overload (reid x fem!reader)

Part Two

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Y/N's tip had been no joke, when we arrived at the address she gave Alvez for Kelsey Kook, sure enough there was evidence that someone had been living in her walls and stealing food and other essentials from her house. I had been wrong before, especially when it came to reading women, and Y/N wasn't Cat. That didn't mean I had to like her, though. She was still mistrusting and arrogant, and I still just wanted to get home. My phone rang, and I answered, it was Rossi.

"Hey kid, I'm back at the station, forensics was able to isolate a sample of DNA on the food we found at the house, we've got him.

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The unsub was 42 year old Eric Dean, the BAU's profile had pointed to a white man in his late thirties to early forties who believed these women loved him. He had a medical background, dropping out of med school after five years, and when we raided his house we found his victims' eyes preserved in formaldehyde in his bedroom. He'd been living between multiple women's houses for months without getting caught, but when Kelsey had called pest control, that had been his trigger. He'd snapped and switched from stalker to serial killer. Everything added up, everything made sense, until they interviewed him. Emily entered first, followed closely by JJ. He profiled as narcissistic but non-confrontational and afraid of women, they hoped having two women interviewing him would throw him off his game. All they needed now was a confession, they had proof he was living in the houses of the victims, but no proof he had actually committed the murders.

Dean smiled softly, the right side of his mouth twitching has he did. "Hello agents."

Emily sat down in the chair on the right, JJ taking the one on the left. "Eric, my name is SSA Emily Prentiss, this is SSA Jennifer Jareau, we're part of the FBI's behavioral analysis unit, and we'd like to ask you a few questions about the murders of Kelsey Kook, Nora Janice, and Martha Feathers."

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I tapped my foot on the ground rapidly, after I had confessed to hacking into at least three private businesses, they'd moved me to a holding cell while they figured out what to do with me. The one upside to my current predicament, was the view. I could see the whole precinct from the perch, and more importantly, the interrogation room where they were interviewing the bastard that killed Kelsey. But it wasn't looking good. I didn't exactly have a watch on me, but I knew they'd bee there for a while, they weren't getting anywhere with him. My eyes flashed from the door to the officer outside of my holding cells. The glass was opaque so I couldn't tell who it was, only that it was someone who was tall and thin, and likely a man. I sighed, standing up and making my way to the window. I wrapped on it with my first.

"Hey, bean-stalk, you guys aren't getting anywhere with this guys, maybe I can help." The person outside froze, then turned around. I could only see his  silhouette  as it walked away, and past the not so opaque barred door. Shit, it was Squirrel. Maybe Curls would've let me help, but as he knocked on the door where Blondie and the other one were interrogating him, I had a sinking feeling that he was going to ask them to get me out of the precinct entirely. The door opened, and the dark haired woman from before stepped out. They were speaking in hushed tones, and I couldn't quite make out what they were saying. I could tell the Squirrel did not look happy with whatever his boss was saying to him, which definitely boded well for me. About four minutes later, again didn't have a watch so I was mostly guessing, Blondie joined the Boss in the hall, and Squirrel returned to me, looking positively miserable.

"What happened, Squirrel? Did mommy scold you?" He didn't look at me as he unlocked the door to my cell, he just grabbed me roughly by the arm, leading me towards the two women. I grinned, "Wow, you're stronger than you look, you'll have to give me a demonstration sometime." He did his best to suppress any reaction, but the way his Adam's Apple moved was evidence enough to be that I affected him, just a little. When we completed our trek across the room, the Boss introduced herself as Emily Prentiss, I think I liked Boss better.