Disclaimer: I do not own Criminal Minds or their characters. I just own Lettie, my other OCs and the plot of this story.
A/N: This new story is the SEQUEL to "As You Wish", which was my first ever FanFic. If you haven't read it yet, I strongly recommend that you do. This will take place right after the final chapter of "As You Wish". The OCs in this story are carried over from the first story.
To those who have read "As You Wish":
We're about to learn a lot more about Lettie and her past.
This story is still Rossi centric (more or less) but the rest of the team will appear in time.
THIS IS A MATURE THEMED STORY. 'M' RATING WAS REQUIRED. THE 'M' RATING STARTS IN THIS CHAPTER WITH DESCRIPTION OF THE VICTIMS DEMISE AND MOTIVE.
THERE IS MUCH EXPLICIT CONTENT. THE LITTLE KNOWN WORLD OF BDSM IS THE CENTRAL POINT OF THE INITIAL CASE. THIS IS NOT FOR EVERYONE, I UNDERSTAND.
Should you read this story, please read and review.
Thank you!
Love always,
Nicole
Lettie was very uneasy about this latest case. It wouldn't end well if she couldn't solve it. With that in mind, she feared that she'd have to reopen a dark chapter of her past to solve it. She turned to face her husband who was in the driver's seat. So far, she didn't think he suspected anything. She prayed it would stay that way. She grabbed her Blackberry and texted Amie.
"What made u choose this case?"
Amie replied with: "It was in our backyard."
Lettie sighed. Amie was right. All the cases C-BAT (Canadian Behavioral Analysis Team) had taken on so far, were across Canada. They'd always had to travel, now they were needed in their own city.
"Everything okay, bella?" Dave asked. He was worried. Even with the fact that his wife was expecting again, there was something that was off. He just hoped she'd tell him what was bothering him, because he couldn't help her any if she kept him in the dark. He always worried about her. He knew her life before they'd met was complicated. He understood that. It had come back and almost killed her once. In the end, it had almost taken both of their lives. Chills crawled up his spine at the memories. That had happened shortly after they'd married.
"I'm fine Dave. Just surprised that we're expecting again." She was telling the truth. She was getting ever so close to thirty. She knew women had babies well into their 30s, her mother was a prime example, but she didn't want to for risks skyrocketed at that point.
"Are you happy?" He asked. He was thrilled. Even though they already had three children, he loved the idea of a big family.
She nodded. "Of course. Just have to balance the wacked out hormones while working this case."
He took her hand and kissed it. "It'll all work out." He turned the truck into the city's coroner's office parking lot. "Let's get started."
She nodded softly and slowly got out of the truck. The rest of the team pulled in behind them. The city's police chief stood at the doors waiting for them.
"Chief Blair." Lettie extended her hand. "I'm SSA Lettie Rossi." She pointed to her husband. "SSA David Rossi." She then pointed to each member of her team in introduction.
"I'm sorry to have to meet under these circumstances." He shook each of their hands. "I know that this is only the second victim, but the similarities are uncanny."
"We understand." Lettie nodded. "Dave and I will take autopsy. Amie, take someone and set up victimology and figure out his hunting ground. The rest of you, divide and conquer the dump sites."
The others took off, while Chief Blair escorted Lettie and Dave to meet the chief coroner for autopsy. Lettie braced herself for a quick flashback to her past, and she knew that it wasn't going to be pleasant.
"Dr. Anne Sauvageau." The police chief said. "Meet SSAs Lettie and Dave Rossi. Their from C-BAT on the case."
The middle-aged woman approached. She shook each of their hands. "Thank you Chief Blair. I think we'll be fine on our own."
The balding police chief nodded and quickly left.
Dave turned to the medical examiner. "What was that all about?"
"This case is twisted, to put it lightly." The coroner stated. "The chief has seen enough to last him twenty lifetimes."
Dave and Lettie both understood. There were just some cases that seeing the body once was more than enough. From the pictures they'd been sent, Dave knew and Lettie cringed that this was definitely one of those cases. The coroner led them to the autopsy suite. The room was cold, and filled with stainless steel. It was clean and reeked of cleaning chemicals. The only things standing out were the two bodies on the center tables of the suite. The coroner approached the first body.
Lettie took one look at either victim and she could almost pinpoint what had happened. She wanted to be sick. She swallowed deeply and breathed through her mouth slowly. She needed to calm down, otherwise she'd give it all away.
"You alright dear?" Dr. Sauvageau looked at Lettie, concerned.
Lettie nodded. "Yea. I just have to deal with morning sickness on top of the job."
The coroner was shocked. "You're pregnant and still doing this?"
The couple nodded.
"You are determined."
"You have no idea." Dave added. "So can you tell us what happened?"
"Cause of death is asphyxiation." The coroner pulled the sheet down a little. "Extreme amounts of abuse were withstood by both victims. Extensive bruising of the arms, legs, and breasts are noted. My best guess is it was caused by rope."
Lettie looked at the poor woman that lay on these cold tables. Had she kept on with her past, she could've ended up like this. She swallowed again and prayed that the nausea would leave her.
