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         Morgan held the tape up for me, JJ, Strauss and Reid to get under - I looked around the dump sight to get a better insight on what this killer was like and his thought of women was that they were trash. 

"You the FBI?" Someone asks, which I suspects to be the head inspector on this case. 

"Derek Morgan," Morgan says, shaking his hand before turning to the rest of us. "Katarina Argent, Jennifer Jareau, Spencer Reid and our section chief Strauss." Morgan introduced the rest of us, and we all gave nods. 

"Vic Wolynski, Milwaukee PD." He says, introducing himself. 

"You worked the Jefferey Dahmer case." Spencer says, and I roll my eyes as I felt a small smile tug at the edges of my lips, only Reid could think of that when we were on an active case. 

"Sixteen years ago." He answers.

"I've studied it." Reid says, and I could see the confusion written in Wolynski's face. It was clear he couldn't understand how he remembered his name. 

"And you remember my name?" He questioned, and I rolled my eyes.

"He remembers everything," I say.

"It's what he does." Morgan continues. 

"What can you tell us?" Strauss finally asks, crossing her arms over her chest as she looks at Wolynski. The head detective sighed before whisking us towards the new body that had only been found a few hours ago. 

"A local merchant noticed her a few hours ago, but considering he didn't seen here when he first came to work. We figure she was dumped there between 7.50 and 8.05, same window as the others." He says and I watched as Morgan walked towards the body. 

"All the bodies were found in this area, right?" Morgan asks and Wolynski looked over at him. 

"Wauwatosa is a upper-middle-class suburb, approximately 15 minutes away from here." Wolynski says and I look around. "All the women were abducted from there in the afternoon, and turned up here in the morning 2 days later." Wolynski continues.

"This must be his comfort zone, since he keeps coming back to the third ward." I say, looking at the run down buildings and amount of side alleys. "And he's got a lot of privacy in these alleyways to dump the bodies and then get out of here unnoticed." I continue and Morgan nods in agreement. 

"But yet there is so much foot traffic and no one saw anything?" JJ contradicts my statement, but I had to agree - there was way too much foot traffic for anyone not to see anything. 

"Well he wraps the bodies  loosely so they are not immediately recognisable." Wolynski says walking towards the body again. "Eventually, the wrapping comes open. My guess is that he has a van or a truck, something that he can back up so he's shield when he makes the drop." He says. 

"No prints on whatever he drops them in?" Morgan asks, leaning down next to the body and Wolynski shakes his head. This proved that the UnSub took precautions when he dropped the bodies off at the dump sight. 

"There have been traces of paint and wood stain.  Most of it's just common items you'd get at any hardware store." He comments, my eyebrows furrowing - well he might be a painter, or a person that works in construction then. 

"He's trying to demean them, putting them out like trash." Spencer says, and I nod silently in agreement. 

"This guy might work or live around here, like Argent said. This is definitely his comfort zone." Morgan says. 

"He gets off on seeing his handiwork, he likes the attention." I continue on, Wolynski looked over at me as I gnawed on my bottom lip. 

"What can you tell us about the victim?" JJ asks, pushing a blonde hair behind her ear as I stand tall beside her. My arms crossed over my stomach and abdomen area. 

"She was taken from the supermarket, her husband says that most days she would've been picking up her son from school, but he was spending the afternoon with friends." He says. 

"This is your fifth victim, right?" Strauss questioned, and Wolynski nods. 

"Yes." He said.

"You should've called us sooner." Strauss says, and now I could understand the reason why the team didn't particularly like her. 

"I thought we had a handle on it." Wolynski argues back, and I could tell this wasn't going to end well. 

"Apparently not." Strauss says, and I watched as Morgan stood up from where he was kneeling down. 

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          All lot of chatter was going around the police station as the team and myself, all walked in with Wolynski. "Hey, what do we know?" He asks a deputy that was waiting for us at the front door basically. 

"Women's name was Clara Thompson, husband tried to reach her on the cell phone and when she didn't answer, he drove to the department store. Her cars in the parking lot, but she's not there." He says, crossing his arms. 

"Is that the husband?" JJ asks, tilting her head upwards to show where she was pointing and I looked over to see where she was looking at.

"Yeah." He says.

"JJ. Take Strauss with you." Morgan says, before looking at me and Reid.

"I had the apartment store uplink the security footage to your analyst in Quantico." He says and Reid and Morgan both nodded, I hadn't met her yet so I couldn't say anything about her really. 

