Oh, yeah, that's one skill you needed to have sped up.

[ Derek snorts slightly and pulls the car to a stop outside the precinct. ]

I just got stronger.

I know. It just feels — we're on a time table. And it's kids.

No way to know unless another kid turns up missing, and I really don't want to have to wait that long.

[ Stepping on the gas — he's getting a little frustrated. ]

Let's hope.

[ Derek focuses on the road ahead, figuring that he'll find his way to the precinct if he sticks to the main road. ]

Yeah, let's see what she's got. Let's hope it's more than what we've got. Can't be too hard to find the precinct here.

[ And away they go. ]

And it's more about what we didn't find.

[ Derek looks at the sheriff for a moment and then shakes his head and gets im the car. He's got nothing to prove to this man. ]

see if she picked anything up. Then we can head back to the precinct and see what the others have found out.

There's all kinds of scents here, but none of it means anything until I know who was supposed to be in this room versus who wasn't.

[ He's picked up a lot. Perfumes. Colognes. Sugary scents that mean the boy probably snuck candy into his room like six year olds are want to do. ]

I'll call Garcia,

family dynamics are? Fighting?

File said the babysitters have already been vetted. I'm guessing someone from the school...

[ Derek looks around the room for a moment, a frown on his lips. ] Maybe a counselor, someone who's talked to these boys and is under a preconceived notion that they need saving. Do we know how the

kid from an easier location? And if the motive isn't sexual, what? Does he assume the kid is being abused? That MO fits a woman more than a man.

"Yeah. From the bedroom."

[ Derek approaches the door, ducking under the crime scene tape. ]

Makes sense. The bedroom was on the ground floor, no lock on the window. Probably came in that way. Reid, we established that this guy might be a caretaker, so why come into the home? Why not take the

neighbor who brought over casserole when the news hit that the kid was taken.

[ Derek parks the SUV on the street and gets out of the car, closing the door with a thud. He pauses for a moment — but even a keen sense of smell may not be much help here. ]

The problem with small towns is everyone knows everyone. Any scent I pick up may be our unsub, or it may be a friendly

I'm used to it.

[ Derek rolls his eyes and gets into the driver's seat, starting the SUV. ]

What are our chances of finding these kids alive?

two little boys are missing. I'd like to find them alive.

Anything you want to say to me, sir, I promise I've heard worse. And bigger men than you have tried it, but I'm still here.

[ Derek sets his bag in the back of one of the SUVs. If it phases him, it doesn't show. Between Buford and everything else, not much phases him. ]

Now if you don't mind,

you that you know somehin' we don't.

|| Yoink.

[ Derek watches the sheriff for a second before he rolls his eyes. ]

When you know the kind of person that does this kinda thing, it'll lead you to the people who are like that. That's what our job is. Now, we're your best bet for finding two missing boys, unless your biases tell

Hit the trifecta of people that hate me because I'm black, bisexual, and a werewolf.

You know you can't just ignore your body, right? That doesn't make it go away, so be real with me. Are you feeding enough?

I feel like it's probably harder adjust to than to — well, than what I am. That only changes one night a month.

[ Derek's brow furrows slightly, and he pushes away from the desk to approach Spencer. ]

I'm not an expert, but you look like you haven't been eating enough.

[ Derek shrugs, but he continues to look Spencer over. ]

Nah, not that I know of. Probably just go home. Your night routine has probably changed, though, hasn't it?

[ Derek raises an eyebrow. ]

I can tell.

[ Things are different, considering. . . Well, everything, but Derek has never cared a lot about societal norms. ]

You're thinking too much, kid.

[ He watches as Spencer passes, leaning against the side of his desk. ]

. . . no?

Should it be?

Reid.

The "at me" was implied.

I see you lookin'.

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⤷𝗥𝗣.
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