"I'm kidding." Fleur laughed.

"Are you really?" Morgan crossed his arms.

"Of course. I wouldn't poison the dessert."

"You're pretty talented, I wouldn't put it past you."

"If I wanted to, I could." Fleur shrugged, eating the brownie.

"Exactly." Morgan pointed.

"So what have we learned? Never get on my bad side."

"Definitely not, babygirl." He shook his head.

"Better not." Fleur hummed.

"I won't." Morgan assured her.

"Now, taste."

"Alright, alright." Morgan chuckled before taking a bite.

"Well?" Fleur leaned back.

Morgan grinned,"Amazing, as always."

"Good." Fleur smiled,"I'll take them into the office."

"They'll love them." Morgan told her.

"They better." Fleur nodded.

"They will, trust me." Morgan stood up.

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"What do you mean?" Reid asked.

"I meant what I said, babe." Elijah shrugged.

"My hairs been doing good lately." He sighed.

"Is that so?"

"It has. Look at it right now."

"Oh, I'm looking."

"What do you think?" Reid hummed.

"I like it." Elijah told him.

"Anytning you want to add to it?"

"Hm.. I don't think so." He shook his head.

"Then why are you still holding me?' Reid smiled.

"Because I can." Elijah shrugged.

"I'm not complaining." He hummed.

"Good." Elijah hummed, pulling him even closer.

"But-"

"Nope."

"We have work."

"But I want to hold you."

"And you can." Reid chuckled,"In the car."

"How am I supposed to hold you and drive?" Elijah asked.

"I'll drive for once."

"But how am I supposed to hold you while you're driving?"

"There are..Ways." Reid hummed.

"Ways, huh?" Elijah raised a brow.

"Mhm." He nodded,"If we go now I can explain."

"Whatever you say, pretty boy." Elijah nodded.

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"Freshly baked brownies for everyone." Fleur placed them in the middle of the Conference table.

"Oh, I love you so much." Garcia told her.

"Derek thought they were poisoned."

"You wouldn't poison me." Elijah shrugged.

"Nah, I'd kill you in a different way." Fleur hummed.

"Exactly-" Elijah stopped,"Excuse me?"

"Hm?" Fleur turned, "Brownie?"

"Brownie." He nodded slowly, picking one up.

Fleur smiled as Hotch walked into the room.

"Have a seat."

"What's our case today?" Emily looked up at him.

"Lately in Sherwood, Ohio there's been a series of married men going missing and coming up dead. The men currently missing are Liam Tranent and Connor Edwards." Garcia explained.

"How strange." Elijah shook his head.

"Anything that links them?" Fleur asked.

"They all received repeated calls on the nights leading up to their abductions but they were never able to track the numbers." Hotch answered.

"So we don't know if it's the same number." Rossi sighed.

"Not at the moment, no." Не shook his head.

"But I am on it! Do not fear." Garcia pointed.

"I think our best bet would be to speak with their wives, to try and get a better idea of what they were doing the night they vanished." Emily crossed her arms.

"Deans, Howards and Morgan go to the latest victim's house, the rest of us can go to the station to see what evidence they have."

"You got it, sir." Elijah stood up.

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"This is it." Morgan parked outside the house.

"Hopefully we'll be able to figure out what this guy was like." Elijah nodded.

Fleur got out of the car, knocking on the door.

Shortly after, a dark-haired woman answered the door,"..I've already spoken to the cops."

"Fortunately, we're not cops." Fleur hummed.

"FBI?"

"Can we come in?" Morgan questioned as he and the others showed her their badges.

"Yeah.. Yeah, of course." She nodded, holding the door open.

"What's your name, Ma'am?" Fleur asked while they walked in.

"Jemma. Jemma Edwards." She answered.

"I'm SSA Fleur Howards, this is SSA Deans and SSA Morgan." Fleur nodded.

"It's nice to meet you." Jemma sighed,"I hope you'll be able to find out what happened to Connor."

"Jemma, what's your maiden name?" Morgan asked as he wrote down stuff.

"Jemma Carter."

"Jemma Carter?" Fleur looked up before chuckling,"Jems?"

"Wait, Flo?" Jemma gasped.

"You two know each other?" Elijah looked between them.

"Yeah- Jemma was my friend in college."

"God, it has been ages." Jemma told her,"How have you been?"

"I've been good." Fleur nodded slowly,"I'm sorry to hear about your husband."

"It.. It was our anniversary, the day he went missing. He didn't come home from work." Jemma looked down.

"What was he doing the day he went missing?" Elijah asked her.