"Perfect," Morgan says. Wolynski started to walk away, while saying 'my desk is over here'. Morgan pulled out his phone and started dealing someone up, "Garcia, baby girl - please tell me you have something I want to hear." He says and I cock a brow towards Reid who shook his head. 

"How about something I don't already know." He says, cockily and I roll my eyes as we come to a stop next to a desk. "Love, did you locate the missing girl in the security footage?" He asks, as Wolynski puts his jacket down.

"I got it." He says, before putting her on speaker and watching the video on the computer. 

"She doesn't seem to be on anyone's radar." Me and Spencer say at the same time, we looked at each other before I rolled my eyes and looked back at the video.

"Okay, who's the kid?" I question and Morgan tilts his head. 

"Does Claire Thompson have a kid?" Wolynski asks and JJ shakes her head before replying. 

"No, a 2-year-old daughter." JJ answers, and I look closely at the son - ignoring the other conversation.

"Could the UnSub be using his own son as bait to get these women out of public places? After all, the abductions are always after school has ended and then dumping is fifteen minutes after the first bell." I say, and Morgan looks down at me shocked.

"Ohh, new voice! Have we got a new agent?" Garcia questions and Morgan rolls his eyes. 

"Baby girl, you'll meet her when we get back. Thanks Garcia." He says before ending the call. He looked at me before patting my shoulder. "Good idea Argent," He says. 

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          "Detective Wolynski has told us you have been trying to single out vans and trucks. Smart, the UnSub is dumping these bodies in a business district, so I'd agree with you. He'd been driving something that doesn't stick out. He may even have some business logo on it." Morgan says. 

"We know that he abducts the women in Wauwatosa, but dumps their bodies somewhere in the third district." Reid says, as me and Morgan look back at him - where he was pointing at the map, because we were leaning over chairs - we rocked lightly. 

"Most UnSub's keep their area of control, where they kill there victims between the two points." Reid says and I stand up at the same time as Morgan. My hands clasped in front of me. 

"Which means the UnSub lives either in Wauwatosa or the third ward, somewhere in that area and the who live there, know the UnSub." I say, and Morgan narrows his eyes at me because I probably took what he was going to say. 

"There's no sexual component to these crimes, which it's means it's more of the UnSub making a point." Reid says, "He's cutting their hearts out." Reid says. 

"Which could point to a recent stressor of a bad break up, someone leaving him or even divorce." I say, clasping my hands and gnawing on my bottom lip. 

"Or it could be that this is the sickest way that the UnSub could disfigure the women and then throw them out like trash." Morgan says, continuing on.

"The two most important questions we have to ask ourselves, are what is this guy doing with the women for 48 hours and why is he willing to use is own son to abduct them?" Reid points out, and I nod in agreement. 

"And if he is truly using his own son, then it's likely he has what we call borderline personality disorder." Morgan says. "Now borderlines, they think that all relationships, revolve entirely around them, and when they set their mind to something, absolute. There is no changing their mind." Morgan says.

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          "I've tripled patrol in the area, and I've got every available unit re-canvassing." Wolynski says, as they look at the map. Morgan looked back at him as I read over the files me and JJ were working on.

"It's tough knowing he's still out there and we're one step behind him." Morgan says, and I wrote down the last thing that I needed too before leaning back in the seat. Wolynski walked back to the table.

"You know it used to be a running joke, that if you told people that you were from Milwaukee, all they wanted to talk about was Happy day reruns." Wolynski says, and I look back down at the report before closing it. "And then Dahmer happens, and, they ask you about it, as if it was entertainment but I was in that apartment." Wolynski says, annoyed. 

"Gideon, one of our bosses, says that there are things that attach to you, that you can never wash off." Reid says, and I look over at him. Spencer gave me a sad smile, and I returned it lightly as my memory went back to the cold, damp dungeon I sat in for almost two weeks. 

A shiver went up my spine at the thought of it. 

"All right, is it possible we're looking at this the wrong way?" JJ questions as Strauss takes off her glasses and goes to speak. 

"What do you mean?" She asks as she brings her coffee cup to her mouth, I roll my eyes. 

"We're trying to zero in on this UnSub. Now, you guys, tell me, but if he really is using his own son, wouldn't the trauma manifest more clearly on the boy?" She questions, and I furrowed my eyebrows - JJ was getting at something here. 

