the team about five more hikers that had gone missing. By the looks of it the unsub had been at this for 20 years. I took a short break and sat in the corner on the floor and closed my eyes and shut everything else out. I just breathed and thought about nothing. A message came through saying that they had files dating back 40 years. Sarah was about 40, Sam was probably 20, Tom was at least 50.

It was possible he started when he was a kid or his father taught him. I sent the information back about the rangers and the possible theory though I had nothing to back it up. Tom did seem to disappear a lot in the 20 by 20 room. The only other space was the water closet. Sleeping bags were kept in the corner next to a non-working wood burning stove. There had been lots of bottled water and dried food, little dried fruits and things like nuts and jerky. I knew it would take time for the team to find anything on Tom so I went through the files here at the cabin.

With the food gone, it wouldn't take long for us to starve or freeze to death. There was still no telling when the storm would be over. I couldn't lead the rangers out of there; I couldn't see any of the paths. The storm could clear off only to come back in minutes, but when was it going to clear off? I would have to go out for food eventually, or eat my companions which was not going to happen. I thought of a quote Spencer once read to me by Earl Wilson, "Snow and adolescence are the only problems that disappear if you ignore them long enough."

In a last ditch attempt to know what was happening I sent a message to the team asking if they had heard anything about the weather. As I was waiting for a response I went back to looking for more information on the rangers, all three of them had disappeared and I couldn't find them anywhere in the cabin. No secret hiding places anywhere, I had knocked on every wall, checked every floor board, pulled every book, pulled over every bookshelf, moved every rug, moved every file cabinet. I had torn the damn place apart; I had even gone to the barn and done the same, nothing. My horse was still there, but he was the only living creature there. I gave him more hay and some blankets before going back to the cabin. I had told my team of course but if they were out in this weather there wasn't much I could do. I didn't know this terrain and the storm didn't help.

For now I was on my own with no food, no water, no power, no back up. I had no clue how long that would last but at least I could make water from snow.