"He had work, started at eight." Jemma began, He called me when he was done, said he has a surprise."

"And then?" Morgan looked up.

"I waited up for him but he never called back, never came home."

"And there's nothing else from him?"

"No."

"Did he..Say anything before he left?" Fleur tilted her head.

"He said.. That he loved me." Jemma smiled softly.

"I'm glad he did." Fleur rubbed her arm,"Give me your number and I'll catch up, hm?"

"That would be nice." Jemma nodded, walking off to write down her number.

"God, it's been so long." Fleur turned to them.

"It's nice seeing old friends, isn't it?" Morgan asked.

"Yeah, I missed them." Fleur sighed.

"Was she.. Y'know.." Elijah nudged her gently.

"A mean girl." Elijah whispered.

"Oh definitely." Fleur nodded.

"She looks it."

"But she was my friend." She sighed.

"Your friends sucked." Elijah shrugged.

"They did." Fleur nodded as Jemma came back.

"Here. Please, if there's anything you find about Connor, let me know." Jemma handed Fleur her phone number.

"Don't worry, we will." Morgan told her.

"Thank you." Jemma smiled.

"No problem." Elijah nodded.

"We'll keep in touch." Fleur nodded as they walked out.

"Have a nice day." Jemma waved.

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"So they were all last seen at this hair salon called The Next Clip." Garcia showed a picture of the salon.

"Do they have security footage?" Rossi asked.

"They do, I managed to get some." Garcia linked up to the screen,"The manager of the salon is.. a Jemma Edwards. Both men were seen inside 48 hours before they went missing."

"Hang on, didn't we go speak to her earlier?" Elijah looked over at Fleur.

"Yeah, Jemma." Fleur looked up,"She's my old friend from college, her husband is Connor Edwards, one of the missing men."

"Did she mention seeing him at her salon?" Hotch asked.

"No, she said she last heard from him over the phone."

"Maybe she forgot, with all the stress she was under." JJ suggested.

"Yeah.. Hopefully." Morgan sighed.

"Should we go check the salon out?" Emily crossed her arms,"Maybe one of the men left some evidence outside."

"We could do."

"Howards, take Morgan and head to the salon." Hotch nodded.

"Got it." Fleur got up, walking to the hallway.

"Hey, Flo." Morgan walked up to her,"Do you think Jemma has something to do with this?"

"I..I don't know, Derek. What reason would she have to hurt her husband and others?"

"Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned." Morgan sighed.

"What?" Fleur chuckled.

"Maybe her husband cheated on her, or did something to make her believe he did." He shrugged.

"I could always ask her."

"That's probably why Hotch sent you, since she was your friend she probably trusts you."

"We'll just need go find out."

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"Right, The Next Clip." Morgan nodded as he pulled up outside it.

"She should be working today." Fleur nodded.

"Is that her?" Morgan asked as they approached, looking in the window.

Fleur looked,"That's her."

Morgan nodded, pushing the door open, causing the little bell above the door to ding.

"Jemma." Fleur hummed.

"Oh, Flo." Jemma turned to her.

"Hey, we just wanna chat a little bit more, if that's okay?"

"Oh, of course. Anything to help you find Connor."

"So..We found security footage saying that Connor was last seen here." Morgan sighed.

Jemma was quiet,"I didn't want to tell you.. But we'd had a fight, nothing big but.. We argued."

"You withheld information from us." Morgan shook his head.

"You'd suspect me, I wouldn't hurt my husband." Jemma crossed her arms.

"Of course, but we needed that information." Fleue sighed.

"I know, and I'm sorry." Jemma shook her head, glancing over at Morgan.

"So you had a fight then he called you later at night to tell you he had a suprise?" Fleur looked up.

"I thought he was trying to make it up to me." She nodded.

"Of course.. So does he know Liam Tranent?" Morgan hummed.

"Mayhe? I don't remember him mentioning him."

"Maybe a secret friendship?"

"Yeah.. Maybe something like that." Jemma nodded, looking up at Morgan.

"Jemma, do you mind if I go look at the cctv?" Fleur asked.

"Oh, of course not." She shook her hesd,"It's in my office at the back."

"Do I need a password?"

"Yeah, but it's on a sticky note in the top drawer. Cindy, one of the girls who helps out, always seems to forget it." She explained.

"Got it." Fleur hummed and walked off.

"So.. When did you and Flo meet? Work?" Jemma asked Morgan.

Morgan looked at her,"Yeah, we met at work."

"Where are you from?"

"Originally, I'm from Chicago." Morgan hummed.

"What's it like there?" Jemma tilted her head, leaning forward against her table.