"Agreed, you'd probably see more trauma or more empathy on the boy." I say, "Unless he's been used for quite a while now." I say, leaning back once more. Morgan looked over at me - knowing I had at least some experience with that. 

"Can you analyst get a name of all the children in the area we're targeting?" Strauss asks, and Morgan nods. 

"Garcia can get you whatever you want." Morgan says, and a small smile came onto my lips, this analyst sounded very kind and generous. Strauss typed in her number on the phone in front of her, and it started ringing. 

"Talk dirty to me." She says, and I have to cover my mouth to stop myself from laughing - oh we're going to get along, so well. JJ leaned back, Morgan just shook his head and leaned back, Strauss looked genuinely surprised. 

"This is section Chief Erin Strauss." Strauss says, looking away from the phone as I still tried to stifle the laughs that were threatening to come out. 

"Ma'am, I think it goes without saying, that I was expecting it to be someone else." Garcia quickly says, and I look over at Morgan who was looking uncomfortable with the situation that was going on. 

"I need a list of every grade school in the Third ward and Wauwatosa," Strauss says, as we hear her sit down in her chair. 

"Yes ma'am." She answered, as all of the other team members looked around awkwardly. "The Third ward has one public grade school, but there seems to be four private ones that draw from that area." She says. 

"And Wauwatosa?" Strauss asks, and more typing went off in the background. 

"That would be nine, ma'am." Garcia says.

"And how many students?" 

"Thirty - two hundred." 

"Can you also get me a list of every guidance counsellor that deals directly with the student body in that area?" Strauss asks, Garcia was quiet for the next few minutes - while obviously trying to take out Strauss's orders. 

"Certainly ma'am, and once again I'd like to-" She didn't get to finish her sentence before Strauss cut her off, and turned to face Morgan. 

"You need to present these counsellors with the profile of a troubled kid," Strauss says, before standing up and walking away. 

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         "All right, the boy looked like he could be no older than seven." Morgan says, entering the conference room with another bunch of files and I almost groaned in annoyance. "Let's look at youngest to oldest." Morgan says, handing me some and I started looking through them. 

"Start with the worst behaviour, and get the names of their parents. Send them over to Garcia and she can crosscheck them for criminal backgrounds." He says, and we all nod - getting ready to go through all these files. 

"This guy is dumping bodies between 7.50 - 8.10, that gives us 12 hours to make something hit. Let's get it done." Morgan says, after looking at his watch. 

"Look who's here." Reid says, and I turn just in time to see Hotch and Prentiss walk through the doors. 

"Hey, Where do we start?" Prentiss asks, and a smile returns to my lips - which she quickly returns. "How fast can you get us up to speed?" She asks, standing beside me. 

"How fast can you sit down?" JJ questions, and I push out the seat beside me for her. She smirks and sits down. "Cheater." JJ mutters, glaring playfully at me - and I give her a small smile in return. 

Strauss then walks through the door, causing the smiles on Emily and my faces to go away almost instantaneously. "We're only here to help." Prentiss defends, and I rolled my eyes before looking back at the files. 

"We'll deal with this later." She says, before sitting down as well. Prentiss looked at me but I shook my head, and read over the files. 

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          "Prentiss is in, we're waiting on her signal." Morgan says, as I pull the FBI bullet proof vest over my body. It had been a few minutes since Emily had gone in and now we were had gotten the signal. 

"Go!" Hotch shouted through the comm, and we burst the back door open - searching the other rooms to make sure that it was clear. We rushed towards the basement and that's when we saw David, the son with Prentiss's gun. 

"Give me the gun, son." Hotch says, David backs away. 

"Hey, David. Why don't you give me the gun." I say, gently and he slowly drops the gun before handing it to me. I threw it to the side and pushed David behind me. Morgan quickly arrested Joe Smith and Hotch picked David up from behind me.

I walked over to stand beside Emily, and wiped a bit of blood from her head. "Are you alright?" I questioned her and she nodded, before leaning against me - and I let her. "I'll live." Emily muttered against my shoulder. 

"I'll get an ambulance." JJ says, and I nod before walking out with Emily - and it wasn't long before the ambulance came and she was getting her head checked out. 

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        I put my bag down on the apartment floor, just as my phone was going off but I decided it would be a good idea to just ignore it. "This is Katarina Argent, you know what to do." My voicemail says. 

"Hey, it's Agent Rosco. We need to talk, it's important - call me back." He says, and I look back before sighing and closing my eyes. Who could use there son in abductions just so he could kill people?