Authors Note: I apologize for the break between updates, and to my others readers, rest assured I'll be updating my other stories as soon as I can. Other than that, enjoy!

The BAU piled into the office that had been allotted them. They glanced around, but could find no sign that Ryuzaki had gotten there before them. Hotch sat down and motioned for the rest of the rest to do the same.

Reid was the last to, reluctantly, sit and wait. He fiddled with the Holmes book he had brought with him for reference. He was also to hear the foot steps coming down the hallway. He tensed, but relaxed when he realized that it was two sets of footsteps. Ryuzaki usually came alone.

But for once, Reid was wrong. Did not see that one coming. Because at this time, when Ryuzaki walked through the door, he has a bizarrely dressed woman with him. She almost resembled Garcia. Almost.

The strange woman leaned against the wall. "Who are you?" Hotch asked her. "And your FBI?" she asked, dodging the question. "What does that have to do with it?" Prentiss asked calmly.

"Well, it's just that I was under the impression that all the FBI have to know who Storm is, after all, I happen to be one of the only detectives who's names and faces are common knowledge." Storm retorted.

"You're Storm?" Morgan asked sceptically. "Why wouldn't I be?" she returned. "I was expecting someone more...well...more." he finished. Quirking an eyebrow, Storm shrugged. "Ryuzaki? You wanted to tell them something?" she muttered, her hair falling into her face.

"Yes, quite." the aforementioned detective replied. He mounted one of the chairs in his odd way while simultaneously pulling a chocolate bar from his back pocket. "You see," he said, munching away,

"The killer has struck again, just last night. You will receive the information in two minutes. I would like to show it to you, and hen have your opinions on it." this too, was a test, to see would pick it up, and who would not. His bets were on Reid.

As they opened the files, Ryuzaki and Storm studied the faces of the team members. They ranged from totally confused, to utterly disgusted, to a faint grasping of the matter at hand. To everyone's surprise, Hotch was the first to break the silence.

"Reid, pass me that book..." he muttered. Reid handed the volume to his leader. The man in question took it from his hand and found the index. He examined it for a while. Then he put it down and looked Ryuzaki and Storm in the eye. Quite an undertaking.

"So, he skipped right on past six stories and just did The Final Problem? What does that tell us?" Hotch asked sharply. Ryuzaki and Storm looked at each other, looked back at the team, and then Storm spoke.

"We believe...that something bad is about to happen, and you aren't going to be liking this recent development...the next story is the final problem, and that means that...we may lose this guy." she finished.

"NO!"

Reid's outburst shocked everyone, for it had, in fact, been him. They couldn't believe the emotion that the former agent's words had evoked. He had, by this point, worked himself to the brink of hyperventilation.

"No, what do we know about this guy? He kills people every sixth day. In honour of the great detective's birthday. He kills only people who resemble either the victim, or the bad guy in the story," Reid paused to take a breath before continuing.

He wants to use what he is doing in some sick dedication to Holmes. And from this information. We can assume that he thinks he is Holmes himself." Reid finished, rather out of breath.

Ryuzaki nodded "Exactly as Storm said. May I conclude?" at a nod from Reid he proceeded. "We can assume this because he knows L is unofficially on the case." Ryuzaki stated.

Which establishes that he is, in fact, on the police force. But that's beside the fact. He knows that I am and therefore...he has found his Moriarty." he finished.

"So...we have six days to catch him?" Garcia demanded, having only just made it for the last little bit. Luckily, she had basically summed up the whole thing. Storm sized her up.

"So you're the hacker...and what have you found?" she asked quietly. Garcia glanced at her, momentarily stalled. She regained her usual enthusiasm quickly. Setting down a laptop on the table, she quickly scanned through some files.

"So, based on this, my lovelies, I have narrowed down the suspect pool to only a few suspects..." she said, pausing for dramatic affect.

"And?" Ryuzaki prompted. This got him a withering glare from Garcia, who was a very dramatic person, and Storm, who understood. It slid off of him like water. Rolling her eyes, Storm moved from her position on the wall. She moved to the laptop and scanned the screen.

Storm looked through her bangs at the team. She glanced back to the screen. She nodded to Garcia, so as not to steal the moment. Garcia told them all what she had found.

"So, only six people match the boundaries you gave me. Four of them have an alibi for all of the murders. Whereas the other two, um...well there's a bit of a problem with this. The one of them has alibi's for the murders that the second on doesn't have an alibi for. And vice versa. Maybe they're working together?" she left the question hanging.

"Good. I was hoping it would be like this." Storm said cryptically. She was met by confused looks form almost everyone.

"Watson? The submissive is being Watson?" Reid asked, having not thought of that. Ryuzaki gave Storm an 'I told you so' look, that some people would probably say they've seen on their siblings. These people may be lying and should be ignored at all costs, for your personal safety.

This was the final piece of the puzzle needed. The team got set to move out and apprehend the two suspects.

Hemlock Elrhoss

and, Josh Wanton

Hours later, L stared at the screen and decided that the names were fake. He didn't even need an anagram solver to figure it out.

Storm found it hilarious.

Authors Note: I hope you enjoyed that, I did make Storm a little more depressed than I would have liked, but oh well. Again, will be uploading the rest soon. See you next time.