"Well, where I'm from is really small, but there's a lot to do. I learnt how to play football there, got a scholarship."

"Football and and FBI Agent? You must be pretty strong." Jemma chuckled.

"I'd say I'm pretty strong. Half my team and Flo would agree." Morgan hummed.

"You look it." Jemma smiled up at him.

"Thanks. So you were close with Flo in college?"

"Practically best friends." Jemma hummed,"She was new, my friends and I helped her settle down and, well, fit in."

"I'm glad she had a good friend like you to help her." Morgan nodded.

"You are?"

"Yeah, you helped her fit in despite her being new and confused."

"She'd sometimes get her words muddled but we were there to help translate." She added.

"I'll let you in on something, she still does." Morgan nodded.

"Aw, that's cute." Jemma giggled,"She's always been a sweet girl."

"Hey." Fleur skipped out and held onto Morgan's arm,"So I just transfered all the data over to our tech analyst."

Jemma glanced at her,"Well, it was nice seeing you both again."

"We'll be in touch." Fleur smiled sweetly as they walked out, dropping her smile once they were outside,"She's into you."

"Who wouldn't be?" Morgan chuckled.

"No, cherié, I mean it. She was full on flirting. You're so clueless sometimes." She sighed.

"Hey, you know I've only got eyes for you, babygirl." Morgan wrapped his arm around her waist.

"No, I know it's just.. She has a husband who's missing and she's flirting with her old friend's partner?" Fleur looked at him.

"Maybe she wasn't as attached to her husband as she let on." Morgan shrugged.

"We can look into that." Fleur looked back into the shop.

Jemma was looking out of the window, watching them. So Fleur leaned up and kissed Morgan. Morgan pulled Fleur closer to him, gently stroking her hair.

"See how she likes that." Fleur smiled and pulled away.

"You're cute when you're jealous, honey." Morgan chuckled.

"Good." Fleur nodded.

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"I just got a text from Jemma." Fleur walked into the room.

"What does it say?" Emily asked.

"She wants to talk to me about Connor and Liam." Fleur held it up.

"Just you?" Elijah raised a brow.

"Mhm.. Maybe it's just because she can trust me." Fleur shrugged.

"Do you want me to drive you there?" Elijah crossed his arms.

"I should be okay. I'll call if anything happens."

"You better." He pointed.

"Of course." Fleur assured him.

"Be careful." Emily nodded.

Fleur nodded and ran off. By the time she arrived at Jemma's house, all the lights appeared to be off and the door was open slightly.

"Jemma?" Fleur slowly walked in, holding her gun.

But it was quiet. A vase was smashed in pieces on the floor, its contents scattered.

"FBI." Fleur held up her gun as she looked around.

"Fleur..?" She heard a voice from the bedroom,"Flo- I'm in here."

"Jemma." Fleur rushed in.

But when she entered, there was.. Nobody there?

"Jemma, where are you? This isn't funny."

"Surprise." Came a hum from behind her.

"Jem?" Fleur quickly turned around.

But Jemma had swung something at Fleur, smacking her in the head. Fleur quickly dropped the floor, being knocked out by the swing.

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When Fleur finally came to again, she was tied to a chair with.. Jemma.. Stood right in front of her.

"Jemma." Fleur looked up,"..What are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?" Jemma asked,"I'm eliminating the competition."

"Sorry- Eliminating?" Fleur chuckled.

"I'm going to take care of you, just like I took care of Connor and Liam." Jemma hummed.

"You.. You killed them?"

"I did."

"But why?"

"Why?" Jemma shook her head,"Connor cheated on me- On our anniversary."

"Connor cheated on you.. With Liam?"

"Can you believe it?" Jemma crossed her arms,"Cheating on me?"

"Didn't you do the same in college, Jemma?"

"There were no vows, no certainties back then."

"That doesn't matter." Fleur shook her head.

"What are you doing to do about it, huh?" Jemma leaned forward.

Fleur quickly banged her head against Jemma's.

Jemma staggered back, falling into the table behind her,"You bitch."

"Sorry, did that hurt?" Fleur hummed.

"You know what's going to hurt you, Howards?" Jemma stood up straight,"When I tell Derek about how I witnessed your kidnapping and was held at knifepoint into silence."

"So that's what you're after? My boyfriend?"

"He deserves so much better than you."

"Maybe Connor left for a reason.. Maybe you couldn't give him what he wanted." Fleur shrugged.

"That's because the fag wanted to suck off some guy he met at the gym." Jemma rolled her eyes.

"That's not very nice. Imagine if daddy heard you say those words." Fleur gasped.

