Description: In this chapter, Hotch presents a case to the team.

Disclaimer: The only thing I own in this chapter are the names of the victims. The rest belong to someone else.


"Murder is unique in that it abolishes the party it injures, so that society has to take the place of the victim and on his behalf demand atonement or grant forgiveness; it is the one crime in which society has a direct interest." ~ W.H.


Rossi, Prentiss, Morgan, Garcia and Reid are all sitting in the conference room, when Hotch walks in.

"Good morning everyone. Guess it's time to present the case." Hotch said.

"Good morning to you too. Hope it's an interesting case." Rossi said.

"Believe me, "interesting" is not the word for this case. No words can describe this one." Hotch replied.

"Since you put it that way, maybe I should go back to my office." Garcia said as she stood up.

"Well actually, I need you to go with us. You'd be of more help. Please?" Hotch pleaded.

Garcia thought for a few seconds and sat back down in her chair.

"Fine I'll go. But I'm not looking at any gruesome photographs."

"Thanks Garcia and you don't have to look. Now let's get back to the case. Three days ago, the body of 17 Ethan Warren was discovered in the basement on an old abandoned house in Birmingham, Alabama. And last night, the bodies of 17 year old Isabella Freighton and her 15 year old sister Amelia Freighton were discovered in the abandoned library. Just three blocks from where the first body had been discovered. A shamrock had been branded in the center of each victim's chest. The unsub then forced a whole bottle of sleeping pills down each victim's throats. They died moments later." Hotch stated.

"Do you mean branded as in burned?" Morgan asked.

"Unfortunately, yes."

"What's the purpose of that?" Rossi asked.

"Maybe the unsub is Irish." Reid suggested.

"Or maybe something traumatic happened to the unsub on St. Patrick's Day." Prentiss chimed in.

"Why would the unsub choose sleeping pills as a murder weapon?" Garcia asked.

"I'm assuming the unsub enjoys seeing the victims suffer." Rossi said.

"Well, whatever it is, we better get on that plane and get down there." Hotch said, walking away.

10 minutes later, the team is boarding the plane, when something catches Reid's eye.

"Hey there's someone sitting up there in the front row." Reid said suspiciously.

The mysterious person stands up and turns to face the team.

"Well it's about time you all got on this plane. I thought you would never show up." The mysterious person.

"Oh my God." Prentiss said.


End of chapter one. Please review. Chapter two will be up soon.