"Anything else?" Dave asked. He hadn't noticed that Lettie was extremely uncomfortable at the moment.
"Both women were either raped, or endured extremely painful rough sex. There's tears and bruising in the vaginal and anal walls."
"Both?" Lettie gaped.
The coroner nodded sadly. "Yes. The women endured hours of torture. Whips, crops, paddles and canes left obvious bruising on the most sensitive parts of their bodies." She pointed to the inside of the thighs, breasts and suggested that their rears had been targets of the abuse as well.
"Dear God." Dave breathed. "This UNSUB is a monster. One of the worst I'll have ever had to deal with."
Lettie nodded. She was getting very nauseous. She hoped the coroner would finish soon. "Anything different?"
"The second victim showed signs of some electroshock sex play as well." She covered the victims once again. "I know it's not my place, but this monster is one sick son of a bitch."
"Oh, trust us, we can see that." Dave said before thanking her for her time. "If we can get the reports, we'll be on our way."
The coroner nodded and went to get the files. Once they had them, they thanked her again and they went to meet up with Amie and her partner. The whole way Lettie tried to come up with an explanation, because she knew she'd be needing one very, very soon.
"What did the coroner give you?" Amie asked as Dave and Lettie entered their workspace.
Lettie didn't stop, she headed straight to the bathroom. Dave didn't stop her from going. He answered the question. "This guy is one sick puppy."
Amie nodded and went to leave. "I'll go check on the boss."
Dave thanked her and sat down with the autopsy reports. He filled out Post-Its and handed them to Dominic, Amie's main partner. He'd put them on the board. Once the rest of the team would arrive, they'd add more information and hopefully it would give them a profile to work with.
Women's bathroom….
"Boss?" Amie asked.
"I'm fine Amie." Lettie moaned.
"You don't sound fine." She went to the stall where Lettie was bent over the toilet bowl. "Was it that bad in autopsy?"
"It wasn't autopsy that caused this… well not completely." She sighed. She flushed the toilet and exited the stall. "You add morning sickness to what that sicko did, you get this."
"Does Dave know?"
Lettie nodded. "Yeah, but I can still do this case."
"Are you sure, boss?" Amie handed Lettie some paper towel.
Lettie sighed. "I don't know. Let's go see if the rest of the team is here and we can go over our findings."
The two women left the bathroom and headed back in hopes that maybe finding this guy would be easier than any other because of his distinct motive and type and style. Lettie laughed to herself. "Wishful thinking. That world is more tightlipped than Al-Qaeda. This is going to be a long one." She kept those thoughts to herself. She only prayed that the person responsible wasn't the one that she'd be calling in to get them the inside scoop.
When they joined the others in the boardroom, they saw that everyone was there. This was going to be interesting. They got info on the dumpsites, and it wasn't overly helpful.
Julian looked to his boss. With a slight French accent, he said. "Both dumpsites were the same. Slightly wooded areas that were well used, showing that the UNSUB wanted the body found sooner, rather than later."
His partner, Cerise nodded. She said, softly. "He hadn't even covered the bodies in more than a light tarp that unrolled as the body rolled down the inclines. It was the shock factor for the person who stumbled upon the body."
Dave continued to write on the Post-Its and handed them to Dominic. Dom was the "Dr. Spencer Reid" of this team. He could figure stuff out with little difficulty. He was trying to put links together, but even for him it was difficult.
"Well, on our end we found the same thing." TJ (the Derek Morgan of C-BAT) said. "He's not leaving any physical evidence."
"So we have a sadistic serial killer, who likes to use bondage and S & M and leaves no evidence." Dave stated looking up from his note pad.
"Basically." TJ shrugged his shoulders.
TJ's silent partner, Meg, finally spoke. "If he's into S & M, we don't find him easily. That world is very exclusive."
Dominic agreed. "Meg has a point."
Dave turned to his wife. "Lettie? You have anything to add?"
She sighed. "A lot. Actually."
Everyone waited for her to speak again.
"Care to share?" Dave asked walking towards her.
She didn't mean to pull away, but it happened on instinct. "You'll hate me."
"Bella, how can we hate you? You're not the UNSUB." Dave tried to brush a tear from her cheek.
"I may not be the UNSUB but I know him better than you'd think."
"How can you possibly know the UNSUB, boss?" TJ cracked.
"I may not know him per say, but I will tell you this, the torture those victims endured, I used to endure for pleasure."
The whole room went silent. All eyes were upon her.
"I was a submissive partner in an S & M relationship. I understand that world more than any profiler could ever imagine."
Okay, so I leave Ch.1 as a cliffy, but I kinda need to for the story to keep it's pace. If the details were too much, let me know, I can try to ease up. This came as a dare from my boyfriend to write on something that no had before, and I don't think that there are too many Fanfics with this theme.
On the bright side, this isn't the whole story. I will explain their home life, the pregnancy, the children and even bring back our other favorite profilers.
Currently, I'm trying not to freeze in the blizzard that's currently hitting us here in Alberta. Please read and review.
Love always
Nicole