Menace behind your name
Storyteller: Isla de Muerta
Rating: T
Genre: Mystery/General/Family
Disclaimer: Characters of Criminal Minds aren't mine. Only those who you don't recognize are mine. Any similarities to anything between earth and sky are accidental.
Summary: Fingerless and toothless bodies with burned face, begins to appear to random places in New York. BAU is been called for help again. R&R, thank you.
A/N: Might include little fluffiness between my character and Reid later.
Chapter I: Prologue: Mare
As a child, she had only thought her name was odd. When she was teenager, she'd wanted to change her name to Mary. "Mom, here in America, my name means female horse," she'd complained to her mother. "But in Italy, where we're from, it means the sea," her mother had stated plainly. And that meant that the conversation was over. "Papá, daddy," she'd tried to plead her father. "You heard your mother, the answer is no," her father had said. "So you want peoples to call me a horse. I hate you!" she'd shrieked, ran out of the room to hers and slammed the door shut.
Dear diary, she had written that night, my name is Horse Emmalinda Rossi. I'm 15 years old and I hate my parents. Mare's mother was Italian and her father was half-Italian, half-American. The family had moved to USA, when Mare was seven. Her father had a brother, David, in USA but he didn't lived in New York where they had moved.
Mare met her uncle first time, when she was eight and had loved him from that moment on. Uncle Rossi, like she called him, had brought her Wish Bear- Care Bear and it was the only stuffed animal she ever got. After that name- and door slamming-episode, that bear comforted her when she had been grounded for two weeks. She called that bear Washy. And now, when she was 31 year old, divorced mother of two, she still had it.
"Well, not yet divorced but in two weeks," she reminded herself that morning. She'd been married to that scumbag, Seamus Tammock for five years and had never gotten anything from him. Now he'd gotten a shared custody with her to their children. She studied at university and at weekends worked part timed at Brooklyn PD. Four hours a day on weekends, full hours when Emmett Sean, five years and Mathilda Sicely, three years, were at their father. They lived in Bronx.
"Lily, don't forget to pack Mathilda's Hissy with her. She can't sleep without it. Their father will pick them up at noon," Mare shouted to their Chinese nanny/housekeeper Liang Soong, when she left to her classes that Friday morning. "You can go to home when the kids have left, I promised to pop in at the PD after my classes. I'll eat out or make the dinner by myself," she promised to Liang Soong, or Lily as she wanted to be called.
"OK, Miss. Rossi, and the Hissy is already packed. Mathilda never forgets it," Lily answers. The kids ran from their room to the little hall. "Give mommy a hug before I leave, "Mare begged. Her youngest, Mathilda gave her a big hug but Emmett showed her sour face. "What's the matter, buddy?" she asked. "Big boys don't give hugs," Emmett answered. "OK, but you'll miss it when you're with your daddy. Be good kids at their, promise. You know Margaret won't like if you bully each others there," she said, meaning the new girlfriend of Seamus. "Mavgavet is stupit," Mathilda stated. "That she is but you should never say it to her or she'll get hurt," Mare said firmly, "Kisskiss now, bye, "she then said and left. She waved to them when they waved to her from the window.
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She'd planned to only pop in at Brooklyn PD, but it turned out that they needed her longer. "We just got an anonymous letter, which we don't know what it means," detective Paul Aaronson informed Mare.
"And you need me to do what exactly?" Mare asked puzzled. "Only to see if it makes any sense to you," Aaronson said to her.
"Police, police, save her life.
Is she A doctor or doctor's wife?
Here's riddle for you to solve,
If you can't solve, see what will evolve."
"Well, what do you think?" Aaronson wanted to know. "It's either very bad joke, a children's riddle gone bad or someone really is in danger. If that's the case, we have a big problem. Who is she and where," Mare deduced. "Anything else?"
"Sorry Paul but no. You'll just have to wait and see what happens if anything."
"Well, thanks anyway," Aaronson thanked Mare. "I'm sorry I couldn't help you more. If these nothing else, I'll go. They still give homework in school," Mare joked and left. On her way to home, she decided to make a pit stop at MacDonald's. "Big Mac, large fries, large coke with ice and chocolate-vanilla ice-cream to go," she ordered. "We have special offer on this week. Would you like a flavored whipped cream on your ice-cream?" a perky blond girl asked. "What flavors you've got?"
"Banana, mint and raspberry."
"OK, nice, I'll take mint, thank you."
"Coming right up," and the girl vanished to fill her order. After waiting for tenish minutes, she got her meal, paid it and left. At the other side of Brooklyn, a woman was just stepping into her car. "I'll be there very soon, honey. Don't open the wine yet. Kiss, kiss," she said to her phone. These were the last words that her husband would hear from her. Five minutes later, her phone went dead.
A/N2: Well, what do you think? Is it worth to continue?