"Shut up." Jemma scoffed.

"So you're.. Going to kill me?"

"I am." She nodded.

"When?" Fleur looked at her,"You know, a lot of people have tried."

"Oh, come on. Where's the fun in doing it right away?" Jemma tilted her head,"I mean, I made Connor watch."

Fleur tilted her head,"What's your plan? Cause my team know I'm here."

"No, they don't."

"They know I'm meeting you."

"They won't be able to stop me."

"Are you sure about that?" Fleur leaned forward.

"Oh yeah." Jemma reached behind her, to grab something off the table.

Fleur looked over the best she could. Jemma then pulled out a knife, holding it lightly against Fleur's neck.

Fleur lifted her neck up slightly,"Do it then."

"It's no fun if you aren't scared."

"La mort ne me fait pas peur." Fleur hummed.

"Suit yourself." Jemma took her phone out, the knife still at Fleur's thrat.

"What are you doing?'

"I think you know." Jemma hummed before she softened her voice,"Agent Morgan..?"

"Who's this?" Morgan answered the phone.

"Jemma Edwards.. Something bad happened to Flo."

"I'm sorry?" Morgan blinked.

"Someone, he broke in when we were talking- He took Fleur." Jemma cried.

"Who broke in- Did you recognise him?"

"Derek-" Fleur went to speak.

Jemma pushed the knife further into Fleur's neck, drawing blood,"No- I'm sorry-"

"Where are you? At your place?" Morgan got up.

"Yeah- Yeah, I'm here." She nodded.

"I'm on my way." Morgan hung up.

"Thank you." Jemma put her phone down,"Men... They're so easy to manipulate."

"You're used to that, aren't you?" Fleur cursed.

"Getting my way? Yes." Jemma smirked.

"He'll know." Fleur nodded.

"Will he?" Jemma lowered her blade.

"You're not as good as you think."

"Whatever you say."

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"Fleur's been taken." Morgan crossed his arms.

"Taken? By who?" Elijah looked up.

"I don't know. Jemma called me and said Fleur had been taken by some guy."

"Well, what are we still doing here?" He asked, standing up.

"Shouldn't we get the others too?" Morgan looked back.

"Forget the others. Do you think we have time?"

Derek sighed,"Quick, let's go."

"Don't need to tell me twice. I'll drive." Elijah nodded,"We can probably call the others on route."

"I'll call them." Morgan agreed.

"You do that." Elijah pointed as he hurried to the car.

Once they were on the road, Morgan looked on his phone, receiving loads of messages from Jemma.

"What the..?" Elijah glanced over at Morgan's phone.

"She's been bombarding me." Morgan shook his head.

"Crazy bitch." Elijah muttered.

"..I think Jemma has Fleur."

"Mean girl turned psycho murderer." Elijah sighed.

"But did she kill her husband?"

"Well, both men did receive multiple calls from an unknown number before they went missing." Elijah shrugged.

"Do we know any of the digits?" Morgan looked at Jemma's number.

"I certainly don't."

"The others will meet us there." Morgan nodded.

"Good, we're almost there anyway."

"Just down here."

Elijah nodded, pulling up outside Jemma's house.

"I'll go first." Morgan got out.

"Right."

Morgan got out his gun as he walked towards the house. Elijah had his hand on his holster as he followed behind Morgan.

"Jemma?" Morgan called out.

"Agent Morgan." Jemma opened the door.

"What's going on?" He hid his gun.

"I don't know- He took Fleur." She grabbed onto his arm.

"Show me where."

"I don't know where- He grabbed her and left."

"Where did he grab her?"

"By the couch, when we were talking." Jemma pointed.

"Can me and my colleague go through?" Morgan looked back at Elijah.

"You can go through."

"Elijah." Morgan nodded for him.

"Oh, I'm gonna find her." Elijah walked in.

Elijah walked into the living room, looking at the couch. There was nothing other than Fleur's bag and phone.

"No signs of a struggle here." Elijah called back to them.

"Are you sure she was taken here?' Morgan turned to her.

Elijah then heard a small thud from behind the door that he assumed lead down to the basement.

"I'm sure." Jemma told him.

Elijah turned to the basement stairs and walked towards them.

"Jemma, what did this man look like?"

Then came another thud.

"Uh, he was tall and he had greasy, black hair."

Elijah took out his gun before he opened the door to the basement.

"Anything else?"

He then heard some shuffles, then a bang.

"No- God, I'm so worried about her." Jemma shook her head.

Elijah glanced back, making sure Jemma was distracted before he headed down stairs. When he walked down, he saw Fleur tied to a chair on the floor, gagged so she couldn't shout.

