AN: Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood evening my sweeties! I know. I know. I said updates would go back to normal this week but Ohio weather decided this week was a good idea to bring on the summer weather after it has been in the sixties most of the month...sigh...my poor head. I hate my sinuses. Then the weather is suppose to go back down to the sixties/seventies. Blegh. At least I can be barefooted! Whoo! NO SOCKS! Raynauds plus joint implants plus cold equals not a fun time. Blegh. Anyways. My devious plot penguins (the bunnies are still on vacation...little buttholes) decided a fic where Mac vs Appendicitis might be funny. They were right. It was cute, funny, angsty, had some tooth rotting fluff but overall pretty fun. So prepare yourself Mac a Boy! You're about to be betrayed by your own body, or so the plot bunnies..er penguins say. Alright! Got some reviews to answer! So let's hop to it! When we left off, the team arrived in St. Louis for another case. Oh boy.

OuterMars-Indeed he would! Thank you so much sweetie :) Hope you have a great week!

Joesgirlfriendandpercyssister-The name came from my friends, they would call me that when we play Super Smash Bros XD There is no love when it comes to me and that game.

AgentofLegends27-*blushes* Aw. Thank you so much sweetie *bright happy smile*

poxelda-Thank you sweetie! The games will begin soon ;)

Guest-Thank you sweetie :)

TinkerBella7-Thank you love! The games will begin soon :) Prepare yourself.

lanteaddicted-Ugh...it's awful. I want season 2 right now *Mac pouts*

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Got The What, Need The How

As Riley dug up more information on their psycho of the week, the others were going over the 'games' to see if there were any patterns, something distinct about them, or if they're there own thing. Some of the games were too gruesome to mention while others were their own thing. No patterns of any kind. Mac gave them all one more once over and discovered that the killer, even though the 'player' was winning would cheat in some way and turn the game into his favor. So Agent Sabrina was right. The man was a sore loser.

"Sore loser is right." Mac muttered to himself, or so he thought.

"What's up kiddo? Got something?" Jack asked.

"Agent Sabrina said that our killer was a sore loser. Well, she wasn't lying." Mac said laying out the photos and rewinding the tapes a little. "Look carefully."

They looked and didn't quite catch what Mac was talking about. So he showed them, and they got it.

"So he cheats to win. No one everyone dies anyways." Bozer said.

"Speaking of sore losers, I got a little something on our killer." Riley said. "I managed to hack his home computer and got access to a hidden diary.

They huddled around her and she told them that their killer Andrew Sweets out in the open was a sweet kid and model student. Behind close doors, the man had been abused by his mother, father, step mother, and older brother. Mostly by his older brother when they were dumped on the side of the road by their father and step mother. The abuse by the older got worse until Andrew had had enough and play his first 'game'. He knocked his older brother out and took an abandoned salvage yard. He tied his brother up with chains and used the giant magnet crane used to move cars, and moved his brother over to the crusher. When his brother woke up, he snarled at Andrew and demanded to be let go, but Andrew shook his head and the game began. Brent his brother lost and was sent to his death. Andrew watched with a sick smile as his brother was crushed to death.

Riley then told them after giving herself a moment, that after his brother's death he went after his mother and her game ended in her burning alive, then he went after his father and step mother to which he stuck them in a hot tub and electrocuted them after their game. No matter how they begged and apologized, it was too late. Their fates were sealed and Andrew was happy they had gotten what they deserved. But he wasn't satisfied. He wanted more. He started out with just petty criminals and moved up to more serious offenders, but still wasn't satisfied. He went after people that reminded him of his family and government agents next. According to his diary there was an end to this. He was waiting on one person and this one person would make the ultimate game. After the ultimate game no matter who wins or dies, he would finally be satisfied.

"Jesus." Bozer said. "Think I'm going to be sick."

Jack looked over at Mac and smirked. The kid was thinking of something. Of what they'll soon find out.

"Riley, does he have any friends? Our killer might have some triggers that can be useful." Mac said.

Riley read through the diary some more and found that he did but nothing triggered him, and if it did it was nothing that could be seen out in the open. He also did everything in stages. Since the games didn't have set patterns the stages were different. But it was like a video game. There was stage one, stage two, stage three, and so on until you got to the final boss.

"So we got nothing other than he's a big psycho?" Bozer asked.

"This is why you're not a field agent." Mac said.

"What?" Bozer asked looking at Mac confused.

"You're not looking at the big picture. We have what we need to catch him, but what we do need is a plan on how to catch him." Mac said.

Bozer blushed a little and started to look at things they why they would and the big picture was right in front of him. Mac was right, as always. They had the what, they now needed the how.

Elsewhere In An Unknown Location

"Finally. You're here." Andrew said with a sadistic smile.

He looked at his desktop screen and gently ran his fingers down the face on the screen.

"The ultimate game can now begin." Andrew said lovingly to the screen.

He had been waiting for this moment for years and now it was here. It was here and he was going to enjoy every single second of it.

*shudders* Damn Andrew. Take some Midol and have some chocolate, you'll be fine!

Until Next Time! I HAS CAKE! NOMNOMNOMNOMNOM