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Hey guys, so I'm watching Criminal Minds right about now and had a random inspiration from an episode! So, here we go, hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Flashpoint or Criminal Minds or their plot lines, sadly, of course, but I hope you enjoy my story all the same!
Oh...and I don't know if the FBI exists in Canada, but in this story it does, just thought I would let you know;)
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"Team One, I need you at the front desk immediately." They heard Winnie's voice over the intercom. They all looked at each other, confused at first before leaving the training ground. They walked back into the SRU building, and to her desk.
"What is it Winnie? Do we need to suit up?" Ed asked.
"No. Not just yet." She said quietly, she nodded towards the briefing room. There were three people inside, two they didn't recognize. One male and one female, each had a badge on their belt, the other was Sarge. He seemed to be in a touchy conversation with them.
The team looked back towards Winnie, "Who are they?" Sam asked.
"They're from the FBI, they need your help. They haven't disclosed any information to me, but they do want to speak with you."
Sarge looked towards them, and motioned them over.
They gave each other confused looks once more before walking over to the briefing room.
"Team One, this is Daniel Michaels, and Valerie Caleb from the FBI." He said addressing them formally. Each of the team took turns shaking their hands, introducing themselves.
Sarge nodded to the seats, and he and the team sat, and looked to the two agents standing in front of them.
The man started first, "As you know Agent Caleb and I are from the FBI, lately we have been profiling and taking note of a number of missing persons files here in Toronto. It was brought to our attention recently by a man who will remain unnamed for now…he drove into a checkpoint building." The team's eyes widened in surprise. "Right now, we have five known victims, all women."
They turned to the screen and ten different pictures popped up in front of them, and Agent Caleb spoke,
"It wasn't brought to our attention until recently. Each of these young women were homeless and or working the streets, except for two. These next pictures…we see things like them often…I don't know if…." They two agents looked towards Sarge, and he nodded, and turned to the team,
"These next pictures are…disturbing, are you guys up to seeing them?"
"We can handle it Sarge." Jules said quietly.
He nodded, and looked back to the agents, who in turn clicked the next button on the control.
It was silent as the team took in the pictures on the screen…severed body parts.
"We've found remnants of bodies. And working up the numbers, overall there are about five separate matches to the missing women. They were swiped clean of any remaining DNA of their attacker by a chemical concoction that each body was immersed in, post-mortem. If our profile is correct…We believe Toronto may be dealing with a serial killer."
"You don't have any possible suspects yet?" Wordy asked.
"Not yet. The profile is still somewhat new. But based on our recent information, we found it pointless to involve street authorities. When we do manage to track down our real killer, we would like for the best team in Toronto to be at our backs." Michaels said.
"How many victims do you think have been involved overall up till recently?" Sam asked.
Agent Caleb sighed, "So far, we aren't sure, but tracking backwards a few years and based on his patterns now…we're thinking number-wise, statistics could go up to about 25 women, ranging from ages sixteen to forty."
"Are there any similarities between them?"

"We're narrowing it down, but so far, if each woman here is involved in the case sixty percent of them had brown hair and an array of brown to blue eyes."
Sam looked towards Jules but only for a fraction of a second, and she held in a sigh.
"And, right now, it's crucial in the investigation that we are ready…because, we are pretty sure we're dealing with a serial killer who is lethally violent. So, far it hasn't been confirmed but the two women you saw weren't homeless …about 3 years ago when they went after a suspected man, he abducted and murdered two of the female officers we took with us. Since then, the case went cold due to the unsub going dormant." Agent Caleb informed them. "Now, he's sped up, it's a new woman almost every week." The glance towards Jules didn't go unnoticed. "He's unstable, unpredictable."
"We figured, with the experience you all have that –if you agree- you could help us and then later on, if we have the best of luck that you'll be with us when we track him down. There's no one else better fit for the job…So?" Agent Michaels asked.

"Would you mind letting me speak to them?" Sarge asked, and the agents nodded, and he led them to the door and punched in the code that opened the metal door, then turned back to the team, and sat down.

"What do you guys think?"

"If we don't do it, who will?" Spike asked.

Sarge nodded, "He killed two cops."

"And, he'll kill more. We're the best Sarge, and some of the best trained." Ed said.

"Guys…" Sam said, the tone of his voice caught there attention and they all looked to him, he was staring at the table. Something was in his eyes that put them on edge.

"What is it Sam?"

"The stuff, they're describing…" He shook his head and sighed, "It's not the same as the pictures they're showing us. I've-I've seen it. In Kandahar." He ran his hands over his face, "It's gruesome, it can be traumatizing. I saw plenty of them, bodies blown to pieces. Some of them I knew, and I'm lucky – extremely lucky to have made it out without any mental disturbances."

There was a slight pause as they took in the information and the look of Sam's pained face.

"Can you handle this Sam?" Ed asked. Sam looked up for the first time,

"Yes. It's not me I'm worried about." He replied, and looked around the table, meaningfully.

"You mean us." Jules said gently.

"Yes." He replied.

"If it's not us, it will be someone else." Spike said, looking at him.

Sam swallowed, "Yeah."

"This job is about risk Sam. Our city needs us. And, right now, you've had the most experience in these kinds of situations, so I'll ask you. Should we take this case?"

Sam looked up, "You're asking me?"

Sarge nodded.

Sam ran his hands over his face.

"We'll be the most likely to get through this unharmed, mentally and physically." He said more to himself than anyone else. "We should take it. We're the most qualified." He finished.

Ed nodded, "I'll get the agents."

"Once we're close, we'd like if you were on standby…no hot calls during that time until the search."

"Alright." Sarge said, "You'll let us know when the time period begins?"

"Definitely." Agent Michaels replied, "We'll let you know. You're operator has given us all of your contacts. They'll be under a confidentiality file, and no one will be able to reach them. Thank you. For your help in this."

They all nodded, and Sarge shook the agents hands.

"Thank you agents. We'll be waiting for your call."

They gave polite nods and left the room.

;) More to come, I promise!