Thank you to the people who reviewed and who read the last chapter! Hope you enjoy this one.
I do first person point of view it makes the story different! I still have no beta, so all mistakes are my own!
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My life has drastically changed since Will was killed. I have changed, some would say for the worse, I would say my eyes have been opened up and I realize now what I am good at. I threw myself into my home life or so I made everyone thing that. Hotch gave me three months off to feel better, to grieve and to help the boys grieve and remember their father. Every day I would spend time with them and I would play with them, enjoy their laugh make new memories. I am doing my best to cover up all the pain I feel, I am trying to parent my kids without Will and cope without him, learn a new way of life. So much pain and heartache in my life, how someone cannot break, how can someone not want to go out and kill or be killed.
Psychologically speaking, I know I should go and get help, but I have given up on the real world, after seeing and doing so many horrible things and even great things I just feel that it is my time to be the killer.
I decided after Will's funeral to try the killing game. The one where nobody but me survives, I knew I could never kill anyone around me that I considered "family". After seeing all these murderers running around and killing and seemingly so happy, why not join in on the fun and see what all the fuss is about.
I went for a car ride, just to clear my head, thinking of how to start this killing game, how can I do it without be detected, how can I kill someone with the job I do. I see the victims I see the families, but in my mind at this point I just do not care. I see this man just walking, and I feel maybe is the time to start, I have to start somewhere why not start with him.
This poor sweet man he was out for a walk just a simple walk before I blitz attacked him with a hammer right on the temple of his head. It felt so good so right to have that hammer smash into his temple. I incapacitated him because well I am not strong enough to kill him while he is conscious. He looked so much like Will. I wonder if Will felt any pain before he died. Those grey eyes looking up at me with pure shock and disbelief that he was going to be killed and to top it off he was going to be killed by a FBI agent that was a women though he had no idea I was FBI. He was probably thinking that he could not die he had so much to live for, or maybe he wanted to die, that is why he did not struggle, that the end was near and he found comfort in that fact. When I looked into his eyes I felt it, I felt what every other killer feels, freedom.
He did not go quickly, stabbing someone five times is better in your imagination than in reality. There is blood everywhere. Next time I have to do a bit of research on where to stab to kill not stab to harm. I know next time I am not going to be killing the same way or even in the same town. To change my Modus Operandi will lengthen my time that I am able to kill, it will make it harder for police to connect as well as changing my location will give me a larger geographical area that anyone will have to profile. Working with profilers has really made this killing a lot easier.
I smiled at him and dragged him into my car, I took my time, I was careful. I want to spend time with my victims and I want to have time to kill, I do not need any stupid mistake to get me caught. I made sure to destroy any evidence of a connection between him and me. Before I dumped him I grabbed his wallet and looked at it. Christopher Stale was the first thing I saw and after flipping through his wallet he had no family pictures, no real information about him. Maybe nobody will miss him. He looks like someone that would fall through the cracks, someone who even as a child just barely passed by in life.
I left him on highway 66 near Falls Church.
I killed him the day after my husband's funeral.
"It's harder to heal than it is to kill."
― Tamora Pierce
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