"I knew there was something off about her- Maybe it's the hair." Elijah hurried over to Fleur, removing her gag.

"She's a fucking psycho." Fleur winced.

"Did she do that?' Elijah gestured to the cut on her neck before he bent down behind her to untie her.

"Nothing I haven't had before." Fleur quickly hugged Elijah,"Where's Derek- She wants him."

"..He's upstairs with her." Elijah told her.

"Are the others coming?"

"They're on their way, yeah." Не nodded.

"Go up, I can come up in a minute."

"On it." Elijah nodded, walking back up the stairs.

"Why were you in the basement?" Jemma appeared at his side.

"Looking for my best friend." He shrugged.

"Did you find her?" She crossed her arms.

"No."

"Shame." Jemma shrugged.

"So.. Where is she?" Elijah turned to her.

"Gone. I told you."

"Now, you see Jemma, I don't believe you."

"How come?"

"Because just like those missing men, Agent Morgan received a lot to messages from our Unsub."

"I was worried about my friend." Jemma shook her head.

"And it's a convenience that all three numbers matched yours?" Elijah asked.

"They didn't." She scoffed.

"Wanna bet?" Elijah took out his phone,"You're telling me that if I call our analyst she'll say that they aren't a match?"

"Y'know, I'm sick and tired of you people ruining my plans." Jemma pulled out her knife, going to stab Elijah, however she quickly fell to the floor after being hit by Fleur.

"Crazy psycho bitch." Fleur cursed.

"The nerve- Did she just try and stab me." Elijah crossed his arms.

"Hey, we would've matched." Fleur held her neck.

"I'll handle her. You go see Morgan." He pointed.

Fleur nodded and walked off to find Morgan,"Derek?"

"Flo." Morgan quickly turned to her,"Flo, did she hurt you?"

"It's nothing I haven't had before." Fleur hugged him.

Morgan held her close,"I thought I was going to lose you."

"Me? Nah." Fleur sighed.

Morgan smiled and kissed her cheek,"I'm glad you're alright."

"Don't worry about me, cherié." Fleur held him tight.

"I know you can handle yourself, but I can't help but worry." He rubbed her back.

Fleur sighed and nodded.

"The others will be here soon, okay?"

"Okay." Fleur nodded again,"She killed Liam and Connor."

"We had a feeling." Morgan sighed.

"They were together, she got mad."

"And now they're both dead."

"She couldn't handle the affair."

Morgan shook his head,"Everything okay back there, kid?"

"Don't worry- I've got her." He called back.

Fleur pulled away, going back to Elijah. Elijah had Jemma on her feet, her hands cuffed behind her back.

"Be careful, Jem. Don't want to catch something." Fleur smirked.

"Oh yeah, let me just spread the queerness." Elijah rolled his eyes.

"You're- Oh my god." Jemma groaned.

"Got a problem with that, princess?" Elijah tightened her cuffs.

"Elijah will gladly take you to his boyfriend's car and you all can have a lovely ride together."

"Oh, we're going to have a lovely time." He hummed.

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"I'm fine." Fleur shook her head.

"Are you sure?" Morgan asked her.

"Don't worry. See? It's bandaged." Fleur pointed towards her neck.

Morgan sighed and took her hand, squeezing it,"You scared me, babygirl."

"I just thought she needed me." Fleur shook her head, "She was my friend once."

"I know, you trusted her."

"Course I did. I just never expected her to go from mean girl to killer."

"We never imagine that our old friends could become monsters." Morgan rubbed her arm.

"Anyone can become one is what I've learned." Fleur picked up Marie.

"But we always stop them."

"And we'll continue to, hm?" Fleur stroked Marie.

"Of course." He wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Careful of the baby." Fleur hummed.

"I'm being careful." Morgan chuckled.

"She'd kill you in her sleep." Fleur nodded as Marie meowed in agreement.

"Trust me, I know."

"Speaking of sleep.." Fleur looked up.

"Oh, I like the sound of that." Morgan hummed.

"Shush, Agent Morgan." Fleur pointed.

Morgan smiled,"Well..?"

"Let me put the cat down." Fleur hummed.

"Alright."

"Be good, my pretty girl." Fleur kissed Marie.

Marie meowed, looking up at Fleur before jumping down.

"Good girl." Fleur smiled and took Morgan's hand.

"That's what I'll be calling you later." Morgan whispered.

"Derek Morgan." Fleur gasped.

"Don't act like you don't like it." He hummed.

"Not in front of the kids." Fleur smiled and ran off.