disclaimer: i do not own any of the criminal minds characters, i do own the victims/suspects/officers.
this story will become very dark and may contain graphic sexual assault scenes later.
RATED : Mature Audiences only
please leave any comments below, this is my first criminal minds fabrication! please let me know what i can do better!
chapter 1 : The Investigation
They gathered around the round table early that morning. JJ and Reid making jokes and laughing softly; Emily, Derek and Dave talking quietly while drinking coffee.
"Hello my wonderful crime fighters, prepare your pretty little brains, because this is a bad one." Garcia chirped. How she remained so upbeat and positive stunned everyone.
Hotch gave her the eye and she knew she had to continue.
"Right, sorry sir. So the Miami Police have requested our help to catch a psycho killer. He has killed 3 women that we know of," She said, clicking to display the images of the smiling women.
"First we have Olivia Parker, 33, single, and works for the local bank. She was found dumped in a garbage can, four days after she was reported missing by a coworker."
"What did the M.E find?" Reid asked.
"There was evidence of multiple rapes, beatings, restraints and stab wounds to her stomach, thighs, and arms."
Everyone in the room grimaced after Garcia showed the pictures of these women when they were found.
"He did that much damage in four days?" Prentiss asked, glancing through the files.
"This guy is crazy messed up, and when I say crazy I mean the craziest of crazies. He kept them awake the whole time, and they were severely dehydrated." Garcia added.
"What about the other victims?" Rossi questioned.
"Oh, they had it even worse than Olivia. Here we have Kayla Wilson. She was 32, and she worked as a criminal defense lawyer."
Garcia paused and let the profilers read the M.E report for themselves. She waited for their reaction once they finished.
"He...had her call her parents twice before killing her?" JJ observed as the others began thinking of what this meant for the case.
"I warned you, he's a psycho." Garcia said, wincing at the thought of the poor parents who had to get that call.
"He clearly likes watching the woman suffer, making her talk to her parents while being so far away really messes with the girls mental state. He wants to break them down, knowing there is nothing the parents can do." Reid spit out.
"He obviously has complete control over his victims, and has a secure place that he can take them. He's confident that nobody will find them." Morgan said.
"We still have one more woman, Natalie Smith. 35, single, and she worked as a restaurant manager."
"All three women have brown eyes, but Natalie has blonde hair, while Olivia and Kayla have brown. Physical appearance might not be the biggest factor here." Rossi though out loud.
"He seems to go after strong, single women in high power job positions." JJ added.
"He probably has issues with women with power, so he might work in the lower class." Hotch said, gathering his files up.
"The rape and beatings were severe, whatever his issue is, its deeply rooted in his past." Prentiss said shaking her head, still thinking of other possibilities.
"If he's sticking to his pattern, he's already abducted another woman, wheels up in 30."
.CM.
After landing in Miami, the team set up in the Miami PD office. JJ set up the board with the young women's pictures, and Reid began analyzing a map.
"Hotch look at this," Reid said motioning for Hotch to move towards the board, "all the victims live within a 10-15 mile radius of the police department."
"It's like he teasing us, showing that he so close, yet so far." Prentiss said.
Just then a uni walked in, nervously looking around.
"Agent Hotchner, we got an anonymous tip from a man named 'Kyle Jefferson' who claims to have seen a suspicious man carrying a drunk woman to his house last night."
"What time did it come in?"
"Around 10:04pm sir."
"Okay, Morgan and Prentiss go to Kyle Jefferson's house and ask him what he remembers from last night."
Morgan and Prentiss nodded and grabbed their bags. They walked out to the black SUV and typed in Kyle Jefferson's home address into their navigator.
The car ride was quick, he lived no more than 10 minutes away from the station.
"Hi Mr Jefferson, we are with the FBI. We're here to follow up on the suspicious man you saw last night. May we come in?" Prentiss asked, as they both flashed their badges.
"Oh, of course. C'mon on in." Kyle said , with a slight southern accent, welcoming them into his home.
Prentiss looked around, his house was pretty small, but not too small for a man living alone. He had many different animal skulls displayed around his living room, that caused chills to go down her spine.
"What did this man look like last night?" Morgan questioned.
"Well it was pretty dark, but he was really tall, like 6'2 or somethin'. He had dark hair, he was muscular, and had this woman on his hip."
"What do you mean "on his hip""
"Well she couldn't walk very well, she was stumblin' all over the place and he -"
"Where did they go?" Prentiss asked. She wondered why he didn't call this in sooner. Maybe they could've helped this young woman sooner.
"He went into the house next door. I didn't see what was happenin' after that."
Morgan and Prentiss exchanged glances.
"Okay, thank you for your time Mr Jefferson. We will let you know if we have any more questions." Prentiss said as they walked out of the door.
"Hey Babygirl, I need you to find out who lives next door to Kyle Jefferson." Morgan asked the happy technologist.
"Sure thing handsome, do you think he could be the unsub?"
"We aren't sure yet, but we need to question him."
"Oh! Got him! His name is Chris Bradley, he is 46, lives alone and doesn't go out much based on his credit card records...A weekly outing to the grocery store, and the occasional bar trip, but he is a home body type of guy."
"What about his record?" Prentiss asked.
"Oh well, that's where it gets interesting. He was charged with sexual harassment in 10th grade, but he was never taken to trial. The young girl dropped it. Other than that he's clean as a whistle. Not even so much as a parking ticket."
"Okay thanks beautiful." Morgan said, hanging up with Garcia. "Okay, so a sexual harassment charge, that makes sense. He takes advantage of girls with more power than him, so he must of been considered a geek in high school."
"Oh you would know mr perfect teeth and muscles." Prentiss teased.
"You should've seen me back then, I was the nerdiest of the nerds." He joked, sticking his tongue out.
"Oh, I'm sure" Emily said sarcastically.
After walking to Chris's house, they knocked on the door. Chris opened up,
"Hello? How can I help you?"
"Were agents Morgan and Prentiss with the FBI, we have a few questions to ask you."
Once the man fully submerged from the door, Emily was able to really take in his appearance. He was ginormous, just like Kyle said. He was at least 6'2, had dark brown hair, and a scar that went from his left cheek to his eyebrow.
"Do you have a warrant?" He asked suspiciously.
"Not as of right now, but we have reason to believe you have information regarding the rape, torture and murder of three, possibly four women." Derek told his sharply.
"Well, until you have a warrant im not talking, or allowing you into my home."
and with that, he gave Emily a look, which made her feel sick. Then Chris slammed the door in their faces.
"I have a bad feeling about him Morgan. We need to get a warrant soon,he knows we're on to him now. He could run anytime."
And with that, they sped back to the station to let the team know what they had gotten.
